Chapter 55: The Little Disciple’s Spiritual Root Is Indeed Rather Interesting

Li Tianhen was also learning for the first time that this secret realm was actually a world of ice and snow.

Mo Lie and Mo Yu helped him retrieve the image-recording stones concerning the direct disciples of the Sacred Heaven Sect.

Mo Yu had merely described it once before, but seeing the actual scenes in the recording stones still left Li Tianhen furious.

Si Nan Sheng had already left the Sacred Heaven Sect, yet these people still wanted to cling to her and bleed her dry.

Fortunately, Si Nan Sheng was clever. Otherwise, I fear—

Qin Yun would never use such methods on the princess. What if he went out to have fun and accidentally starved her to death?

Zhang Haidong casually picked up the wine bottle on the table and hurled it at Lin Feng. To his surprise, Lin Feng not only dodged it with ease but also kicked Zhang Haidong so hard that he crashed onto the dining table and could not get up for quite some time.

Thus, in the mere dozen or so seconds after Li Wei and the others appeared, five or six members of the allied army had already met an unfortunate end.

Leng Rui could only smile bitterly inwardly. He had walked for most of the day without ever reaching this place. Yet after flying for only a short while, they had arrived.

With such an existence wielding a supreme treasure laden with such overwhelming murderous aura, it was truly like adding wings to a tiger—an unmatched force on the battlefield.

The surroundings of the Heavenly Pool Forbidden Zone were no different from the other mountain peaks. The only distinction was that within the forbidden zone lay a pool measuring roughly a hundred square meters.

He Yuzhu’s face revealed a mocking smile. It was unclear whether he was mocking the Jia family or himself.

Not much time had passed since his previous visit to the Hidden Kingdom. This trip was indeed somewhat hurried, mainly because Lin Feng wanted to resolve Yang Li’s affair before Evergrande Huaqian went public.

Bu Fan, however, was shaken. The Carefree Sect also possessed combined-strike formations, but achieving such perfect communion of minds and seamless circulation of power was exceedingly rare.

Most importantly, just as the God King of Destruction had said, Qin Anyi could feel himself gradually forming some kind of connection with the sun itself. Through those connections, which were still faint for now, Qin Anyi could nevertheless determine that the fragment of divine consciousness left behind by the God King of Destruction had not lied.

The great saber formed from Luo Kui’s divine sense was incomparably condensed, almost solid. When it struck Xia Qi, it did not injure his physical body, but plunged directly into his sea of consciousness, intending to cleave his soul apart.

Under everyone’s curious gaze, the once-bright sky suddenly darkened. A moment later, it became as black as night. Then, at the place where the violet flames had vanished, a black halo appeared. From within it stepped an old man with kind eyes and a benevolent expression, followed by several soul-reaping emissaries.

The moment he opened his mouth and began preaching, it was as though his addiction had taken hold; Siji prattled on without end.

While the married couple were admiring the collection, classes had already ended at the schoolhouse. The children came rushing out in a swarm, then dispersed and went home.

With a light tap of her foot, Han Bing’er skimmed across the ground like a dragonfly touching water. Her ribbons fluttering behind her, she crossed ten thousand miles of territory and arrived before Yun Zhongzi.

Xia Qi repeatedly swung his Blood-Slaughter Blade. Leaf after leaf was knocked away, but in the blink of an eye, they were already whirling back through the air, leaving Xia Qi no chance to escape.

A layer of silvery-white primordial matter, only a few micrometers thick, lay smoothly over the ground, rocks, trees, grass, and surface of the lake. It accurately reflected every ray of sunlight onto Remilia, so no matter how she dodged or concealed herself, she could not escape the sun’s radiance.

The one asking the question was the sword-bearing elder brother of the Four Heavenly Kings, Mo Liching. After all, when Sun Wukong had once wreaked havoc in the underworld, only King Yama had gone to inform the Jade Emperor. This was the first time in history that all ten kings of the underworld had rushed up together in a panic.

The leading man had always possessed immense confidence in his own speed. Yet all he saw was a blur flash before his eyes. Then he felt himself struck by someone, and his massive body flew backward like a kite with its string cut. He even spat out a mouthful of blood.