. Although she had countless complaints in her heart, she didn't dare to show them at this time.Sun De-wang's mood was complicated, and what troubled him most right now was what to do about Xue Jingji...Give me ten minutes!
Seeing the blood dripping from Nangong Yanji's mouth, Wang Xuan rushed towards the white skeleton at top speed.
The colossal fan-like tail of the Flood Dragon, like a vast canopy, lashed toward him. However, it was entangled by a fiery red fox's giant tail.
Nan Gong Yan Ji bit her jade teeth, and behind her appeared a fire-red demon fox the size of a mansion. Its fiery tails wound around the frost dragon.
In an instant, the frost dragon was wrapped like a zongzi.
"Do you think this can hold me back Tonight, all of you will die!" The Frostscale Dragon roared, its demonic energy surging to the heavens as it struggled with all its might.
"Pffft!"
Nan Gong Yan Ji let out a large mouthful of fresh blood, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Her hands moved at lightning speed, forming seals as she soared towards the Frost Scale Dragon.
"Wang Xuan, hurry up! I can't take it anymore!"
As soon as the words left her lips, pillars of fire rose up around Nangong Yanji and the Frost-Scale Dragon.
Soul Technique ---- Fire Prison!
Whoa, a massive inferno erupted within the Fire Hell Prison, engulfing Nan Gong Yan Ji and the Frost Dragon completely. Their figures vanished from sight, leaving only the roars of fury from the great dragon and the urging shouts of Nan Gong Yan Ji.
"I'm coming soon!"
Wang Xuan rushed to the skeleton, immediately performing the Great Creation Heavenly Sutra. He pressed his palm onto the skull, and a pitch-black vortex formed from his palm, enveloping the skeleton.
He didn't choose to take and devour the Dao Eye again because he was worried that the Dao Eye would dissipate if it were moved or subjected to external forces.
A massive amount of Wuhun essence was absorbed by the pitch-black vortex.
This time's engulfment, the time is obviously longer than before, exceeding Wang Xuan's expectations.
"Quick!"
"Hurry up!"
"Come on, hurry up!"
Wang Xuan desperately activated his innate skill, his usually handsome face filled with anxiety.
He knew that a ghost-level martial soul would take a long time to devour, but he didn't expect the source to be so vast and the duration to be so long.
"Wang Xuan, are you done yet Hurry up! I can't take it anymore!"
From within the fiery prison, Princess Nan Gong Yan Ji's desperate cries echoed. Though the battle within was unseen, her panicked shouts spoke volumes of the powerful woman's plight.
Wang Xuan was facing the fire prison, neither Nangong Yanji nor Hanshuang Da Jiao knew what the young man was doing. The woman and beast were fighting fiercely, they didn't dare to distract themselves to investigate.
"Pff."
Wang Xuen's body shuddered, the pitch-black vortex retracted into his body. Looking back at the skeletal eye sockets, the Daoist eyes were gone.
It's done!
Finally, I have successfully absorbed this monstrously powerful nine-ranked Martial Soul into the Wuxi Tian Shu.
Wang Xuan snatched up the blue storage bag and ran toward the cave entrance. “Let’s go!”
Nangong Yanji soared out of the fiery prison, crashing to the ground before springing up instantly. In a blink, she appeared beside Wang Xuan, seizing him in her grasp and shooting towards the cave exit like a blazing inferno.
"You shall not escape!"
The Frostfrost Dragon, in a flash, shattered the Fiery Prison with its might. The fire pillars crumbled and vanished one by one. Its eyes gleamed with eerie terror, and its demonic aura rose to the heavens.
Even two little humans, wanting to escape before its eyes. The seventy-meter long demonic body moved and was about to give chase!
"Hmm"
However, the Frost Dragon's head swayed once, and it felt dizzy. Its eyes widened in surprise.
"My poison"
The Frost Dragon recalled the powder the young man had sprinkled on it before.
"Such a strange poison, it's not only colorless and odorless but also very difficult to remove..."
The Frostfrost Jiao Dragon shook its head twice and roared in pursuit.
Splish splash.
Nangong Yanji led Wang Xuan out of the pool, not daring to stop at all. She quickly slapped several talismans on her body: some for increasing speed, others for concealing her aura, and shot away in a flash.
Once they fled, it was for an entire night. They did not choose to return towards Heishui City, allowing the Hanshuang Jiaolong to be unable to determine their route and chase them erratically within the mountain range.
That day, as the sun rose, Nangong Yanji finally stopped. Her beautiful face was flushed red, panting heavily, with sweat glistening on her body, soaking her cheongsam and highlighting her full breasts and hips.
Nan Gong Yan Ji immediately took out several pills and swallowed them, then sat down to recover.
"Lady Ji, thank you," Wang Xuan stood aside, smiled slightly, and said.
Nan Gong Yan Ji glanced at the young man, confirming that his gratitude was genuine, and nodded her head slightly.
"My lady understands that three attacks wouldn't be simple, and didn't expect to almost lose her life in the first one, suffering serious internal injuries."
A mesmerizing voice that can make men's bones melt.
Wang Xuan remained calm, surveying his surroundings. At this moment, the two of them were on a mountain ridge.
Nan Gong Yan Ji took out a cloak and wrapped it around her alluring figure, blocking the boundless beauty: "I wonder what treasure would make Young Master Wang so desperate"
"As cultivators, we strive for constant improvement. Shouldn't we challenge the heavens and fate, seeking breakthroughs amidst crisis"
Wang Xuan didn't give a direct answer. Treasures are captivating, let alone one involving an uncharacterized heavenly book.
Should he make even a slight mistake, he will be doomed for all eternity.
Wang Xuan was still shaken by the memories of being hunted in the ancestral realm, and he absolutely didn't want to experience that kind of terrifying ordeal again.
Back then, he was filled with such despair and unwillingness. No one could believe that even his loved ones and friends, driven mad by the treasure, would plot to have him killed. In the end, he was forced into a corner and had no choice but to self-destruct!
The Son of the Demon Emperor had already died back then. Now, he was just a pampered young clan leader in Heishui City. He wouldn't tell anyone about the matter of the Unwritten Scripture.
He didn't say because it was Mu Qingyue, he didn't want to hide anything from her. It wasn't that he wanted to deceive her, but rather that he didn't want her to be implicated.
While cultivating the Great Creation Heavenly Dao Scripture, Wang Xuan vaguely sensed that he was walking an infinitely dangerous path.
The Void Scripture concealed his aura, preventing him from being detected by the rules of heaven and earth, and keeping him hidden from the Heavenly Dao's scrutiny as a devourer of heavens.
He craves revenge. The Demon Emperor and his mother are missing, presumed dead. One day, he will return to the heavens and avenge them. The betrayal of the past pains him too much to think about, but vengeance must be had!
"That's a good point," Nan Gong Yan Ji smiled, seeing that the young man was unwilling to say, she didn't ask any further.
However, she had already investigated the young man's past. He was once a boy who failed to awaken his martial soul and became depressed. He was infatuated with the beloved daughter of the Nie family but was unable to be with her. For two years, he was in despair, but recently, he suddenly emerged in the martial arts world and even made a life-or-death battle with a genius from his own family!
The Wu Clan's Life and Death Arena is a place where once you step onto the stage, you fight until death. Whether it's Wang Xuan or Wang Ya, only one can live to walk off the platform.
Nan Gong Yan Ji felt strange. This young clan leader of the Wang family was unlike the wastrel rumored about.
It seems that this young man has been hiding his talents for the past two years, just waiting to make a grand entrance.
I'm quite looking forward to the Life and Death Arena a few days later. I wonder what kind of performance the young man will have. Nangong thought, "I need some time to heal my wounds, then I'll return to my family and call people to slaughter this dragon!"
Nangong Yanji smiled gently, her whole body was a treasure, even though she looked like a dragon.
Wang Xuan nodded slightly: "Since madam wishes to tend to her injuries, I shall withdraw first."
After saying that, Wang Xuan ran down the mountain.
Nan Palace Yan Ji: “…”
Looking at the boy's retreating figure, she couldn't help but feel annoyed. He didn't even show her any pity despite all the injuries she had sustained, not caring about a beautiful woman in need of protection.
"Humph, what a heartless and unprincipled person."
Nan Gong Yan Ji let out a soft hum and closed her eyes to meditate and heal.
In the course of one night, it seemed that the Frostbite Dragon had abandoned its pursuit. However, Wang Xuan did not immediately rush back to Heishui City; he was wary that the beast might lie in wait along the way.
"What an adventure! The rewards were huge!"
Wang Xuan went down the mountain and after running for an hour, he stopped in a grove of trees, a look of joy on his face.
He gazed into the silent celestial book, his eyes fixed on the Daoist diagram within. His mind instantly understood.
"Boom!"
His dantian roared, his eyes miraculously transformed, with golden lines appearing in the dark pupils, eventually converging into a beautiful and intricate pattern, profound and unfathomable.
And Wang Xuan's martial arts realm roared as it climbed, it turned out that there was still an extremely pure source of martial arts in this Dao Eye.
Level 3 of the Xuan Yuan Realm
Fourth Layer of the Profound Elemental Realm
Fifth Level of the Xuan Yuan Realm
......nning away.He's really scared.The advanced youth, it gave him chills.Pfffft~But before the man could finish speaking, a searing pain erupted in his back. A hand plunged into his body, clamping onto hi...