Chapter 631: The Terrifying Owner of the Tiny Tower
ent, King Beixuan would come out of seclusion!This feeling of being pushed to the absolute limit, fighting for survival in a desperate situation, is truly exhilarating!"Emperor Beixuan, Chen Beixuan!"..."Master, you're finally back."
At this time,
The Heavenly Demon Pagoda suddenly trembled slightly, and a childish voice echoed out.
But the child's voice was clearly very weak, sounding very hollow and uncertain.
"Master, this man is actually the master of the Heavenly Demon Tower."
Deep in the ancestral land of the Demon Gods, an old monster let out a terrifying cry.
As is known to all,
Besides Bai Feiyu,
The Heavenly Demon Tower only has one master
That man was the one who, in the early days of antiquity, sought to ascend to immortality. He used heaven and earth as his furnace, gathered rare and exotic materials from all directions, and sacrificed hundreds of millions of living beings to forge the Heavenly Demon Tower—a terrifying man said to be closest to a true immortal.
But in legend,
Isn't this man a failure on the Immortal Dao, having perished and vanished
Even his signature weapon, the Heaven Demon Pagoda, was damaged and no longer its former self.
However
What's going on now
Could it be that this man didn't die, but instead successfully crossed the tribulation and ascended to immortality
At this thought,
Everyone present was shocked and terrified.
"Master, you're back"
Little Tower's voice trembled with emotion,
Like a child waiting at home for their father to return.
Eternal
It waited for a whole ten thousand years.
"Whoosh~"
The little tower swayed and flew toward the young man in white.
He quickly arrived before the young man in white.
It wanted to plunge into the youth's embrace as before, but it found that its tower body had directly passed through the youth's body.
This
It was merely a soul imprint.
"Alas"
The young man in white sighed softly.
A pair of profound eyes gazed at the distant heavens, their face filled with complexity and melancholy.
"No, I don't want to"
Little Tower seemed to have thought of something,
Beginning to panic, unwilling to accept this fact
You've been bad.
A young man in white touched the tower gently with his hand.
Although that slender, jade-like hand passed through the tower body, it was not ridiculous. It still gave a warm feeling.
Xiao Ta calmed down, but she was choked with silent sobs, heartbroken to the extreme.
Back then,
This man was peerlessly handsome, a white robe as pure as snow, unmatched under heaven and earth.
In the presence of , all others pale in comparison.
In the years he lived, even the Gods dared not appear.
Unfortunately,
He ultimately still fell on the Immortal Path.
That battle,
It was also destined to be completely destroyed. It was only with his last ounce of strength that he threw it out of the Immortal Path, and weakly said:
"If someone is ever able to pass through the seventh layer, that person will be your master."
"Woooooooo~"
Thinking about this,
The little tower cried, and its sadness grew deeper.
It thought it was the man back.
Unexpectedly, it was only a divine soul imprint left behind.
Lin Feng's expression was complicated.
A qilin could actually cry so heartbreakingly.
He silently stared at the man in mid-air, his eyes filled with curiosity.
What kind of man is this
In that era,
And re-enacted what kind of legend
Even so.
Still failed on the path to immortality, regret for life.
"Hmph, so it's just a soul imprint. I was startled, thinking a true immortal had descended."
At that moment, Mo Chongyun came to his senses and burst into laughter.
The others in the scene were also whispering among themselves.
I am ashamed of my previous blunder.
A wisp of a soul imprint, unexpectedly shocked them all.
This is so **ing embarrassing.
But this is indeed frightening, just a wisp of soul imprint, and it already has such a terrifying pressure, it's hard to imagine how strong this man was back then.
It's probably like slaughtering ants to massacre cultivators who have crossed the Tribulation, isn't it
The man in white didn't pay attention to Mó Chóngyún, but turned his gaze to Lin Feng. His deep eyes flickered, as if seeing through everything about Lin Feng. In the end, he only uttered two words:
"Not bad"
"Isn't that good enough"
Lin Feng asked.
The man in white was startled.
It seems unexpected that Lin Feng would answer like this.
He pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly:
"My one sentence, has already proven that you can look down on your peers."
That's true. Among my peers, I am already invincible. My opponents are from the older generation.
Lin Feng replied confidently.
The man in white was stunned again.
Suddenly,
He smiled
He's not just a kid Xiao Ta protects fiercely, he actually knows what he's doing.
To chat in front of me is simply beyond the pale.
At this time,
Mo Chongyun let out a cold snort.
He directly attacked the man in the white shirt.
He appeared contemptuous on the surface, but in reality, he was extremely grave and decided to first test the other party's depth.
Facing the attack of the magic storm clouds,
The white-clad man merely extended his slender jade hand lightly, and all the attacks were shattered.
And the energy blooming from her jade hands was still rushing forward at a rapid pace,
Finally, he struck heavily on Mo Chongyun's body.
"Bang"
A loud bang
At the beginning of the tribulation period, the demon Chongyun's body instantly exploded, turning into countless bloody fragments.
Mo Chongyun's soul fled from the blood clot, stopping only after separating by tens of thousands of meters. He stared at the man in white with a terrified expression, too scared to even speak.
Everyone else on the stage was also in a state of stunned silence.
This
One trick
Just one move,
That means the body of a second-generation ancestor was shattered.
If it were the white-clad youth himself who had arrived, they might perhaps be able to accept it.
This is just a wisp of a soul imprint, for crying out loud!
They already find it hard to imagine how strong the white-clad youth's true form is, absolutely more terrifying than many tribulation peak experts.
"Really strong"
Lin Feng was also secretly amazed.
He doubted that even if he broke through to the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, he might not be able to reach the level of a wisp of divine soul cutting through the Tribulation.
Unless one reaches the peak of tribulation, it is possible.
In other words,
The young man in white is likely similar to him, being able to slay cultivators at the Great Ascension stage and even rival those who have crossed the Tribulation during his Divine Transformation stage.
"Have people become this weak in this era"
"The combat power of a cultivator at the early stage of crossing tribulation is so weak. Back then, any random opponent I faced could easily defeat you across two levels."
The young man in white slowly spoke.
"You"
Mo Chongyun's illusory soul floated erratically, his heart filled with shame.
However, he also knew the other party wasn't lying.
The young man in white is this strong, so how weak can those he considers opponents be
"Go easy on yourself."
The young man in white once again launched an attack.
Mo Chongyun suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, sensing the imminent danger of death.
This blow,
He can't escape it.
And just then.
"Om"
Space suddenly tore open.
In the midst of boundless emptiness, a withered hand suddenly emerged, attempting to resist the attack of the young man in white and save Mo Chongyun.
"Bang"
Between encounters,
On withered palms, blood flowers dotted.
There was a radiance of the Great Dao fluctuating, with void energy overflowing, producing an extremely terrifying collision of energies.
The ultimate person who made a secret move was in pain.
Withdraw your hand,
Mo Chongyun's soul couldn't dodge in time and was easily shattered by the white-clothed man's attack.was a handsome young man in my twenties with an impressive bearing. I had worked for some time.And now, this appearance looks like only a high school student's age...This change left Shiyu stunned for...