C118 (1/2)

Even if it was in the Nine Heavens and Ten Hells, a Heaven Ranked Talent would still be considered a middle class existence, not to mention the Desolate Continent.

Therefore, the shock, horror, disbelief, and even fear, fear, and Xia Xinghe was not surprised at all.

Not only that, Xia Xinghe was also extremely curious. How strong exactly was his second talent?

Could it be that he could even take out Ning Rong, who was at the peak of the eighth level of the Celestial Phenomenon Mirror?

Xia Xinghe didn't say anything but just stood there, staring at the three of them with anticipation. He was different from the three of them; he didn't have any fear or shock towards the Heaven Ranked Martial Talisman. He was just curious about its abilities.

All of a sudden, a strange aura burst forth from the Asura halberd above Xia Xingchen's head, spreading out in all directions. Even the air seemed to be slightly distorted, like rippling ripples.

Of course, only Xia Xinghe could detect such a subtle change.

”What kind of Qi is this? Panic? Slaughter? Death? Despair? ”Numb?” The moment he sensed the change in the ancient palace's aura, Xia Xinghe was immediately shocked.

Towards this kind of mysterious aura, Xia Xinghe was unable to give a specific description. Perhaps, when all the negative emotions were fused together, it was this aura that gave Xia Xinghe a feeling.

The most ridiculous thing was that Xia Xingchen could clearly see the ripples that were comparable to water waves endlessly surging towards one person — Ning Rong.

When this mysterious aura started to spread and enter Ning Rong's body, the expression in Ning Rong's eyes started to change …

His initial shock turned to calmness, then to space, and finally to emptiness. His eyes became dull and lifeless …