C42 (1/2)
The badly mutilated black shadow struggled against the power of the stars in the yellow sand. Zhu Yue, who was watching from afar, was already dumbstruck. What was that just now? She wasn't sure. However, one could hear their spirits wailing in agony from far away.
She now had the most direct understanding of what madness was. After the Soul Sword's power exploded, it had killed the swordmaster in an instant! Too terrifying, too shocking.
As the sand and dust fell from the wind, the spirits all sat cross-legged, their eyebrows constantly twitching. His body was emptied and his primordial spirit was almost destroyed. If he did not have the experience from a thousand years ago, he would have been smashed to smithereens.
He tried to absorb and refine the spiritual energy, but he found that he was forced to do so. Damn it, he had to find a place to stay in seclusion for the rest of his life. After adjusting his breathing for a moment, he stood up shakily. There was a dead silence, and he knew it was only temporary. Whether it was the Iron Blood Union or the Prodigal Society, people would come soon.
With a bang, a beautiful silhouette appeared. ”Why aren't you dead yet?” Zhu Yue was walking around in circles, and seeing that he was covered in wounds, she felt quite upset, ”You, are you going to die soon?” She wanted to say something concerned, but she couldn't find the words.
Ling Jun smiled bitterly, ”I won't die without opening your seal.” Previously Zhu Yue had asked him to teach her, but now he was prepared to try his best to cultivate a mage. In the end, whether it was a friend or foe was not his concern.
What's with that look? Zhu Yue's entire body was shivering, ”You, don't even think about me, just be careful, my brother might chase after you from any end of the world.”
”Haha, he's not the only one chasing me. ”Cough, cough …” His laughter caught in his throat, and his lower abdomen throbbed in pain. The spirit covered its stomach as it moved forward. We have to get out of the city as soon as possible.
With a smug look on his face, Zhu Yue skipped and skipped after him, ”Heaven Slaughter Evildoer, you will have your retribution.”
”Heh, then I'll kill the heavens. ”Let's see how it will take revenge.” The Spirit has always been very sensitive to the heavens. Perhaps there really is such a heaven's will hidden in the underworld. Otherwise, how could he have met Zhu Xian's descendant?
Alright, alright, you go against the heavens. I learned my witchcraft. Zhu Yue had to talk nonsense with him.
The explosion of Ling Jun had intimidated the Free City. On the way, everyone watched from afar and did not dare to move forward. It had been difficult for a few teachers to appear in the Free City, but in the past few days, it had been either a battle or a battle of life and death. The one who caused all of this was actually the Soul Sword cultivator. The name of the spiritual body was once again spread. Was he really the reincarnation of that person from five thousand years ago? Was the world going to be in turmoil again?
Soon after, people began to connect what had happened in the capital with new rumors spreading like wildfire. The new dynasty suddenly had many unsettling factors. A few days later, a shocking rumor began to spread. The second royal grandson of the imperial capital left the imperial capital. The Unrivaled Three Slashes reappeared in the world.
This rumor caused the world to be thrown into chaos. The departure of the royal family's disciples from the Golden City caused the blood of many to boil. Countless people wanted to befriend this royal grandson of his. Naturally, there were also many people who wanted to assassinate him.
The first to announce that they were chasing Ling Jun wasn't the Zhu Family, nor was it the Imperial Family. It was the Iron Blood Alliance. The ingrate put all his guilt on Rinsyi. They said that he had killed the Yun brothers and threatened to destroy the Iron Blood Alliance.