899 You Fellows Have Caused Me Big Trouble! (1/2)
What Palace Leader?
Who else could the Palace Leader mentioned by Xiao Yushu be, other than the Sacred Heart Palace's Palace Leader? What level could the presence be to make Xiao Yushu feel so fervently that it was more powerful than their Palace Leader?
It was unimaginably terrifying!
Simultaneously, Gu Jiuxiao cried out in horror as if he had seen a ghost. He trembled, while his face was twisted from agony. Soaked in sweat, his face was drained of all color. Suddenly, he raised his head and spat out a wad of blood. Then, he collapsed and lost consciousness.
Lang Fantian was truly shocked!
While Xiao and Gu's status and cultivation base were slightly below him, it was not distinctively different. Both of them possessed cultivation methods that were unique to themselves, so much so that if they were to fight hand in hand, he was not a worthy opponent. Yet, it was these two people who were overwhelmingly frightened, repeating that he had almost died and fainted respectively…
What force could injure these two third level Royal Saint experts so severely without a sound? Could the Spirit's Grave Divine Saint level presence actually be watching them all this while?
If it was so, it would be petrifying. The severity of the mishap had far exceeded their recognition and estimation!
At this very moment, Fang Guohai shrieked as well. Although his voice belied his shock and terror, at least it was not one of weakness or injury.
”Where's Yun Yang?”
Lang Fantian and Xiao Yushu turned around abruptly and looked over, following the direction of the voice. Where Yun Yang had originally been sitting cross-legged, it was now empty. No one knew where the young man had gone to!
The clouds were drifting around before them, as usual. The place was still as ethereal as ever, silently enveloped by clouds of fog.
In spite of this, the silence only brought a greater worry to the group, they could barely take it.
A moment later, Gu Jiuxiao woke up with a moan. Fear was written across his eyes as he said shakily, ”It's horrible. The power of my soul – the power of my soul… was partially devoured… I – I…”
As he spoke, he spat out blood again, looking extremely weak.
Lang Fantian and Xiao Yushu felt chills racking through their backs as they watched him. Large beads of sweat slid and fell from the tips of their noses.
If only cultivation base were to be measured, Gu Jiuxiao's capability was the last among the three of them. However, the power of the soul that was only possessed by a Royal Saint cultivator was the opposite case for them; Gu Jiuxiao's cultivation method that trained the spirit as well enabled his soul strength to outdo his peers. It was unexpected that he would be plagued by a setback here and was severely injured.
Up to now, the reality was more than certain – the Spirit's Grave truly existed, and the fact that it contained an absolutely powerful presence inside was more evident than ever!
Yun Yang was not lying.
He did not even completely tell them one-tenth of a thousand of the mysterious master's ability!
How reckless for the three of them to actually probe using their divine senses and survey with the power of soul under the watchfulness of such a masterly presence… What was the difference between them and a cat that licked the nose of a tiger? They were impatiently and maniacally seeking death – that was what they were doing.
It was fortunate that this master was benevolent and did not stoop as low as they did. Otherwise, how could they have survived?
He had only caused a fright to Xiao Yushu's divine sense and a little loss to Gu Jiuxiao's power of soul… It was evident that this master had mercy on them. If he were to be more brutal, at least half of the four of them would die here, in vain!
The force of a deific consciousness and the power of the soul were no mystical Qi. If he could easily devour a little bit of them from you, it meant that he could devour you whole just as easily!