Chapter 734: Chapter 734: Terror Descends, Above the Martial Battle Stage
This sudden turn of events was perated with the aura of the “Supre Forget Love Technique”, and it was many tis more terrifying than that of Mo Ci.
Even the Iron Bone Flying Vulture was instantly suppressed.
But how could there be a master of the Supre Forget Love Technique stronger than Mo Ci in the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace or even the East Plain Northern Land?
Just at this mont, Sikong Jing heard the voice of the Golden Divine Dragon in his ear, “Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, a demon beast surpassing the Martial Battle Stage has descended. Be cautious and conceal your aura, do not let it discover the bloodline within you.”
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing’s entire body shook again!
The five Great Realms from Mortal Martial to Dao Martial… are categorized under the Martial Enlightennt Stage, and the five Great Realms from Extraordinary to Martial Combat… fall into the Martial Battle Stage.
Above the Reverse Soul Realm lies the Martial Battle Realm, which is the last realm of the Martial Battle Stage, and at this mont, a terrifying demon beast beyond the Martial Battle Stage has appeared in the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, and it even carries the aura of the Supre Forget Love Technique.
What in the world is going on?
“Ling’er, is there danger?” Sikong Jing tensed up completely, and then sprinted out at an accelerated pace.
He had not forgotten the words of the other creatures; the Supre Forget Love Technique practiced by Mo Ci was in fact not the true Supre Forget Love, but a re incomplete version, and above it lay an even more terrifying upgraded Cultivation Technique!
That is a Cultivation Technique surpassing the Universe Grade…
And a stronger Supre Forget Love Technique appearing must certainly be targeting Sikong Ling.
The more he thought about it, the more terrified he beca, the more fearful he felt; his sister had finally escaped from suffering and he could not bear the thought of sothing happening to her again.
Finally, Sikong Jing used a treasure to accelerate and flashed to the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.
Upon arriving, he saw the Long Night Seven Dragon Mountain as if shrouded in the powerful aura of the Supre Forget Love Technique, like a natural Great Array descending wildly, oppressive enough to make it difficult to breathe.
The feeling of absolute heartlessness, as if one’s Daoist Heart could be shattered in an instant.
Sikong Jing took a deep breath, daring not imagine more terrifying consequences, and strode into the fray.
Everywhere he passed, he could see students and instructors all fainted on the ground, shivering, and Sikong Jing also sensed the core of the Supre Forget Love aura, right at the Drunk Dragon Mountain.
Giggling nervously…
Sikong Jing’s teeth were chattering with tension, his family was all on Drunk Dragon Mountain.
The surging Demon Intent in his body began to erge again… If sothing happened to his family, he would likely beco demonized even if he were not already, for the foe was a terrifying existence beyond the Martial Battle Stage, and he might have to devour the heavens and earth.
He flashed up quickly, still nearly suffocated.
Finally, he climbed atop Drunk Dragon Mountain. Wherever his gaze landed, his pupils constricted, as two enormous creatures lay fallen in the Drunk Dragon Mountain Hospital District.
One was the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon, and the other was the Iron Bone Flying Vulture.
It appeared that the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon had been directly knocked unconscious by the terrifying aura of the Supre Forget Love Technique, while the Iron Bone Flying Vulture, being stronger, was still conscious but bleeding, unable to move at all.
Obviously, it had been defiant and was brutally brought down.
Shen Qingye, Tan Yue, and others had all collapsed beside the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon, almost frozen into ice sculptures, in the sa state as the students and instructors, all fainting in an instant.
Seeing this, Sikong Jing let out a slight sigh of relief, at least the invaders did not seem intent on killing.
Everyone, both human and beast, had only fainted.
Taking back his gaze, Sikong Jing looked intently again, and saw at the entrance of the Drunk Dragon Mountain Hospital District several completely conscious figures, all from the Wangyou Sect, all trembling and staring at a certain place.
Sikong Jing advanced with large strides and followed their gaze. At first glance, he saw his sister, Sikong Ling, within the hospital district.
At this mont, Ling’er was still standing, her face sowhat pale…
This once again gave Sikong Jing a slight relief, and then his gaze shifted to his sister’s side, where he instantly froze.
There stood a little girl, who seed even younger than his sister.
On her shoulder perched an ice-blue bird, holding its head high as if it looked down upon everything.
The mont he saw the bird, Sikong Jing sucked in a breath of cold air, it exuded an aura beyond the Martial Battle Stage, this ice-blue bird was indeed a fearso demon beast that surpassed the Martial Battle Stage.
Sikong Jing rembered the words of the Golden Divine Dragon and kept the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts’ aura deeply concealed.
At that ti, the little girl also saw Sikong Jing, and she asked Sikong Ling, “Is this your brother?”
Her voice tinkled like a bell, but her tone seed sowhat precocious.
“Yes,” Sikong Ling nodded, responding softly.
The little girl gave a faint smile, and in an instant, her body disappeared from sight, reappearing right in front of Sikong Jing. After sizing him up from top to bottom, she said, “Around twenty years old, in the Extraordinary Martial Combat Realm, not bad.”
In a flash, it was as though she had seen right through Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing’s gaze solidified, he couldn’t catch even a glimpse of the little girl’s shadow.
Her aura was even more terrifying than that of Ren Dongng—probably another existence beyond the Martial Battle Stage, and the aura of the “Supre Forget Love Technique” seed to emanate from her.
Who exactly was she, and what was her purpose?
While Sikong Jing was filled with doubts, the little girl spoke faintly, “Your sister’s talent is very good, nurturing ‘Supre Forget Love’ yet her emotions do not interfere with her Cultivation Technique… I want to take her with , but she insisted on listening to your decision.”
“So, it is up to you to decide whether your sister will co with us or not.”
The little girl didn’t leave Sikong Jing in doubt for long and was straightforward with her proposal, her attitude not overbearing.
A glint flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes, he glanced at his sister and then back to the little girl, “Do you co from the Central Plains?”
Such a fearso existence was absolutely impossible in the East Plain Northern Land.
And the little girl’s words also made Sikong Jing completely understand that they were interested in Ling’er’s talent and wanted to recruit her as a disciple.
Ling’er had not agreed but was waiting for her brother to co back and decide, and the little girl hadn’t shown any impatience either; she stayed waiting on the spot… From this, it could be seen that she must regard Ling’er quite highly.
At least, this practitioner of the “Supre Forget Love Technique” seed much more agreeable than Mo Ci from before.
The little girl nodded in response, “Yes.”
She admitted she ca from the Central Plains, yet did not reveal from which Sect or force she belonged. It seed there was no need to specify, or perhaps she thought it was beyond Sikong Jing’s reach.
Sikong Jing took a deep breath and asked quietly, “What if I refuse?”
Although her attitude was still okay, her arrogance was deep-rooted, which is why Sikong Jing did not imdiately accept or refuse.
Instead, he remained cautious.
Cocking her head, the little girl casually shrugged and replied with a chuckle, “Heh, we were just passing by and suddenly sensed the ‘Supre Forget Love Technique.’ Recalling that a junior disciple once founded a Sect here, we decided to co down and take a look.”
“Then we noticed your sister’s talent was decent, so the idea of taking her on as a disciple ca to us.”
“If you refuse, it’s your sister’s loss, it won’t matter.”
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing’s pupils abruptly contracted again. The junior disciple who founded a Sect here… aning that the founder of the Wangyou Sect was rely a junior disciple from the little girl’s Central Plains force.
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