Chapter 3483: Chapter 1717: Immortal Plucks This dicine, Shen Nong Steps Aside to Appoint a New Leader
“Who’s speaking?”
“In the first five layers of the Dead Sea, everything is neither living nor dead; they’re all mute. Now a sunflower has erged here—is it Aunt Xiang?”
“Uh, does it sound like Aunt Xiang?”
“Doesn’t seem like it. I’ve never heard it, but Aunt Xiang should be a woman at least, right?”
“And Aunt Xiang shouldn’t be this powerful; she hasn’t appeared, yet already predicted soone arrived at the sixth layer of the Dead Sea?”
The Five Domains spectators were startled by the ghostly sunflower, and there was so commotion regarding the ‘people of foreign worlds’…
So cared, but not too many.
This kind of dress up as God, play the devil first caught everyone’s attention when it appeared in the first layer of the Dead Sea.
Now, everyone is basically immune.
Erging from the Water Purification Vortex, Feng Zhongzui was the first to get frightened almost into cardiac arrest.
The ghostly sunflower was staring at the Dao Imparting Mirror, right beside Feng Zhongzui—such a shock!
Because the prisoners from the first five layers are all locked up in the black stone prison, how could one suddenly run out from here?
Can the sixth layer of the Dead Sea allow free movent?
A quick glance swept past, and everywhere else was still black stone prison.
Except for this bizarre being in front, everything else remains quietly in their nooks, just like the first five layers.
Indeed, how could the Dead Sea have the concept of ‘free movent’? Hallmaster Dao must have been kicked by a mule to design such a thing!
As for this sunflower…
“Senior, are you speaking to ?” Feng Zhongzui hesitated and asked.
“What do you think?” The ghostly sunflower did not turn its head, ignored Feng Zhongzui, and passed by him.
This is good, this is wonderful… Feng Zhongzui let out a breath, retreats with the mirror, and finally sees the whole picture.
The sunflower is an old man, wearing a tattered white prison garnt.
Unlike others, from the neck up, he doesn’t have a human head.
Instead, there’s a huge seed, like a ghostly sunflower with many embedded eyeballs.
This is very unconventional.
In the Shengshen Continent, it could stop a child from crying, scare them into reincarnation.
But in the Dead Sea, it just adds style, with not much novelty.
“Hello, Sunflower.”
Xu Xiaoshou erged from the Water Purification Vortex, greeted, but didn’t react to the term ‘people of foreign worlds’ at first glance.
He scanned with Perception, seeing rows of black stone prisons, totaling about eight hundred.
The number is significantly less than the previous layers, with fewer empty rooms.
The masters imprisoned here have increased noticeably, reaching nearly ninety-nine percent.
Among the masters, Aunt Xiang is included.
Master prisoners are either exceptionally large, ugly, sleep eternally, or bury themselves in cultivating…
Though it’s unclear what can still be cultivated in the Dead Sea, they distinctly have the deanor of masters, quite peculiar.
Aunt Xiang is different.
She bent over, rolled up her sleeves, stood at a small wooden desk in the cell, unknown where she got paper and pen, pressing one hand on her chest, and practicing calligraphy in the Dead Sea.
The ink congealed without dispersing, adhering heavily to the paper, unaffected by the purified water.
The handwriting was average, not exhibiting the style of great masters, yet fresh.
Also considered a different form of unconventionality, quite Dead Sea-like… Xu Xiaoshou nodded in acceptance.
He adjusted the Perception perspective, focusing on the white paper scattered on the cell floor, clearly seeing the contents of Aunt Xiang’s ink treasure:
“The Divine, save .”
“Idiot, co quickly.”
“Fool, I won’t bother with you anymore.”
“The Divine, The Divine, The Divine, The Divine, The Divine…”
Dwelling at Cao Erzhu, I reside on the sixth layer, longing daily for you but never seeing you, drinking purified water when thirsty… Xu Xiaoshou felt deeply.
Seeing Aunt Xiang’s tremor at his voice, he smiled, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the sunflower hovering before him.
The last to ntion a ‘guest from another world’ was Kong Yuhen when I first entered the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion.
This sunflower gentleman appeared deranged but could incisively unveil mysteries and freely roam the Dead Sea; he must be soone significant.
Everyone felt afraid.
The Holy Mountain Sanctuary retreated after exiting the Water Purification Vortex.
Even Beibei was unaware a freely moving ghostly sunflower existed on the sixth layer, heightening vigilance.
Xu Xiaoshou, however, gazed at the bizarre creature and proactively greeted:
“Hello, Mr. Sunflower, I am the ‘person of foreign worlds’ you’re looking for.”
The eerie atmosphere broke instantly with this familiar manner.
Five Domains spectators found it marvelous, with so unable to suppress laughter.
Lord Shou’s ntal state perfectly fit the Dead Sea.
He seed born to dwell in the Dead Sea; his actions and style matched perfectly, almost flawlessly integrated.
The sunflower elder appeared stunned for a mont and was about to speak.
Lord Shou extended his finger, pressing where the sunflower ghost face should have a mouth:
“Shh…”
“Equivalent exchange principle: You asked a question, I also ask you a question, fair and square.”
Is this right?
Feng Zhongzui watched, goosebumps all over.
You, a dignified human, upon first eting, dare to make such intimate gestures towards the sunflower elder?
Did you know each other before?
“Hiss hiss hiss…”
Sunflower elder hesitated briefly and then emitted a serpent-like bizarre laugh.
As he laughed, his shoulders twitched, the densely packed black seeds flickered like blinking eyes, also like nostrils rhythmically flaring, giving viewers an onset of trypophobia.
“You’re beautiful when you laugh, like a flower.”
Xu Xiaoshou’s words caused the sunflower elder’s laughter to stop abruptly.
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