Chapter 1402: Chapter 1391: Before the Crash
Noticing Tielei’s temptation, Ning Fan gritted his teeth and said hatefully, “Don’t think the Temple is in shambles now, the Pharaoh isn’t doing much better. High Priest, look.”
The dust raised in the sky was so dense that you couldn’t see five fingers in front of you.
With Tielei’s eyesight, he could ignore these interferences.
Besides the dust rising, the black mist in the sky had completely disappeared.
The base of the Pharaoh’s Pyramid was already ruptured and the millstone-sized boulders kept falling down.
“Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it’s better to take the initiative.” Ning Fan continued to persuade, “Only by killing the Pharaoh can we escape this predicant.”
Just as he was speaking, a rapid whistling sound approached.
After another collision, the platform where the Temple was located was peeled away, leaving the Temple building floating in mid-air.
The Pharaoh, riding the Pyramid, spoke from high above, “Old fellow, if you hand over Ning Fan now, I will spare you.”
Tielei shouted loudly, “Pharaoh, don’t boast here. I fear you’re at the end of your strength!”
“Then try .”
As the Pharaoh’s words fell, the Pyramid suddenly rose.
After several collisions, the Pyramid the Pharaoh was riding was also severely damaged, with only half of the tower remaining.
But a dead cal is bigger than a horse; even half of the tower was much larger than the Temple building, akin to a comparison between an elephant and an ant.
Whistle…
The descending whistle of the Pyramid sent chills down the spines of those present.
Tielei’s face changed several tis, then he gritted his teeth and said, “Ning Fan, Wick is in your hands.”
The smile on Ning Fan’s face hadn’t fully blood before it froze instantly at Tielei’s next words.
“I will trap the Pharaoh, you take this opportunity to leave.”
“How cowardly can you be?”
Ning Fan was speechless, initially thinking Tielei was going to fight to the death thus entrusting soone here.
But to his surprise, Tielei still used that kind of shaless thod.
The Divine Battle Decree was a duel ritual witnessed by the Sun God.
But in Ning Fan’s view, it was a shaless tactic.
The Divine Battle Decree could forcibly drag enemies into a Divine Formation for a one-on-one duel.
Who is the referee? The Sun God.
Who is Tielei? The High Priest serving the Sun God.
In this duel where even the referee is one of our own, outsiders, no matter how strong, couldn’t defeat Tielei, the High Priest.
If one’s cultivation is weaker or the sa as Tielei’s, they’ll be exhausted to death by him.
If one’s cultivation is stronger than Tielei’s, they’ll be trapped until death by the Divine Formation, unless they can break the barrier of the Divine Battle Decree.
It’s an extrely repulsive tactic, truly speaking, Tielei is invincible in his stage.
Though he can’t kill above his stage, he can at least disgust the opponent.
The reason the Pharaoh controlled the Pyramid to attack was to avoid being trapped by the Divine Battle Decree, as it had left a shadow on him.
“Old fellow, you’re trying to use this move to push the Pharaoh away. Over my dead body!”
Thoughts flashed through Ning Fan’s mind, he suddenly pulled Wick to his side, with a flash of Flowing Light on his body, raising a Seven-Colored True Qi Protective Shield.
As Tielei wondered, he felt his body sway, leading to a loss of gravity.
At this mont, the Pyramid the Pharaoh was riding was already pressing down on the Temple.
Judging by the stance, it seed intent on crushing the Temple.
“Pfft…”
Tielei spat out a mouthful of blood mist, with a flash of Golden Light on his body, he communicated with the Thousand Year Eye Totem using heart and spirit.
The Temple’s sinking montum halted, and then ca a thunderous sound, as it shook like an earthquake.
Looking from afar, the Temple seed like a golden drill.
Rising to the sky, the Temple drilled a straight hole through the mountain-like Pyramid.
Seeing Wick’s terrified pale face, Ning Fan felt a stirring inside, slightly weakening the True Qi Protective Shield.
Pfft…
Pfft…
Two mouthfuls of blood splattered imdiately.
The only difference was, Ning Fan spat blood while Wick vomited black fragnts mixed with flesh.
Watching the heavily injured and feeble Wick, Tielei hastily shouted, “Wick, are you alright!”
“I’m fine, no threat to my life.”
After barely replying, Ning Fan, with a face like dead ash, gritted his teeth and infused more True Qi to solidify the protective shield.
“High Priest, there’s no ti to delay!”
Tielei gave Ning Fan a deep look and said solemnly, “Master Ning, you must protect Wick well!”
Listening to the advice and threat within Tielei’s words, Ning Fan replied seriously, “High Priest, rest assured, unless I die, otherwise…”
“No need to say more, I believe you.”
Tielei took a deep breath, calming his mind to steady the swaying Temple.
“You keep breaking my death flag. Old fellow, I can hardly handle this enthusiasm you have.”
Seeing Wick, barely alive, Ning Fan couldn’t help but feel a bit proud inside.
With a bang.
The Temple leapt upwards, drilling through the Pyramid from bottom to top, appearing on the highest platform.
“High Priest, you finally ca. I’ve been waiting for you for long.”
The Pharaoh still sat steadily, his eyes bearing a world-conquering aura.
“Divine Battle Decree!”
Upon hearing these four words, the Pharaoh’s expression changed several tis, showing both shock and fear, with a touch of anger.
Ultimately, he let out a sigh while grasping his scepter, waiting for guidance.
After two flashes of the golden chain, the Pharaoh was drawn into the Divine Formation.
“This old rascal!”
Looking at the “golden cage” in the void, Ning Fan sighed frustratedly, but soon his face showed a hint of joy.
The whistling wind reminded Ning Fan, the Pyramid was continuing its descent.
Ning Fan used True Qi to stimulate slightly, instantly waking Wick from his coma. Realizing the current situation, Wick instinctively panicked, “Grandpa save .”
Tielei, ever watchful of this side, saw the scene unfold and was scared witless.
With such weight, height, and speed upon impact with the ground, the resulting force could shatter even the Pyramid, let alone mortal flesh.
Realizing the danger, Ning Fan was moving with Wick, attempting to fly out of the impact range before collision.
But the Pyramid was too massive, and the vortices generated by its high-speed descent constantly dragged them within.
Ning Fan akin to a kite now, couldn’t break free from the Pyramid’s pull.
At such proximity, Ning Fan’s cultivation might withstand the impact, but Wick had absolutely no chance of escape.
Should Wick perish, the Muto Family would be utterly dood.
Within the Divine Formation, the Pharaoh was even more anxious than Tielei, “Old fellow, undo the Divine Formation already.”
“Are you certain you’ll only go after Ning Fan and won’t trouble the Muto Family?”
In a flash, Tielei made a choice. If Wick died, obtaining the Divine Seed was useless.
The now composed Pharaoh said indifferently, “You dare to negotiate with ?”
In pursuit of the Reincarnation Technique back then, the Pharaoh even plotted against his own brother, showing his determination.
Now seeing Ning Fan’s body in peril, the Pharaoh was naturally extrely anxious.
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