Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1389 - 1390: A Fleeting Moment of Beauty

Yang Fei looked at Houtu in shock, suddenly thinking of Dan Dan.

"So, every hundred years, the Dragon Race must return to youth, enter hibernation, and lose all their mories?"

Houtu nodded: "Exactly, it's all Divine Punishnt. Comparatively speaking, do you still think the Divine Punishnt humans suffer is heavy?"

Saying this, Houtu smiled.

"Moreover, humans are extrely smart. To fight against Divine Punishnt, they have devised many ways to deceive and overco it."

"For example, the Maoshan Taoist Sect's Substitution Technique, the Buddhist Sect's Golden Body, and so experts in swordsmanship who nurture their longswords with Essence Qi. After achieving Unity of Man and Sword, they transfer the Divine Punishnt to the sword, all of which can resist Divine Punishnt to so extent."

Yang Fei let out a long sigh and murmured: "Heaven and Earth are unkind, treating all things like straw dogs, indeed it's true."

Houtu raised her head, her eyes filled with a murderous aura.

"Throughout history, countless Great Saints and Great Masters have tried to unravel these abhorrent Heaven and Earth Rules, but all have failed, and the creatures of this land grow weaker."

"Humans had to develop technological civilization, but the more powerful external objects beco, the weaker the internal strength grows."

"When technological civilization reaches its peak and resources are exhausted, humanity's end will arrive."

Yang Fei nodded, resonating deeply, and smiled bitterly.

"Perhaps, even before resources are exhausted, humanity's greed will bring disaster upon themselves. One nuclear explosion could completely annihilate this land."

Houtu shook her head, laughing mockingly.

"Rest assured, this won't happen. Before resources are exhausted, those who set the Heaven and Earth Rules will never allow such a thing to occur."

"They still need the creatures of this land to offer their devotion for generations to co."

Yang Fei was taken aback, looking at Houtu with disbelief.

"Could it be that this land is controlled by human will?"

Houtu shook her head: "I don't know, these are just speculations from the Martial God and Witch Master back then. The Witch Master recorded their conversation in a small booklet..."

At this point, Houtu's voice beca a bit hoarse, and Yang Fei listened dazedly, seemingly lost in thought.

At this mont, hearing the irregularity in Houtu's voice, he glanced at her face and was imdiately shocked.

Houtu's face, once fair and smooth with long, black, and shiny hair, changed in just a few words to the point where Yang Fei couldn't recognize her.

Her skin seed to be drained of moisture, rapidly shriveling, becoming loose, with a large area covered in dense wrinkles.

Her previously clear and gentle eyes beca cloudy and aged, her lips parched, exposing her teeth.

anwhile, Houtu's hair suddenly turned gray, its color changing visibly to the naked eye.

Houtu, being a True Martial Master, though the Wu Clan aged quickly, had abundant and pure Qi-Blood, making her younger and more beautiful than the average girl.

But at this mont, in an instant, Houtu transford from a youthful beauty into an old woman with gray hair.

Divine Punishnt!

Again, it's Divine Punishnt!

Yang Fei stared at Houtu, dumbfounded, feeling unprecedented shock.

For the first ti, he deeply felt the terrifying and cruel nature of Divine Punishnt.

This astonishing change was unnoticed by Houtu, who continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

Yang Fei noticed with horror that with every word Houtu spoke, she aged and weakened.

Her hair turned from black to gray, gray to white, finally resembling snow.

"Houtu Sister, stop talking..."

Yang Fei couldn't help but say, turning his head, unable to continue watching.

Anyone would find it hard to bear to see a vibrant young woman age instantly before their eyes.

Houtu, still oblivious to her transformation, looked at Yang Fei strangely.

"Weren't you the one who wanted to speak? I don't even know if these secrets are true."

"But the Witch Master recorded them, there must be a reason. It's always beneficial for you young people to listen..."

Yang Fei forced himself to look at her aged face, speaking with pain and guilt.

"Houtu Sister, stop speaking, it's all true."

These legends, Yang Fei originally didn't believe in them, as they seed too fantastical.

But at this mont, Houtu's plight had proven to Yang Fei that it was all true.

Seeing Yang Fei frowning in pain, Houtu couldn't help but smile.

"I haven't even finished speaking, and you already believe..."

Plunk!

At this point, Houtu's tooth suddenly fell out of her mouth.

Houtu was stunned, as a True Martial Master with abundant Qi-Blood, after Muscle-Tendon Strengthening, her teeth wouldn't simply fall out, unless...

Houtu thought of a possibility and was shocked, reaching to touch her face.

Yang Fei grabbed Houtu's hand, his eyes turning red.

"Houtu Sister, listen to , in my heart, you are always the most beautiful and youthful."

Houtu struggled but found her strength completely gone, her Essence Qi entirely depleted.

A trendous fear overwheld Houtu's heart. She struggled and scread.

"What's happening? Let go, give a mirror!"

Yang Fei held her hand tightly, and at that mont, Houtu watched as Yang Fei gripped her arm.

Houtu's arm, once fair and plump like lotus roots, was now loose-skinned, yellowish with black spots, covered in unsightly age spots.

Houtu was stunned, her lips trembling, her entire body shivering.

After a mont, she used all her strength to break free from Yang Fei's hand, urgently rummaging through her bag for a small mirror.

Yang Fei sighed helplessly, closing his eyes, unable to bear the cruel scene.

"Ah!"

The next second, Houtu let out an extrely shrill scream, staring at the old woman in the mirror, terrified and in disbelief.

"Who is this? Who is this? I don't recognize her..."

She threw the mirror far away, collapsed to the ground, scrambling back in a panic as if escaping from a devil.

"Houtu Sister..."

Unbearable, Yang Fei approached to help her up, but Houtu pushed him away.

She buried her face in the rough yellow sand, screaming madly and hysterically.

"Go away, leave , don't look at , please, don't look at my face."

Houtu's cries alard everyone, including Nuannuan and the Old Witch Master, who rushed over.

Yang Fei removed his coat, covering Houtu's face and upper body, blocking the view of the others: "Stay back!"

The fading of a beauty is one of the cruelest things in the world that Yang Fei could only prevent others from seeing.

However, despite Yang Fei's quick actions, Nuannuan had already seen Houtu's appearance.

She let out a cry of surprise: "What is... this?"

The next second, Yang Fei covered her mouth with his hand.