Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1836 - 1837: Jianmu (Part 1)

Christina speculated that the power within Yang Fei's body might only be the power of the Nine-Rank Lotus he possessed.

The Nine-Rank Lotus can bring great fortune and luck, but it cannot bring soone back to life.

Yang Fei's life disappeared, but this Nine-Rank Lotus did not vanish.

Therefore, it created the illusion that Yang Fei was still alive.

Thinking of this, Christina couldn't help but sigh silently.

Looking at An Zichen's heartbroken appearance, Christina couldn't bear to speak the truth.

Not far away, the Sword Emperor walked over, looking at Yang Fei, who showed no signs of life, with deep resentnt.

"Zeus, this guy, is near death, and I don't know what magical treasure he used, but he escaped. We won't let him go."

The Sword Emperor's reminder snapped Xue Mingtai out of his grief.

"Right, Yang Fei is seriously injured, and we can't let anything happen to Ancestral Master grandfather."

"We must catch up quickly, or else this guy may turn desperate and do harm to Ancestral Master grandfather!"

Xue Mingtai's reminder shocked everyone, and they all stood up imdiately.

An Zichen looked blankly at Yang Fei, her cold face full of deep emotion.

"You all go, I will stay here with Yang Fei. I know he will wake up."

Xue Mingtai sighed and took hold of An Zichen.

"Co with us, bring Yang Fei. It's too dangerous for you to be alone if you encounter Zeus."

Although Zeus was beaten to the brink of death by Yang Fei, who knows how many tricks this guy still has up his sleeve.

If he can restore thirty percent of his power, An Zichen won't be his match.

In the Spiritual Domain, Zeus is invincible, and it's quite dangerous for An Zichen to guard Yang Fei alone.

An Zichen, an intelligent girl, imdiately understood Xue Mingtai's intention, nodded slightly, and stood up.

Right away, the Sword Emperor carried Yang Fei, Christina led the way, and Xue Mingtai and An Zichen covered the rear.

The group pursued in the direction Zeus escaped.

In this great battle, everyone was seriously injured, especially Christina, who was the most severe.

Christina's rib cage was nearly broken by Zeus's heavy blow, and her internal organs were torn.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have died hundreds of tis over.

However, the resilience of a Spiritual Martial Arts Master surpasses ordinary people by hundreds of tis, and the speed of recovery is astonishing.

In just half an hour, Christina's injuries had already improved by half.

Her previously shattered internal organs were gradually healing.

In comparison, the Sword Emperor's injuries were extrely serious.

His longsword was destroyed, his previously invincible Sword Intent was frustrated, and his Martial Will was severely battered.

Such internal injuries are more challenging to heal than physical injuries and cannot be recovered quickly.

Zeus's injuries were similar to those of the Sword Emperor; his Essence-ford wings were completely dismantled by Yang Fei's thunderous ans.

For Zeus, this was ten tis more severe than body injuries. Even if his internal wounds heal, his martial arts cultivation would inevitably fall.

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen were also injured, but for both, these injuries were negligible.

Although Zeus fled, Christina was able to keenly sense his aura.

No matter how he tried to conceal himself, the fluctuating traces of Heaven and Earth Vital Energy where he passed could not be completely eradicated.

Christina, sensing the abnormal fluctuations of Heaven and Earth Vital Energy and the faint scent of blood in the air, led the group toward the center.

The group drew closer and closer to the Heavenly Pillar in the center, and the bloody scent in the air beca stronger.

Eventually, even the three mbers of Xue Mingtai understood.

Zeus had already fled towards the Heavenly Pillar at the center of the God Ruins, and Old Master Wang might very well be on top of the pillar.

Nobody dared to relax for a second and rushed towards the central Heavenly Pillar.

The central Heavenly Pillar seed not far, but the group had walked for four or five hours and only saw a gigantic shadow.

As they walked closer, the shadow of the central Heavenly Pillar grew larger.

Eventually, the group's vision was filled with this gigantic pillar.

This pillar was hundreds of tis larger than any building on Earth the group had seen.

As the four walked on, they were increasingly astonished.

Seven or eight hours later, they could finally vaguely make out the enormous black shadow of the central Heavenly Pillar, casting down, covering the sky and earth.

After walking for another two hours, the ruin stretching hundreds of miles finally ended, and a cliff thousands of feet high appeared beneath their feet.

As the sea of clouds surged, the group reached the edge of the cliff and looked down, astonished, and speechless.

It turned out, this gigantic pillar, towering between heaven and earth, was not a pillar at all, but an indescribably large ancient tree.

The tree roots were obscured by the vast sea of fog under the cliff, their location unclear.

Above the heavens, one could faintly make out the outlines of the enormous treetop.

The treetop was so high and distant from the ground, it was barely visible, like gazing at the moon from Earth.

The so-called Heavenly Pillar they saw was rely a segnt of the tree trunk protruding from the clouds and mist.

The ancient and rugged trunk was like it was cast from bronze, occasionally sprouting branches and leaves, with vivid green moss.

The whole world was brimming with vigorous vitality.

The group exchanged glances, completely overwheld by this colossal tree.

Who would believe such a miracle if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

At this mont, a face slowly erged on the tree trunk.

The face appeared as if carved in relief, with compassionate eyes, a long beard, and full of wrinkles.

Everyone was taken aback; Christina guarded her companions, preparing for the worst.

The face on the tree wore a friendly smile, yet radiated an imnse invisible authority, letting out a soft sigh.

"Living beings, why have you co here?"

Xue Mingtai, well-read and knowledgeable, although surprised, was still able to speak.

He stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"Junior Xue Mingtai greets the elder. I wonder if you've seen an injured young man or an old man?"

The face on the tree showed a hint of emotion.

"So it is you. Zeus has already been injured by you and is now at the Altar of Thousand Gods."

"As for the old man you seek, he is unhard and has even gained significant benefit."

"I will send you to find him shortly. Shall we agree to withdraw for now?"

Xue Mingtai and the others exchanged looks.

Yang Fei sacrificed his life to severely wound Zeus, an excellent opportunity to eliminate this demon.

If they retreated now, none of them would be willing, even if a thousand tis over.

An Zichen stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"Elder, one of us is seriously injured. Can you save him? If only you can..."

Before she finished, the tree's ancient face suddenly changed greatly.

"Wicked one, hurry to the Altar of Thousand Gods. If Zeus obtains my Essence of Life, it will be a catastrophic disaster; quickly go and stop him."