Countless purple thunders and lightning blast through the ground, intertwining with the thunder below at the sa ti. Inch by inch, they envelop the area where the Bone Spirit Blue Eagle Sculpture is located. A few breaths later, the land struck by thunder turns into a field of blackened earth.
Ye Fengsheng stands there, slightly furrowing his brows, but saying nothing further. He feels an exceptional power within these purple thunders, more potent than the destruction and silent aura carried by regular sky thunders. For the Bone Spirit Blue Eagle, it's a near cataclysm.
Initially, I wanted to use the Green Bone Eagle to test my abilities. Now, I fear even this Immortal entity can't withstand the purple thunder.
But it won't end. Ye Feng looks up at the sky, yellow clouds surging, thunders flashing.
His hand slowly extends, lifts his head, Ye Fengsheng takes a deep breath, and suddenly clenches his fist.
The sky is filled with roaming yellow clouds. Thunder roars. Torrential rain pours down. It falls from the sky. It weaves with the purple lightning net below. Instantly, countless blasts. Lightning. Sharp howls and wails. Gray and brown smoke mingles amidst the colossal bones. Finally, it turns to dust within the lightning net. It won't disappear, look.
The purple thunder cos and goes quickly. Ye Fengsheng waits for a while until all the smoke vanishes.
He slowly walks to the edge of the pit where the body lies, looks down at the place of the skull, slightly furrowing his brows.
After experiencing a loss from the Green Bone carving, Ye Fengsheng naturally won't act rashly. The heart detox formula within him is at work. He carefully perceives the chaos within, then raises his hand, envelops his palm in purple light, slowly descends, dragging it through the air, and probing into the pit below.
A mont later, guided by the thunder and rain, two invisible blue flas appear before Ye Fengsheng, ripples flicker in his eyes. Ye Fengsheng scans the sea of fire, feeling the endless hatred, sorrow, and righteous indignation within. Ye Fengsheng is slightly shocked, glancing towards the position of Kunlun.
I don't know if the Kunlun People know, the lord of the Netherworld is Qingzhi, a disciple of Kunlun, or for so other reason. I worry the Kunlun People are weary of the ways of the past great society, even to the extent of being unable to coexist. Otherwise, how would such a descent occur.
On Qilian Mountain, the vast and earth-shattering movent is not to be missed by the thousands who co to Yangzhou seeking fortune. It's like the movent of the earth, naturally relating to the thunder happenings in the last few days. Because of this, when Ye Fengsheng returned to the city, the whole city still imrsed in the shocking turmoil of the square.
The streets and alleys filled with people. n, won, old and young all pointing to the horizon. Despite the approaching night, almost no one wants to leave.
The young man wears tattered clothes he just picked up from outside the city. Barely covering his wound, the wound reopens and has again been blasted. He walks past the city folks unaware of how many have passed by.
This behavior clearly mismatched with the crowd gathering in the street. Though, most in the city failed to realize, solely due to the fearso sky movent, such a strange individual has walked by. I suppose it's true, in such a scene they may never see once in a lifeti, all they think about is whether Qilian's Immortal will arrive in the mortal realm, if their chance has co, and who will pass by.
After all, they are here in Yangzhou seeking opportunities! Not caring about this is indeed odd!
Ye Fengsheng acts against the trend. When he returns to the hotel, he happens to et the small owner of the second-floor restaurant coming out the door. Passing by, Ye Fengsheng nods at him.
"You..."
As he goes upstairs, he stops, staring at Ye Fengsheng's back. The small owner at last dares not approach.
What happened? Earlier on the second floor, he saw Immortal Ye Fengsheng from different stairs. He had so thoughts. He hurried downstairs to find the young Immortal, wondering if he might have a chance. A young Immortal passes by, first nodding at him, which makes him feel he's lost his manners. For a mont, he even forgets the words he prepared.
"Pat!"
A loud slap draws the attention of those around. He looks strangely at the one who slapped him, such a ruthless hand. Those nearby assu they've t a lunatic, and despite their swift departure, continue to gaze towards Qilian.
They don't understand because they've never experienced such an event. After first seeing Ye Fengsheng, the restaurant owner decides not to let the sa thing happen to him. He didn't expect the second opportunity to co so fast, yet he missed it again!
How could he not be frustrated! People grow angry, angry as iron can't refine steel! He hates himself!
At the sa ti, Tian Yu, who missed Ye Fengsheng in the corridor, shows the sa emotion as the restaurant owner downstairs. Though he won't slap himself, he will undoubtedly find a way to vent his anger upon return based on her temperant.
"By the way,"
Ye Fengsheng passes by Tian Yu, stops, looks back at Tian Yu: "Do you know where the Xu Siyu family lives?"
Tian Yu is slightly surprised. She didn't expect Ye Fengsheng to ask her about another woman's residence. Fortunately, after returning that evening, she conducted a special investigation. So she nods: "The Xu Family has a large connection network in Yangzhou, Xu Siyu is of the Xu Family..."
Ye Fengsheng gestures her to stop, saying: "If it's convenient, take there later."
"Good, good!"
Tian Yu hesitates for a mont, then hurriedly nods: "I'll co to find you later."
Ye Feng nods and turns back to his room.
After sending off Eagle and others, Ying Luo returns to her room. However, her heart is still slightly uneasy. After all, Ye Fengsheng, in her understanding, possesses the power of the Boundary Altar Scripture, its imposing strength capable of killing all Kunlun Masters from the Source Sound Scripture. She must have paid a great price. When Ye Fengsheng said there was sothing to do, she worried whether Ye Fengsheng, at the end of his life, was exhausted, wishing to die alone in solitude.
Initially, she didn't want to agree, but Ye Fengsheng left too swiftly, with Eagle and others becoming burdens. She truly couldn't abandon those three to chase after Ye Fengsheng, causing her to feel uneasy after returning to Yangzhou in her room.
"I solved the Bone Spirit Green Eagle, Kunlun is no more. Those cultivators from Qilian were all scared by today. Perhaps they won't dare find trouble with you again. Utilize these days, you can make your team slightly reckless, but don't go too far. Take it once you see it, to avoid trouble."
Ye Fengsheng says to the woman by the bed upon entering the room.
When the woman turns to look, there's a trace of joy and excitent.
It's hard to say Ye Fengsheng hasn't truly experienced the magic within. If it weren't for the two elders of the major family, he likely wouldn't know about Ye's fate. But now that he knows, many things will start to focus and rally, because the mysteries of Qi Yun and mysterious matters are never calculable by ordinary people or any cultivator. Even if they arrange formations like Kunlun Leader to plunder others' wealth, it requires a lengthy process.
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