The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 1105 - 603

Qi Zai’s true form was quite conspicuous, so she quickly found the white figure lying on the ground amidst the rubble tens of ters away. Just now, these two explosions had also broken several columns of the main hall, and the fallen sand blocks had turned Qi Zai’s pure white feathers into a dirt yellow.

Her heart tightened, anxiously using transmission: "Qi Zai!"

When she escaped, she had used the corner of her eye to see that this kid took even longer than her to break free from the other’s entanglent, and he only had demonic power, far less potent than the divine power she possessed, so he was likely much more seriously injured than her.

Also, where was Yu Yingnan, where was the Nanming Lihuo Sword?

This explosion had made the Artifact Spirit of the Star-picking Tower extrely uncomfortable once again, and at this mont the floor began to shake again, making it difficult for anyone to stand. Moreover, although the Red Cloud Dun could devour the Mysterious Dragon Poison Fog, it was itself a very tiny and subtle life form, and almost all of it had been wiped out in such a world-shattering explosion.

With the Mysterious Dragon Mist losing its natural enemy, it slowly spread out once more, only this ti, its speed was much slower. Many of the guards of the Heavenly Residence had been bombed dead or injured, and now the scene was filled with alarms, surely another large wave of guards were on their way.

At this mont, she saw Qi Zai’s body move.

That guy was at least still alive! She was montarily pleased, but then saw his wings lift up, and a slender figure erged from underneath, blankly looking around.

Yu Yingnan? Ning Xiaoxian’s heart suddenly ached. When the explosion occurred, Qi Zai must have wrapped her in his wings, protecting her with all his might. The force of the explosion had been borne entirely by him, leading to his critical injuries. As for why this little Foundation Establishnt Stage cultivator was spared from the Divine Soul attack, Ning Xiaoxian’s gaze fell on the still glowing Nanming Lihuo Sword: "Could it be that this sword autonomously protected its master, saving her from death?"

She hurriedly rushed over, but upon nearing stopped: among the crumbled ruins, three figures stepped out beside Yu Yingnan, confronting her.

Fairy Han Qiong pulled her disciple behind her, facing Ning Xiaoxian with a frosty deanor: "What kind of thief dares to snatch my disciple?"

Standing beside her were the female junior master and Jin Wuhuan. Although the three used a Secret Technique to track Ning Xiaoxian, her speed was too fast, and they were quite far apart, adding to that the female junior master erected her most skilled defensive Barrier, thus they hadn’t suffered much damage.

Ning Xiaoxian also replied coldly: "What kind of thief dares to steal my Divine Sword?" Qi Zai was right under their feet, she dared not act rashly. As she finished speaking, her vision suddenly went white, a suffocating feeling arose in her chest, and a mouthful of fresh blood rushed up her throat, almost spurting out.

These were the injuries from both her body and Divine Soul acting up. But at this crucial mont, how could she show weakness in front of the enemy?

Ning Xiaoxian forcefully swallowed that mouthful of blood back.

She used the word "steal," full of accusation. Fairy Han Qiong was montarily stunned, asking, "What did you say?"

Ning Xiaoxian ripped off her mask, revealing a pale and delicate face: "I am the VIP of Box 732. The sword your disciple holds was bought by at a price of eighty-three million and five thousand Spirit Stones at auction. To move the sword without my consent, what is it if not theft?" Anyway, those who wished to kill her could already recognize her, so the mask offered little protection now.

Fairy Han Qiong’s slightly parted mouth left her speechless for a mont. This sword was indeed Bai Yujing’s auction item and truly bought with vast capital; how was she to refute this?

"Nonsense!" At this ti, a slightly sharp voice ca from behind the master, as Senior Sister Zhen, hiding behind the junior master, spoke, "Our Master Uncle has already divined through calculation, the Nanming Lihuo Sword should belong to my junior sister, otherwise why would this Divine Sword seek her out personally?"

This proud Divine Sword indeed recognized none other than Yu Yingnan. With such a reminder, Fairy Han Qiong’s back instantly straightened, just about to speak again, Ning Xiaoxian had already coldly laughed: "If soone in your sect has divined that the Divine Sword belongs to you, then it must be good. Coincidentally, my family also has experts in divination and calculation; before setting out this ti, he told that Jiuxiao Sect’s Treasure of the Sect, the Ocean Stabilizing Needle, is destined to be my opportunity. How do you all feel about that? How about you take the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and I’ll take the Ocean Stabilizing Needle?"