Chapter 1150: Chapter 1184: Third Layer of the Prison: “Resurrection Lily
“Unfortunately, you have no chance now!”
Jia Zhenjing shouted, his sharp fingertips mixed with a violent gust, piercing through the powerful resistance of space with a crackle.
“No!!! I, the Clay King, will not die! You cannot kill !”
The Clay King’s eyes were red, his voice was harsh and hoarse as he roared.
But he felt the strong aura of the Holy War Angel from his opponent.
This, how is this possible? Could it be that the Holy War Angel has also co to the Dark Prison?
“Puh—”
The Finger Light sliced through the air, carving a deep bloody hole across the Clay King’s chest.
“How can you have the aura of the Holy War Angel on you?” Having dodged a fatal blow, the Clay King’s wounds quickly healed, his gaze fierce, revealing an incredulous expression.
Just now, he thought it was truly the descent of the Holy War Angel, but in the end, he realized this was not the Holy War Angel’s aura at all; it was clearly transmitted from this guy in front of him.
When the Holy War Angel stord the Dark Prison years ago, nearly half of the kings inside were beaten half to death by the Holy War. To this day, the Clown King and others still shudder at the mory, and every ti they recall that scene, both the Clown King and the Clay King feel a chill snaking through their bones.
“Want to know? You can, after I twist your head off, you’ll find out.” Jia Zhenjing sneered repeatedly: “Monkey, obediently surrender, or else, beware you’ll be beaten so bad you’ll have a hard ti even crying.”
“Don’t call a monkey!!!” The Clay King was furious, his face darkened, wishing he could peel their skin off.
“A monkey is just a monkey, could a monkey want to pretend to be human?”
“Tell , how can you have the aura of the Holy War Angel?”
The Clay King roared repeatedly, not because he feared Jia Zhenjing, but he was very afraid of the Holy War. Back then, he was nearly beaten to death. So the scent of a Holy War makes him extrely sensitive.
As if seizing the Clay King’s weakness, Jia Zhenjing laughed and said: “Do you think the strength of the three of us can just break through the First Layer? The Clown King is so formidable, might as well tell you, the Holy War Angel is nearby. If you’re not afraid to die, you can give it a try.”
“Your grandfather’s grandmother’s grandfather! Until we et again～! No! Until we never et again!”
The Clay King’s peculiar eyes turned, imitating Jia Zhenjing’s catchphrase, turned around, leaped to the edge of a breach, then jumped into the depths of the prison…
“Hey! We haven’t finished fighting yet?”
Jia Zhenjing chased after him, only to find that the Clay King had already jumped to the depths, not even leaving a trace.
“Did he just jump down like that?”
The old man rushed up, looking down into the pitch-black abyss, who knows if jumping down would an death or not?
“Not even willing to live on facing death?” Nangong Shui’s gaze was filled with doubt, staring at Jia Zhenjing and asking, “Old Jia, exactly what aura of Holy War do you carry? Why is he so afraid? Not even willing to stay alive.”
“He won’t die so easily. I estimate the Holy War must have been here before.”
“Been here before? That’s impossible! This place is extrely dangerous, and even the three of us have just broken through to the Second Layer. Are you saying the Holy War ca here earlier? But that’s unscientific?” The old man has been here for a full five years. He isn’t clear about what is hidden in here. If soone dared to storm here, it wouldn’t be simple.
At the very least, with combat power and cultivation as strong as the Clown King and the Clay King, and being familiar with the environnt here, storming the Dark Prison is not sothing done by re words.
“Been here! Must have been. Because this Protective Armor on my chest was personally gifted to by the Holy War back then, during the fight just now, it’s likely the aura on the armor attracted his attention, that’s how he sensed the Holy War Angel’s aura.” Jia Zhenjing touched the armor on his chest, it was personally gifted by the Holy War Angel during the Greece Wilderness back then, although it does not have much effect, it’s defensively still possible to deal with ordinary experts.
Especially for soone like the Clay King, as soon as he found out there’s an aura of the Holy War on it, he was so scared he nearly wet his pants.
“So that’s how it is. No wonder he was so scared just now, it turns out Old Jia you were hiding private information. We were just worried for you.” Nangong Shui was speechless.
The combat power and cultivation of the Clay King are even stronger than that of the Dark Angel, if not for the Protective Armor playing a role at the critical mont, who knows what terrifying things could have happened?
“So how do we proceed now? Shall we continue deeper, or retreat completely?” Nangong Shui realized that the upcoming barriers might be even more terrifying than they imagined, if they continue deeper, they are sure to face setbacks.
It might even cost them their lives. Just one Clown King already made them exhaust their efforts. Plus, the strength of the Clay King also left them at a loss. If another king of such level appears next, the three of them would have no power to resist.
“This is it, continuing deeper has no benefit for us, retreating completely is the best course.” After contemplating for a while, Jia Zhenjing finally spoke: “Let’s go! We need to leave this devilish place now, no delays.”
With that, he took the lead and swiftly ran backward.
“Ca and now want to leave? Isn’t it too easy?”
Suddenly!
In the pitch-black, five-fingered space, strange and eerie sounds echoed.
The soundwave was strong, making eardrums ache with its intensity.
“Here it cos again!”
Their footsteps halted, sharp eyes sweeping through the dark dim space around them.
“Could we have already entered the Third Layer!!”
Inquiringly, the old man with sharp observative ability instantly saw through the unusualness of this space.
Suddenly!
The dark passage they saw in front of them began to warp and alter little by little.
“Watch out!”
Jia Zhenjing roared, pulling back Nangong Shui who was about to step out.
Buzzing—
Space trembled, the intense gusts greatly increasing the temperature.
What appeared before them was an endless Fla Sea!
Rolling flas leaped and tumbled, suddenly the fiery sea stirred up, burning the cooler air with a hissing noise, blue smoke swirling.
Looking out, the Fla Sea was so vast, it was nearly impossible to see the end.
Moreover, the temperature was extrely high, even throwing a small stone in would likely be burnt to ashes.
At this mont—
In the center of the Fla Sea, a small azure-green flower gradually surfaced from below, its petals were flawless and vivid, the green so lush it seed like a freshly blood flower.
“Bi An Flower!”
The old man’s brow furrowed, recognizing the peculiar flower at a glance.
“Be careful! This is an illusion! It’s impossible for this Fla Sea to appear here, that Bi An Flower is a fake!”
Relying on intuition, and exceptional senses.
Jia Zhenjing saw at once what was wrong with the verdant flower.
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