Chapter 891: Chapter 713: Kunxu Funeral, Zhang Yu Takes Control_4
Heavenly Kill True Monarch stared intently at True Monarch Xian Yin and the others, saying, “You have already had your Mana and Magic Remains temporarily suppressed by . Relying solely on your Nascent Souls and Magic Treasures, there’s no way you can win.”
“Surrender. It’s your wisest choice right now. The power of Wanfa shouldn’t be wasted here.”
anwhile, many cultivators outside sensed the changes happening inside.
Jin Jun, who ca in as a visitor, exclaid, “What happened just now?”
To the Golden Core Cultivators who couldn’t see the Nascent Souls, it seed like one mont True Monarch Xian Yin and the others were surrounding the corpse, and the next mont they all sat down on the ground, then the corpse ca back to life.
Bei Wufeng frowned, looking at the two opposing sides, saying, “Sothing isn’t right.”
Beside him, Yan Qianji said in astonishnt, “The Spirit Realm Network is down too.”
Feeling the pressure emanating from Miao Shou True Monarch and others inside, and seeing the Magic Treasures being raised, Jin Jun and the others turned pale: “Are they going to start fighting here?”
The thought of many Nascent Soul True Monarchs erupting in a fierce conflict made them seem as though they could already see themselves dying in the aftermath.
In the next mont, surging pressure erupted from the positions of the two factions’ Nascent Souls, like two active volcanoes simultaneously erupting inside, all kinds of Magic Treasures and Cultivation Techniques shining brightly, about to engulf everyone.
At this mont, a figure stepped forward to stand between both sides.
Barely making out the blurred figure, Jin Jun hesitated, “Zhu Yi True Monarch?”
The next mont, as the figure clasped his hands together, darkness began to spread outward from his palms.
Next, the radiance from the many Magic Treasures transford into winding curves, forming a spiral as they converged towards Zhang Yu’s palms.
“Everyone…”
As Zhang Yu’s words flashed on everyone’s Eye Remains, the next mont… darkness completely engulfed Zhang Yu’s body and then began to perate in all directions.
Where the darkness passed, the lightning, force, Sword Qi, Mana, Magic Treasures released by many Nascent Soul strong persons were all swallowed up one by one.
The hall that originally should have been dazzlingly bright enough to illuminate every inch of the corpse, suddenly plunged into pure darkness.
Jin Jun tried hard to open his eyes but found he could see nothing at all.
He tried to open his mouth wide but found he couldn’t make a sound, and couldn’t hear a thing.
He tried to activate his Eye Remains, only to find they had no signal at all.
Even the Heavenly Sun Divine he released, blazed with brilliance one mont, the next mont streams of fire appeared in spirals, cascading into the darkness ahead.
That military-level Magic Treasure imdiately seed to be drawn in and disappeared without a trace.
Jin Jun could no longer connect to Heavenly Sun Divine through the Spirit Realm, as if that military-level Magic Treasure had fallen into another dinsion, completely losing contact with him.
At that mont, Jin Jun only felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, seemingly severed from all connections to the outside world.
There was even a mont he strongly suspected he might already be dead from the aftermath of the Nascent Soul fight.
Not just Jin Jun, beside him Bei Wufeng, Yan Qianji felt the sa. They felt that no matter how they struggled, whatever power they unleashed, whatever Magic Treasure they called out, it seed destined to be sucked into the bottomless darkness before them.
Maybe it was a mont, maybe it was an eternity.
In this world devoid of light, sound, or signal, Jin Jun had no idea how much ti had passed when the darkness finally dissipated and light once again appeared before his eyes.
At the sa ti, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs who were just about to engage in a battle had stopped all actions, retracting all their presence, showing not a trace of the previous fight.
Only Zhang Yu stood between the sides, both hands outstretched, palms each holding a cube.
Each of these cubes was ford by Space Barriers, the cube in Zhang Yu’s left hand shimred with intense light, seeming to contain wind and thunder, carrying destructive power.
The cube in Zhang Yu’s right hand glowed with treasure light, wherein faintly one could see various Magic Treasures roiling and boiling.
“Everyone, can we talk now?”
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