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Chapter 662

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"He won't die." Compared to Ya's astonishment, Kun was a lot calmer.

One and a half levels?

Indeed, the Nirvana Tower had a magical mechanism. Those who stepped into the first and a half levels could never return to the so-called right path.

What was the right path then?

It was common knowledge that the Nirvana Tower was divided into 99 levels, corresponding to the 10 stages of human evolution, including the pre-Purple Moon Warriors.

The normal path would lead from the first level to the second level, and so on until the 99th level.

Tang Ling had reached the first and a half levels, so the next time, he would reach the second and a half levels, or even the third and a half levels. In short, even if he cleared the entire Nirvana Tower, he would never return to the normal levels. In other words, he would always be stuck in the cracks.

It sounded strange, but it was not entirely a bad thing. Even during the most glorious era, only a handful of people knew that the real Nirvana Tower had 99 and a half levels!

In other words, the real peak of the Nirvana Tower was 99 and a half levels, not 99!

Only those who triggered the hidden mechanism of the Nirvana Tower could reach 99 and a half levels!

"He won't die?" Ya was serious. There was a tinge of unnoticeable despair on his face. The one with the highest chance of survival had triggered the hidden mechanism! Only Kun, the madman, believed that Tang Ling would not die. Judging from his expression, he might even think it was a good thing.

Kun turned a deaf ear to what Ya said. He flipped the pages of the book in front of him and said, "Amazing. In the historical records, only three people have triggered the hidden mechanism. The first one reached the 66th and a half level, the second one reached the 37th and a half level, and the third one reached the 11th and a half level."

Ya's face turned sour when he heard that. As a matter of fact, Kun knew about the history of the Nirvana Tower. Every time the hidden mechanism was triggered, it would be a big deal.

"It's better than Tang Ling not matching with the Nirvana Tower, right?" Kun turned to Ya with an indescribable gaze.

"Are the Silver Wings that scary? They aren't scary at all! In the past, all they could do was crawl under our feet. " Kun continued to talk to Ya. Judging from his expression, he was more like talking to himself than talking to Ya.

Looking at Kun's reaction, Ya somehow felt sad in his heart. It was an unfamiliar emotion, but maybe because of the long years and the many ups and downs he had experienced, the emotion still appeared in his heart.

He sighed and walked over to Kun, placing his hand on Kun's shoulder.

Kun was surprised. It was the first time he and Ya were so intimate since they knew each other.

"I know, maybe you are even more desperate and sad than I am. As a matter of fact, was it not reasonable for Tang Ling to trigger the hidden mechanism? After all, he has the Perfect Genetic Chain … "Ya sounded a little incoherent.

Kun pushed Ya's hand away and looked at Kun strangely. "What are you trying to say?"

"What I want to say is that before this, I would rather Tang Ling not be compatible with the Nirvana Tower because without the Nirvana Tower, Tang Ling can still grow. After all, the Nirvana Pagoda was not a necessary condition to become an expert. Although … "

"Nonsense! Without the Nirvana Tower, Tang Ling will have more opportunities. "Kun squinted at Ya.

"Ah, that's what I want to say. Since you believe that Tang Ling won't die and that he will be the one to carry the hope, then I too believe in him. It's … It's … "Ya stuttered.

"You believe in what? Tang Ling is the one I discovered. Go away! "Kun grumbled before he turned around. His eyes were filled with a tinge of gratitude.

**

One and a half floors.

The Silverwing clan?

Tang Ling had no idea that the situation that he was facing had sparked a few rounds of discussion between Kun and Ya.

All he knew was that the totem on the door had triggered endless hatred and burning battle intent in him.

Given Tang Ling's intelligence, how could he not know that the upcoming battle was most likely related to the creature in front of him?

If that was the case, Tang Ling extended his hand and placed it on the door.

The door was cold to the touch, and it was at that moment that Tang Ling heard an ancient and solemn voice.

"The Silverwing clan. The lowest of the Heavenly Wings.

Remember history. Remember that our bloodline will always be tenacious and endless.

One day, we will surpass our enemies and march to the end of time. "

Tang Ling was stunned. Then, an urge to cry rose in his heart. He knew nothing. Based on the books that he had read, there was no such history.

After the voice subsided, the words on the door shone brightly. The light flickered and Tang Ling recognized the unfamiliar words at once. It was the Silverwing clan.

"Hmm, the Silverwing clan!" Tang Ling repeated the words in his heart. Then, a victorious will rose in his heart.

With a creak, the door opened.

Tang Ling sauntered into the space behind the door. Before he could clearly see what was before him, he felt a heatwave assaulting his face.

Where is this place? Tang Ling stopped, and the door that was left wide open was shut as well.

Tang Ling did not react at all. Instead, he was attracted by a series of sobs.

Before them was a huge karst cavern. It appeared no different from the caverns of this planet, but high above it were stone platforms that resembled floating islands. Faint-silver liquid mixed with specks of fiery light cascaded down from the stone platforms, contrasting with the large patches of silver-colored, fiery, moss-like creatures on the ground of the karst cavern.

Putting aside the temperature, this was definitely a very strange scene that made people feel an absolutely different kind of atmosphere.

However, Tang Ling was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery. He was still searching for the source of the sobs.

The owner of the sobs did not try to hide herself, so Tang Ling soon found a figure beside the pond in the karst cave.

The figure was very graceful. The creature on the door seemed to have the perfect golden ratio, and compared to the totem patterns on the door, the living one should be her. It made her even more charming.

Tang Ling carefully and quietly took a few steps forward before he stood still on the other side of the pond.

The pond was not the one that Tang Ling was familiar with either. It was still silver and sparks.

It was beautiful and dazzling!

Tang Ling was not sure what kind of strange creature was in the pond, but he was interested in it as if he was curious about everything.

The figure was still sobbing on and off. Around 20 seconds later, she turned around while sobbing.

It was a beautiful face. Other than the glowing red eyes and the paler face, she was basically no different from a human.

With the golden ratio, even if a creature like her grew a little, it would not be ugly.

Especially now, her already beautiful face had a kind of delicate and pitiful look. Coupled with the pair of transparent butterfly-shaped wings on her back with silver patterns, she had a kind of flirtatious charm.

"You're finally here." Tang Ling did not say anything, but the Silver-Winged woman spoke. She slowly stood up and opened her arms, revealing her body in a silver tight suit. Then, she looked at Tang Ling.

Tang Ling did not say anything. He tilted his head and sized her up.

"Kill me. I've been waiting for too long. I only hope that death can embrace me." The Silver-Winged woman looked calm but sincere.

"How long have you been waiting?" Tang Ling did not make a move. Instead, he walked around with his hands in his pockets as if he was taking a stroll around the pond.

He was really taking a stroll without any precaution.

"It's been so long that I've learned your language. How long do you think it's been?" As she spoke, a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Isn't it great to be alive? Are you sure you want to die? "Tang Ling curled his lips into a smile and squinted his eyes.

"Maybe I don't deserve death because I'm not sure if I can be considered a living being. Maybe I'm just created and waiting for you to fight. I hope to be destroyed. "The woman did not seem to want to hide anything.

"Fine. Stand there and don't move. I'll fulfill your wish. Hmm, what's your weakness? Can you tell me? "Tang Ling did not reject anymore and drew the Blood Bulrush Sword.

In order to fight more conveniently, Tang Ling did not shrink the Blood Bulrush Sword into his palm.

"The head, the heart, the abdomen … Aren't they all weaknesses? If you don't believe me, just go for the head. Any living being that has their head destroyed will be severely injured even if they don't die. "The woman was very calm.

"Fine then. I feel sorry for you, but the best way to feel sorry for you is to kill you, "Tang Ling said.

Right after his words subsided, Tang Ling tossed the Blood Bulrush Sword out. With his current strength and Precise Instinct, even though he was 87 meters away from the Silver-Winged woman, if he wanted to, if the woman's head did not have a grade S alloy or higher defense, she would never be able to block the Blood Bulrush Sword or dodge it.

As expected, the woman did not dodge. The Blood Bulrush Sword that Tang Ling tossed out was extremely fast and it created a sonic boom.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Bulrush Sword was already in front of the woman's head and was about to plunge into her head.

At that moment, a strange smile appeared on the face of the Silver Wing Clan's woman.

However, to its surprise, the 1.2 meter long Blood Bulrush Sword suddenly shrunk into a palm-sized sword that was less than 20 centimeters long.

At the same time, the sword released a stream of flame that flew towards the woman's face.

The woman was astonished, but in the next moment, she raised her hand and grabbed the flame in front of her. She also raised her other hand and grabbed a stream of silver liquid that fell from the stone platform. The silver liquid splashed, but the flame inside was preserved.

With a wave of her hand, the two streams of flame merged and flew towards Tang Ling as fast as the Blood Bulrush Sword.

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