Wang Hua was stunned for a moment. He was intimidated by Wu Qiyue's cold and noble temperament. He secretly swallowed his saliva and said to himself, "A fresh flower stuck in cow dung."
He immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
One had to know that this demoness was temperamental. No one dared to provoke her. Even You Ye, who was ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List, had to yield to her.
As for the person ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List …
Everyone looked up and saw a man in a long azure robe leaning against a towering ancient tree with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
That pair of cold eyes had been staring at the circle of light in the square all this time, not moving at all for the past three days.
The news that Yang Qingxuan had stayed in the Void Heaven Ancient Road for three days spread like wildfire. You Ye immediately rushed over.
He had been leaning against the tree for three days as if he was meditating.
Fu Zhuo also whispered, "What's there to see? All the teachers and students were so nervous. It turns out that he was hanging inside."
The other students also agreed with this view. Many of them felt bored and left after watching for a while.
Wu Qiyue's cold and clear face suddenly revealed a smile. She muttered to herself, "Yang Qingxuan, you actually got such a great opportunity. After this trip to the Void Heaven Ancient Road, I'm afraid that you will be able to compete for the Hidden Dragon List."
Yellow sand and a gloomy sky were reflected in those azure eyes. Terrifying golden lightning continuously struck down from the sky like golden snakes, striking Yang Qingxuan's body.
The whole process lasted for three days. The lightning finally ran out of energy and began to disperse in the sky.
A ray of light pierced through the clouds and shone on Yang Qingxuan's handsome face.
Soon after, the clouds parted and the dark clouds scattered, restoring the sky to its original brightness.
The Demon Slayer Sword in Yang Qingxuan's hand emitted a gentle radiance. The blade was like autumn frost, and there was a faint layer of purple qi between his eyebrows and the sword blade.
"Is this purple spirit light the unique color of a Martial Spirit?"
Yang Qingxuan was very calm at this moment. Anyone who had been struck by lightning for three days would lose their temper.
He put the Demon Slaying Sword back into the Sword Tomb. The purple light spread out from between his eyebrows and covered his entire body.
Her yellowish skin began to peel off layer by layer, as if it had been cleansed by divine water, and new skin began to grow. Her skin was as white as jade, and her skin was as white as snow.
Yang Qingxuan looked like a brand new person. Under the light, his chiseled face was even brighter, and his face was as smooth as a flower.
On the towering ancient tree, Wu Qiyue, who had been watching with a smile, suddenly changed her expression. Her cheeks flushed red for no reason. Her face even turned purple.
"Bastard! Damned hooligan! "
She inexplicably gritted her teeth and cursed, her eyes spitting out flames of anger.
Under extreme shame and anger, she hurriedly closed her eyes and stopped looking.
The other students on the other big trees were all confused. Their faces were full of bewilderment. They thought to themselves, "What's going on? Who did that to her? Who would dare to play hooligan with her? "
It turned out that in the Void Heaven Ancient Road, Yang Qingxuan's yellowish skin was still stuck to his new skin after it had peeled off. It was very uncomfortable. Since there was no one else in the Ancient Desolate area, he simply took off his clothes and changed.
"Hmm, I feel better now."
Yang Qingxuan was very satisfied. He was in high spirits. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that he would be completely naked.
After changing his clothes, he sat cross-legged on the ground again and began to cultivate the Green Sun Martial Scripture.
After three days and three nights of thunder bombardment, the nearby Desolate Qi had been swept away. At this moment, the Desolate Qi was slowly spreading from the distant land.
With the previous experience, his current Essence Qi was full, and his strength had increased. It would not be a problem for him to endure for another seven or eight days.
At this moment, he calmly cultivated the Green Sun Martial Scripture.
"This is …!"
After closing her eyes for a while, Wu Qiyue opened them again. Her body suddenly trembled, and her face was full of shock.
Behind Yang Qingxuan, a faint Azure Dragon phantom appeared. The dragon's appearance was blurry. It was coiled in a circle, and there were a lot of obscure runes inside it.
"That is, that is …!"
Even with Wu Qiyue's calmness, she could not help but exclaim. Countless runes gathered in her Azure Eye, and the Azure Light surged.
She stared at the Azure Dragon phantom and tried to use her Azure Eye, trying to see it clearly.
However, no matter how hard she tried, the phantom was in a trance. The runes flickered, and she could not fully show it.
After trying for a while, the Azure Eye consumed too much of its True Essence. Fine beads of sweat appeared on its forehead.
"No, I still can't see it clearly! It can't show it at all! "
Wu Qiyue tried for a while to maximize the Azure Eye's power, but in the end, she gave up.
However, her heart was in turmoil, and her chest was heaving up and down. She had been searching for more than a year, and it turned out that the key was in the Green Sun Martial Scripture.
If she had not met Yang Qingxuan by chance and given him the Green Sun Martial Scripture to cultivate, she would not have seen the Azure Dragon Portrait today. Otherwise, she might not have been able to find what was recorded in the Green Sun Treasure Scroll for the rest of her life.
Wu Qiyue was not an ordinary person. After the turmoil in her heart, she slowly calmed down and regained her previous cold and arrogant demeanor. She continued to watch Yang Qingxuan's cultivation in the Void Heaven Ancient Road with her Azure Eye.
Time passed little by little, and the seventh day finally arrived.
In the square, other than a few people who were secretly delighted and had complacent expressions, the rest of the people had sorrowful expressions.
Wang Qing twirled his beard and smiled. He and Zuo Ming looked at each other. Both of them had smiles in their eyes and were in an extremely good mood.
Qing Buli looked up at the scorching noon sun in the sky and sighed, "The time has come. Seven days have passed, and Yang Qingxuan will never return."
Lu Jiangpeng trembled, his face full of unwillingness. "Wu Of Gojoseon, let's wait a bit longer."
The rest of the Elders remained silent.
Qing Buli said, "You should understand that it's not that I don't want to wait, but that this is what we agreed on. Most importantly, Yang Qingxuan's chances of survival are basically zero. If he can come out, I'm willing to risk my life to hold on for another seven days. But can he? No, Yang Qingxuan is already dead. "
These words pierced into Lu Jiangpeng's heart, causing his face to turn deathly pale. In an instant, he seemed to have aged several decades.
Qing Buli said, "Everyone, get ready to withdraw the formation!"
"Hold it!"
Lu Jiangpeng shouted, "It's just a waste of energy. If you don't want to, then let me do it alone! If I risk my life, I can keep this rift open for another day! "
Jiang Yi exclaimed, "Lu Jiangpeng, are you crazy?!"
Lu Jiangpeng's expression was resolute. "I'm not crazy, I just want to take a gamble, a gamble!"
"This isn't a gamble," Yi Kun said coldly, "you're being willful. This isn't something an elder should do."
Lu Jiangpeng was furious. "So what if I'm being willful? I've lived half my life, can't I be willful just this once? I'll risk my life's energy for this one gamble! "
There would always be moments or events in a person's life that would make them persevere at all costs!
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