Of the two people who stepped out of the passageway, the first was a white-robed, bald man with a chuckle. This bald man was barefooted, and his entire body was bathed in the sunlight. His body shone with a white light, giving off a gentle feeling like a gentle breeze.
The other person was a woman in blood-red clothes. Her appearance was ordinary, but her presence was indescribably cold. As she stood there, the entire world seemed to want to bow down to her.
Jian Wushuang's pupils dilated when he saw the two of them.
He had seen the two of them before!
It was the scene of the Ancient Era he saw in the gigantic head.
In the ancient scene, the owner of the head was the bold man who had fought against the heavens and the earth. He had been forced into a desperate situation as billions of Divine Demons stood in front of him.
There were three people who were leading the billions of Divine Demons. One of them was the bald man in a white robe and the other was the woman in a crimson robe.
The two of them, as well as an unparalleled Demon King who was riding a crimson dragon, led many Divine Demons and pierced the heart of the bold man with a spear.
Without a doubt, the two of them were Masters of the Holy Land!
"Hehe, Star Luo, you really value this precious disciple of yours. Not only did you invite the two of us to open the passageway, you even paid such a huge price to allow our consciousness clones to descend?" The white-robed bald man chuckled as he spoke.
"This is your precious disciple? White hair and grey eyes. Tsk tsk, he has the same body constitution as you, "the woman in a crimson robe said casually.
The two of them spoke casually but their voices were loud. Not only did their voices resound in the area covered by the black fog, but they also spread outside the black fog and into the entire Void.
The beautiful woman who was fighting with Emperor Thirteen squinted her eyes and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and save my disciple."
"Small matter," the bald man in a white robe laughed.
"Leave it to us," the woman in a crimson robe said confidently.
As Masters of the Holy Land, they naturally had absolute confidence in their own abilities.
Then the bald man in the white robe and the woman in the red robe looked at Leng Ruxue and Jian Wushuang in the air.
Leng Ruxue had just escaped into the area covered by the black fog and was trying her best to get closer to the passageway. Jian Wushuang was right behind her and was rapidly approaching.
Originally, Leng Ruxue's speed was not slower than Jian Wushuang's. Furthermore, her movement technique was extremely strange. It was very difficult for Jian Wushuang to catch up with her.
However, after using the Golden Flames three times in a row, Leng Ruxue had already suffered heavy injuries. The current her had already lost the ability to fight. Naturally, her fleeing speed had also decreased sharply, which was why Jian Wushuang was constantly closing in on her.
However, Leng Ruxue saw hope.
This was because she saw the two people who had appeared in front of the passageway. Without a doubt, those two people were the helpers that her master had invited.
"Stop."
The bald man in the white robe said with a smile. His voice was calm. He did not move at all. He did not move nor did he attack.
All he did was open his mouth and ask Jian Wushuang to stop.
However, as soon as he said those words, Jian Wushuang felt an unbelievable force pressing down on him.
This force did not have any substance. It was not the suppression of aura or power. It was purely the suppression of a person's will!
It was a pure will. However, this will was shocking. It could not be challenged or violated by anyone.
Under this will, Jian Wushuang could not help but want to kneel down. In an instant, the thought of stopping flashed through his mind.
But then, a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"How can a mere will stop me?"
Jian Wushuang's face turned red as he roared. His body only paused for a moment before he chased after Leng Ruxue again.
"Hmm?" The bald man in the white robe looked surprised. "This little guy has a strong will."
"It's one thing to have a strong will. However, the key is that the restrictions of this world are too great. Your will cannot be used at all," the woman in red said with a smile.
"That's true." The bald man in the white robe laughed. However, his eyes became cold and sharp. "My will cannot be violated. Since this little guy is so stubborn, he shall die."
As soon as the bald man in the white robe finished speaking, a white light filled the sky and lit up the world.
The white light was extremely bright and warm. It lit up the entire area covered by the black fog. When it shone on people's bodies, it made them feel extremely comfortable.
However, when the white light shone on Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank.
Deep in his pupils, he clearly saw a white spear appear in front of him. It was as if his divine body would be completely destroyed in the next moment.
"This power …" Jian Wushuang was shocked.
He could feel that the power contained in the white spear was far beyond the Chaotic Realm. It had even reached the peak of the Chaotic Divine Demon Realm.
Even though they were both Masters of the Holy Land, Leng Ruxue's master, the beautiful lady who was fighting with Emperor Thirteen, had not been as terrifying as the white spear.
Of course, this did not mean that the bald man in the white robe was stronger than Leng Ruxue's master. It was just that the restrictions of heaven and earth were weaker in the area covered by the black fog.
The area covered by the black fog was the border between the Eternal Chaotic World and the Absolute Beginning Divine World. The restrictions of heaven and earth were already the weakest there. Now that the passageway had been opened, the restrictions of heaven and earth in this area were even weaker. This meant that the two Masters of the Holy Land were even stronger in this area covered by the black fog.
Jian Wushuang was certain that the basic power that the two Masters of Holy Land could unleash had already reached the level of a Chaotic Divine Demon or even higher!
Jian Wushuang could also use the power of the Chaotic Divine Demon Realm. However, he felt that his power was much weaker than the bald man in the white robe.
Jian Wushuang could not compare to the bald man in terms of power. The techniques of the Masters of the Holy Land were also not something that Jian Wushuang could compare to.
For example, the white spear that was coming towards him made Jian Wushuang feel a huge sense of danger.
"I cannot be stopped by the two Masters of the Holy Land. Otherwise …" Jian Wushuang looked at Leng Ruxue, who was still running away.
He was very close to Leng Ruxue now. He only needed an instant to catch up and use his techniques to suppress the severely injured Leng Ruxue.
However, if he was stopped by the white spear, Leng Ruxue would be able to reach the two Masters of the Holy Land. By then, he would not have any chance.
Jian Wushuang's eyes turned red at the thought of this.
Endless madness and determination filled his face.
The power of the Star in his body suddenly surged.
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