Many things looked complicated and were also complicated to do. Only a few people had the ability to see the simple core of complicated things and then make a concise and correct response.
The Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace naturally had this ability. He knew that it was not easy to find Ning Que in the vast Wilderness, because human beings were not like goshawks that could fly in the sky and look down on the world, nor could they be like Haotian who could calmly and lovingly see all the details of the world from the Ninth Heaven.
Since it was not easy to find Ning Que, the easiest way was to let Ning Que show himself. So he said a sentence to the lonely black horse carriage in the north.
"Daughter of Yama, you finally showed up."
The Hierarch Lord's voice was very bright, as if it was painted with gold and as broad as heaven and earth. After it came out from the giant sedan and pavilion, it suddenly condensed and turned into a solid thunder.
Wherever the thunder passed, tens of thousands of gauze curtains danced even though there was no wind. The golden railings beside the sedan shone brightly. Several priests spat out blood and fell to the ground dead. A straight invisible airwave appeared in the Wilderness, stirring up the bloody soil and countless grass and gravel, attacking the black horse carriage in the north.
A figure swept out from the crowd of Wilderness and came to Sangsang as fast as he could. It was Ning Que. He took out the big black umbrella from behind and wanted to open it to block the thunderous sound wave for her.
The sound wave was too strong, the wind howled, and the thunder rumbled. Before the big black umbrella could be fully opened, Ning Que was blown to the ground more than a hundred feet away. His black Academy uniform had many tiny tears, and his tough skin had many cuts, some of which began to bleed.
The big black horse looked at the thunder, the sound wave, and the strong wind, and it kicked its hooves in fear. It wanted to turn around and escape, but it could not bear to run away. It bent its front hooves and buried its head in the ground, pretending that nothing had happened.
The thunder came to Sangsang.
Sangsang's face was slightly pale, but her eyes were unusually bright. She did not know how she could withstand the terrible thunder, but she vaguely knew that she should not be afraid of it.
The dozen or so black crows circling above her head suddenly swooped down and let out extremely cold, shrill, and unpleasant caws towards the thunderous sound that carried dust and rocks.
The black crow kept flapping its wings. Every time it flapped its wings, it would create two strong gusts of wind that carried the cold aura emitted from Sangsang's body towards the south.
Countless cold gusts of wind were generated from the bottom of the black crow's wings. They were like countless thin ropes that intertwined and weaved together, eventually turning into an extremely tough and thick rope.
The sound of thunder and the cold wind met in front of Sangsang.
The cawing of the black crows became more and more shrill. From time to time, black feathers would fall off, float down, and stick to the ice around Sangsang, looking like ink spots on white paper.
The cold wind gradually subsided.
The sound of thunder gradually dispersed.
The smoke and dust gradually settled.
The dozen or so black crows flew back to Sangsang's head and circled around. However, their flying speed was much slower than before, and they seemed to be a little tired.
Just like that, the Lord Sect Master's thunderous roar was scattered by a dozen black crows.
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Ning Que climbed up from the ground and walked to Sangsang's side. His expression was a little complicated, not because his whereabouts had been exposed, but because the encounter between the black crows and the thunderous roar had proved some of his conjectures.
Since Sangsang was the daughter of Yama, how could Yama watch his daughter die without doing anything?
The people feared Sangsang because the cold aura in Sangsang's body could destroy the human world. Then why did the West-Hill Divine Palace send such a large force? Because they were afraid? Why were they afraid?
The powerhouses of the Buddhism and Taoism sects should be very clear that Sangsang's strength was very ordinary. Especially after her serious illness, she became very weak and could be easily killed. Their fear could only mean that after Sangsang woke up, she had the ability to make them afraid. That was why the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace personally went to the Wilderness!
It was not hard to imagine that the daughter of Yama had some kind of terrifying ability. It was just that Sangsang was not able to show it before she woke up. Until her illness became more and more serious, the cold aura in her body became more and more intense. As she woke up day by day, the unknown ability began to return to her body.
Ning Que had clearly realized this when he was in the Yuelun Kingdom, but he did not take advantage of it. Instead, he tried all ways to cure Sangsang's illness. He wanted to destroy or suppress and purify the cold aura in her body. Even at the most dangerous moment, he did not want her to show that unknown ability.
Just as Sangsang once said, once Sangsang really woke up, she would become the daughter of Yama. Would Sangsang still be the Sangsang now? Would she still be Sangsang?
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"You are indeed the daughter of Yama."
The Hierarch's voice sounded from the sacred sedan again, echoing uneasily in the Wilderness. But this time, he sounded a little tired. It seemed that the thunderous roar had consumed a lot of his Psyche Power.
Just as he finished speaking, the tall figure behind the tens of thousands of gauze curtains suddenly became even taller. Unknowingly, a divine staff that was even taller than the figure appeared in the hands of the figure.
Looking at the changes behind the giant sedan curtains, Ning Que's mood suddenly became cold. He did not know what would happen next, but he had a feeling that what was about to happen was very scary.
The tens of thousands of gauze curtains on the giant sedan suddenly burned. It was not a real burning, but countless rays of light and heat flowed through the thin cracks of the curtains like flowing water.
The tall figure behind the curtains also began to burn. Countless rays of light and heat spread out from the edges of the figure. The remaining green grass beside the sedan instantly turned yellow and then black.
Dozens of red-robed priests and divine guards beside the giant sedan dragged the bodies of the priests and Luo Kedi away as fast as they could, avoiding the terrifying rays of light and heat. Then, they knelt down in front of the giant sedan.
The light was the holy radiance, and the heat was the absolute heat.
Countless rays of light and heat emerged from the Hierarch's body. His figure seemed to have become lamp oil.
He held the long divine staff in his hands, like the wick of an oil lamp.
Light and heat were burning. The burning of the lamp oil was transmitted to the burning of the wick, and it became a specific flame.
The flame was a pillar of light.
A holy pillar of light emerged from the top of the divine staff, penetrating the top of the giant sedan and shining into the sky.
The southern sky was not covered by dark clouds. It was blue and boundless, with a few white clouds floating above. When the pillar of light fell on the sky, the blue sky became bright in an instant.
A few white clouds floating in the sky covered the light in the sky, and the edges seemed to be plated with a golden edge. Endless pressure descended from the sky and fell on the Wilderness.
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There was only one color left in the blue sky and white clouds, or rather, there was no color at all. There was only light.
Absolute light was a very monotonous visual perception. At this moment, the hundreds of thousands of people in the Wilderness looked up at the bright sky, but they felt that they had seen an infinitely rich world.
That world was not a real Divine Kingdom, but a spiritual perception. The infinite richness they saw was not a specific object, but a projection of countless human emotions under the power of Haotian.
The scene at this moment had already surpassed all the imagination of the world of cultivation, and the imagination of cultivators of the highest state. This was no longer a Divine Skill, but more like a miracle!
The hundreds of thousands of people of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army knelt on the slightly cold ground of the Wilderness and worshipped the bright sky. They worshipped the scene that only appeared in the mythological scriptures.
The expressions on their faces were shock, awe, excitement, and fear. Then, they all turned into absolute devotion and fanaticism. Previously, they had been frightened and panicked by the appearance of the Daughter of Yama and Ning Que's five arrows. But now, they had once again strengthened their faith and gained endless courage.
Correspondingly, when the blue sky and white clouds turned into light, the mood of the Desolate Man's tribe was extremely low. The soldiers who were seriously injured and on the verge of death looked at the southern sky with despair on their faces. No one sang anymore. Even Tang's expression became a little bleak.
"Is this the legendary Tianqi?"
Ning Que looked at the giant chariot under the light pillar and the tall figure in the chariot and asked.
"No, Master's Tianqi was not like this back then."
Sangsang said and then coughed painfully.
Much of the light from the southern sky fell on the vicinity of the Desolate Man's tribe. Naturally, it also fell on her.
A few wisps of extremely faint white smoke came out of her black fur coat. It looked like her body was burning, but there was no smell of burning.
She looked at the light in the southern sky with a timid look in her eyes.
Ning Que looked at her tightly furrowed brows and felt a little sad. He reached out and wanted to hold her in his arms.
But the moment his fingers touched her body, there was suddenly a piece of ice on his fingernails.
An intense pain spread from his fingertips to his sense of perception. Ning Que groaned and found that in a moment, his entire right hand was frozen, and the ice was spreading to his arm.
The cold aura in Sangsang's body had completely awakened and was releasing it.
Ning Que should let go at this moment, but he did not want to. The Great Spirit in his body quickly turned into Haotian's Divine Light, and instantly melted the ice on his arm. Then he held Sangsang in his arms.
Sangsang's hair flew across his face, and instantly there was a line of snow.
His lips were covered with frost, and his voice was trembling and unclear. "If it's too painful, don't do it."
The light from the southern sky fell on Sangsang, burning her body, heart, and soul. The cold aura in her body kept freezing her body, heart, and soul.
This process was very painful.
Ning Que hugged her tightly. The frost on his body was shattered and melted by the Great Spirit in his body, and then condensed again. He was also in pain, but he knew that she was in more pain.
Sangsang's body trembled violently, and she seemed to be in great pain. She curled up in Ning Que's arms to hide, just like in the past years, trying to find safety and warmth there.
However, the light was everywhere, and she had nowhere to hide. The cold aura was in her body, and she could not hide. She could only continue to suffer between the heat and the bitter cold.
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