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Chapter 872

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Jing Nan Zi looked at Su Ming and said flatly, "You have the power of Earth Realm and a physical body that is close to Heaven Realm. You also have many divine abilities, terrifying Illusory Arts, and an extraordinary mind. A normal powerful warrior in the initial stage of World Plane Realm will not be your opponent, unless they do not hesitate to use the power of World Planes to suppress you."

"Become my servant for ten thousand years, and I will fight for a chance for you to be free. If you refuse, then die." An aloof look shone in Jing Nan Zi's eyes. As he spoke, he took a step towards Su Ming.

A great, mighty pressure spread out from Jing Nan Zi's body. At the same time it enveloped Su Ming, it made the pale-faced Su Ming stagger a few more steps back. Su Ming's expression was incredibly dark. He still had a poisonous wasp in his sleeve, but Jing Nan Zi would definitely be on guard against it.

"Ally of the sacred Abyss Builders, come to me. I have not completely forced out the sealed sword. I might have only forced out half of it, but as long as you are within thirty feet of me, I can guarantee your safety."

When the frail voice reached Su Ming's ears, he swiftly retreated. Jing Nan Zi let out a cold harrumph, but did not chase after him. Instead, he lifted his right hand and flung the long spear in his hand. With a hum, the long spear turned into a long blood-red arc that charged towards Su Ming.

At the same time Su Ming moved back, he brought out the gourd.

"Treasured gourd, please kill me!" Su Ming's voice was hoarse. At that moment, he was in a life and death crisis. When he moved back and spoke, green fog instantly rose from the gourd, and the palm-sized human manifested. With the fog in his hand, he held the small sword and charged towards the long spear.

Boom!

The impact swept outwards, and Su Ming used the momentum to retreat, but before he could retreat too far away, the air before him distorted. Jing Nan Zi walked out in a bizarre manner and seized the top of Su Ming's skull with his right hand.

Blood capillaries filled Su Ming's eyes. During that instant, he could clearly sense that the space around him seemed to have been locked down. The hand that seemed to be coming from the front felt as if it was coming from all directions, giving him a feeling that he could not dodge it. What was even more shocking was that the space around him … had completely frozen.

Su Ming threw his head back and let out a shrill howl. During that critical moment, he lifted his left hand swiftly and pushed his palm upwards. Then, he moved his right hand downwards and pressed his palm against the ground.

"Between the past and the future is destiny!" The shadows of the purple-haired man and the white-haired baby appeared before Su Ming. As they swiftly overlapped with each other, they covered Su Ming's body. All of this might have seemed to have happened over a long period of time, but it happened in the blink of an eye. At the instant Jing Nan Zi's right hand was less than five feet away from the top of Su Ming's skull, Su Ming's body changed, and what appeared before Jing Nan Zi was a boy who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.

The boy had a head full of gray hair that reached his waist. This was naturally Su Ming's Destiny transformation. As his Destiny body appeared, the space around him distorted. He moved, and at the instant Jing Nan Zi's palm came to seize him, he broke free of the dimension around him and retreated a hundred feet away.

"Hmm?" A glint appeared in Jing Nan Zi's eyes, and he looked towards Su Ming, who had changed into Destiny.

At that moment, Su Ming's gray hair danced in the air. When he lifted his head, a callous and merciless look appeared in his eyes. Even at that moment, Su Ming still had plenty of trump cards that he had yet to use, such as the Seven Abyssal Yin Death Seal and the Welcoming of Deities that were about to shatter.

Su Ming did not choose to attack again. He knew the difference between them. Even if he changed into Destiny, he still could not close the gap between their levels of cultivation.

Without any hesitation, once Su Ming broke free of the dimension, he swiftly retreated. With his current form as Destiny, he could control the flow of time. It could be said that if he ran, then even powerful warriors in the middle stage of World Plane Realm would find it incredibly troublesome to chase after him.

At the instant he retreated and Jing Nan Zi's pupils shrank slightly, Su Ming had already retreated several hundreds of feet away to a purplish black magma. At the instant he stood there, the Duke of Crimson Flame's skeleton floated to the surface of the purplish black magma beside him.

The skeleton floated up on its own, causing Jing Nan Zi, who was just about to give chase, to freeze in his footsteps. When he focused his attention and looked over, he immediately saw the red shortsword that had been forced halfway out of the skull of the Duke of Crimson Flame's skeleton.

At the instant he saw this, Jing Nan Zi's eyes went wide. Shock appeared on his face, and he put away all thoughts of toying with Su Ming. With a grave expression that had never appeared before on his face, he charged towards Su Ming like a bolt of lightning.

As he closed in, he seized the air with his right hand, and the long red spear appeared in his hand. With an indescribable speed, he instantly closed in on Su Ming and thrust the spear forward.

Boom!

The tip of the spear stopped thirty feet away from Su Ming in the air. In the end, it sank another five feet before it could no longer move forward. Jing Nan Zi's expression turned dark, and a hint of panic appeared in his eyes. He saw that Su Ming and the red shortsword in the skull were slowly loosening up. By the looks of it, before long, it would be completely forced out of the body.

'Damn it, how could this be? The mighty cultivator of the alien race should be sleeping. It's impossible for him to wake up. 'But even if he's about to wake up, it's fine. The mighty cultivator of the alien race has been sealed for many years, and not a hint of his cultivation base remains in his body. Even if he recovers, he'll need a long time in the Barren Lands of Divine Essence. ' With a cold harrumph, Jing Nan Zi pulled back the long spear in his right hand and took a few steps back. He lifted his left hand and bit the tip of his finger, then swung it in front of him with his blood.

'In the past, the mighty cultivator of the alien race left behind a Child Seal. This Child Seal is something that all True Guards must learn when they come to the Barren Lands of Divine Essence. I originally thought that I wouldn't have the chance to execute it while I was on duty, but I didn't expect that I, Jing Nan Zi, would be able to execute this Art today! ' As Jing Nan Zi laughed coldly, he swung his left hand swiftly in front of him. In the blink of an eye, a blood-red circular Rune appeared out of nowhere.

He bit the tip of his tongue and coughed up a large mouthful of blood. That blood fell on the blood-red Rune, causing it to shine with a piercing blood-red light. At the same time the Rune appeared, a Rune the size of Crimson Flame Planet manifested in the endless distorting ripples in the galaxy beyond the sealed region.

The color of that Rune was crimson, and it looked exactly the same as the Rune Jing Nan Zi had set up!

This was a divine ability that all the people from the four Great True Worlds who were sent to keep a lookout over this place had to learn. There was only one use for this Art, and that was to activate the Great Divine Essence Rune laid out by the four Great True Worlds in the Barren Lands of Divine Essence.

That Rune filled every single corner of the Barren Lands of Divine Essence. Even in the depths of the Barren Lands of Divine Essence, there were only a few places that could not be covered by the Rune. All the other places were covered by the Rune.

There were many wondrous uses to this Rune. Based on the different statuses of the True Guards, they could obtain different levels of authority to control the Rune of Divine Essence. Jing Nan Zi did not have a lot of authority. He could only bring out the most basic power … to strengthen the seal.

At that moment, as the red Rune beyond Crimson Flame Planet appeared, Jing Nan Zi laughed ferociously in the sealed region within Crimson Flame Planet and pushed his left hand against the small red Rune before him. Immediately, the Rune charged towards Su Ming. At the instant it touched the space thirty feet away from Su Ming, a loud bang rang out.

In the midst of that bang, the Duke of Crimson Flame's skeleton started trembling viciously. A red shortsword was forced out of the top of his head. At that moment, it was shining with a piercing red light, as if it had obtained some sort of replenishment. It no longer loosened its grip, but instead crawled back into the skeleton.

At the same time, as the red shortsword sank into the skeleton, the protective area of thirty feet started continuously weakening. At that moment, there was only twenty feet left.

Jing Nan Zi's smile was ghastly. He had not encountered any danger during this expedition. At most, he had only lost one of his clones, but compared to the credit he was about to obtain, this was nothing.

Besides, it was not as if he had not taken back his treasures, especially since he was incredibly tempted by the treasures on Su Ming's body. He had already treated them as his own.

Su Ming looked at the rapidly shrinking defense around him. Before long, it would completely disappear. During this moment of danger, Su Ming had already made preparations to escape.

"Can you help this person break the seal? If you can, then hurry up and do it, or else come back and run with me!" Su Ming suddenly said.

His words were spoken so suddenly that Jing Nan Zi was momentarily stunned. At that moment, the purplish black magma beside Su Ming let out a bang, and a part of it turned into the bald crane.

The bald crane was drenched in sweat. Clearly, it was so hot in the magma that it was almost suffocating. Once it returned to its original form, it immediately flapped its wings with a disheveled look on its face.

"Darn it all, it's so hot! I'm about to suffocate to death!"

The bald crane's appearance caused Jing Nan Zi to frown. He lifted his left hand and pointed at the red Rune. The Rune shone again, and as it strengthened the seal, the area of defense before Su Ming was reduced to only ten feet.

As the bald crane screamed, it quickly retreated and glared at the red Rune. When a hateful expression appeared on its face, it whipped its head around. Jing Nan Zi was dumbstruck, and as shock appeared on his face, the bald crane grabbed the red shortsword in the Duke of Crimson Flame's skeleton. It mumbled something under its breath, then held the shortsword with both hands and stomped on the Duke of Crimson Flame's skull.

With a bang, the Duke of Crimson Flame's eyes shone with a dark, black light. The shortsword in his skull … was yanked out by the bald crane.

This scene not only stunned Jing Nan Zi, even Su Ming sucked in a deep breath. He did not expect that the bald crane would truly be able to do this. Even the Duke of Crimson Flame was momentarily stunned. Then, the dark light in his eyes surged into the sky, and a terrifying presence erupted from his body with a bang.

As that presence erupted, the Duke of Crimson Flame's skeleton lifted its right hand slowly and stretched out its index finger to point at Jing Nan Zi!

At the instant it did so, Jing Nan Zi's expression changed drastically. Terror and disbelief appeared on his face, and he swiftly retreated without any hesitation.

'This … How could this be?! That's a Sealing Sword! It's a Sealing Sword that will make all the souls of those who touch it disintegrate! It's a Sealing Sword personally placed in the body of the mighty cultivator from the alien races! It's a Sealing Sword personally placed by the mighty cultivators in Void Tribulations from the four Great True Worlds! '



There are three more days left. I can finally feel my body recovering. I don't have a fever anymore, but I keep coughing. I can't smoke, and my body is still a little weak.

It's been a few years since I've been so sick. Once I'm completely healed, I'll explode. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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