Thousand Beast Realm, White Bear Tribe.
In a brightly lit room, a middle-aged man was stroking a jade pendant with a faint smile on his face. He seemed very satisfied.
He seemed to have thought of something extremely happy, which was why he had such an expression.
Suddenly, the jade pendant in his hand shattered. A trace of blood flowed out and dyed his hand red.
The middle-aged man looked at the shattered jade pendant in a daze. Perhaps it was because he couldn't accept it, but his eyes were filled with shock!
The essence blood in this jade pendant was from the junior he was most satisfied with. This jade pendant could also correspond to that person's situation. But now, this jade pendant had shattered.
The person he had high hopes for had probably suffered the same fate as this jade pendant. However, he couldn't understand why this was the case.
He was just leading an expedition to Flowing Cloud Realm. How luxurious was that lineup for a small realm? Furthermore, with his intelligence, how could he possibly allow his physical body to disappear?
"Xi 'er, there's nothing wrong with cutting off your tail to survive. As long as you can protect your soul, you'll be fine! "The middle-aged man suddenly stood up as he spoke. His eyes were already looking into the distance.
The middle-aged man didn't know the specifics of the situation, but he knew that something big must have happened, which was why it was like this. Otherwise, how could he have been forced to abandon his body?
Not long after, a person hurriedly rushed over and knelt on the ground.
"Reporting to Master … Master …" Halfway through his sentence, the man felt as if his throat was being choked, and he was unable to continue.
When the middle-aged man saw this, his entire body trembled. He stepped back step by step. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Did something happen to Xi 'er?!" The middle-aged man suddenly roared.
The black-clothed person who rushed in knelt on the ground. His body was trembling. It was as if he didn't dare to say this news.
The black-clothed person was also very conflicted. Because he really didn't know if he should say these words!
Not to mention the master, even he found it hard to believe. He felt that his eyes were playing tricks on him. But how could he be wrong after confirming it again and again?
"Speak!" The middle-aged man roared angrily when he saw this.
The black-clothed man was so scared that his heart was about to burst. However, under the pressure, he had no choice but to speak slowly. "Mister Bai, Mister Bai's beast fire has been extinguished."
After saying this, the black-clothed man suddenly screamed and stopped breathing.
The middle-aged man looked at the blood that was slowly seeping out of the ground and his brows were almost knitted together. The murderous intent and vicious aura on his body were not concealed at all, and could be said to have soared into the sky!
All of a sudden, the entire White Bear Tribe seemed to have sensed the fury of this almighty being. Everyone was in a state of panic.
"Flowing Cloud Realm! What kind of trouble can a small Drifting Cloud Realm cause?! "The middle-aged man gnashed his teeth as he spoke. With another palm strike, he directly smashed the corpse into fine powder.
Originally, the middle-aged man was still planning the best path for his family's junior. After returning from the expedition to the Flowing Cloud Realm, he could confirm that he was comparable to a Stage Four Martial King. But now, this person was gone just like that?
"Flowing Cloud Realm, I want all of you to be buried with my Xi-er!" The middle-aged man roared again, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more dignified.
The junior that he thought highly of was gone just like that. It was really hard for him to accept. It was like that trace of hope had been completely destroyed.
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Bai Wuxi struggled with all his might, but it was useless.
In the battle, he was not a match for Xiao Yang. In the contest of Divine Souls, with his little strength, he naturally could not be compared to Xiao Yang and contend against him!
After all, the most terrifying thing about Xiao Yang was that his Divine Soul was strong enough.
Therefore, Bai Wuxi's desperate move was tantamount to walking right into a trap and seeking his own death.
Originally, Xiao Yang still had a trick up his sleeve to prevent Bai Wuxi's Divine Soul from escaping. But his mind was thinking about seizing the body, which saved Xiao Yang a lot of effort.
Because Bai Wuxi knew about the magical effects of the World Spirit Vein, Xiao Yang had to let his soul scatter. Otherwise, if he were to return to life and spread the news, the Flowing Cloud Realm would probably be faced with an endless stream of attacks.
Therefore, under such circumstances, he could only be ruthless and let him be consigned to eternal damnation. Otherwise, with the greed of the human heart, the Flowing Cloud Realm would definitely be targeted by others when the time came.
Sometimes, it was not a big deal to directly come and snatch it. After all, Xiao Yang could still fight with him and protect him in this way.
But if he was always remembered by others, it might be difficult for him to leave. At that time, this would also form a great restriction on Xiao Yang!
It could be said that if Bai Wuxi did not discover the secret of the World Spirit Vein, Xiao Yang could still let him go. At that time, he could continue to fight with him at Pin Victory Mountain. In this way, he could continue to raise the enemy and maintain his dignity, which could buy him more time.
However, since the other party had discovered something that should not have been discovered, such a decision would naturally be changed.
After everything was settled, Xiao Yang directly sat cross-legged and began to use the power of the poison to absorb the poison on his neck.
This poison was also very fierce and fierce. If it was an ordinary Martial Emperor, he would probably have died from the poison. However, Xiao Yang cultivated the Art of Poison. It was undoubtedly a fool's dream to want to kill him with poison.
As the ancestor of using poison, and now he was using the power of poison to improve himself, this poison could be said to have no effect on him. In fact, the higher the grade of the poison, the more nourishing it would be for Xiao Yang.
However, this poison was difficult to deal with. Even Xiao Yang spent a lot of time to completely absorb it.
When he was done with everything, it was already the next morning.
When the first ray of dawn shone, a new day had begun.
At a glance, the Middle Peak was once again a scene of devastation. There were traces left by the battle everywhere. Scorched earth and deep pits were everywhere. It could be said that one after another, which was very spectacular.
However, Xiao Yang felt a little desolate and even a little distressed in his heart.
He had been operating in the Middle Peak for several years. He did not expect that everything would be destroyed with this battle. Naturally, the efforts he had put in these years would not exist anymore.
The more he thought about it, the more painful Xiao Yang felt in his heart. What was this?
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