Chapter 775
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You must hurry and come over ah …
Ye Wutai stared blankly at everything in front of him as he softly muttered to himself. His hand was still gripping the jade slip from before …
What the f * ck? What the f * ck?
The bald monk's eyes were filled with a mocking smile as he gazed at the skinny old man in front of him.
Isn't this a very normal thing? You weren't strong enough, so you were killed. You were strong enough, so you killed our Mirrormoon Palace's men of sacrifice.
Weren't you talking about these things yourself just now?
The bald monk laughed mockingly.
Actually …
How could Liu Yang not understand all this? But even if he did, even if he understood …
He couldn't accept it!
I … I can't accept it!
Oh?
The bald monk was slightly startled when he heard Liu Yang's voice, but then a smile appeared on his face again.
You can't accept it?
Is it of any use if you can't accept it?
The monk looked at Liu Yang as if he was looking at an idiot.
In this world, how many people who had been killed or replaced would be convinced of that?
The monk looked at him mockingly.
Could it be that you can't accept it? You think you can escape from me just because you can't accept it?
I can't accept it!
Liu Yang's voice was even more serious than before. Immortal spiritual force, or rather, the green light, slowly floated up again.
Countless specks of light rose from the dense forest and floated towards him.
As for the bald monk, he merely watched all of this happen with his eyes wide open. He did not say anything.
He didn't believe it.
He didn't believe that this little thing, who was three realms lower than him, could do anything …
He simply didn't think much of Liu Yang.
It was the same as how he didn't think much of Liu Yang's cultivation technique!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked him. Instead, he would have directly killed Liu Yang or crippled Liu Yang. Then, he would have used those strange soul-searching techniques to directly seize Liu Yang's memories.
Only in this way could the information he obtained be more accurate and useful.
There was no need to take risks!
I refuse to accept this!
Liu Yang stared intently at the bald monk in front of him. He stared intently at the green dots of light that were slowly rising into the air …
At this moment, it was as if he had returned to his peak. He had regained his life force, his immortal spiritual energy, and everything else.
Three Lives Dao Formula …
Looking at the other party's insufferably arrogant and unrestrained smiling face …
Liu Yang spoke slowly …
Heaven Supporting Style!
What?!
Boom!
Following an explosion, a cyan figure seemed to appear out of thin air within the golden Buddhist handprint …
That figure had a head full of long hair and was wrapped in a layer of green light, looking extremely domineering.
Everyone who saw him felt their hearts tremble. In fact, they could even faintly feel an oppressive aura coming from that figure.
Even the bald monk, the Golden Celestial Stage super expert of the Mirror Moon Palace, felt an inexplicable sense of fear and shock when he saw the figure appear.
He was like a rabbit that had seen a lion. His legs went weak, and he actually wanted to kneel down and kowtow …
What the hell was going on?!
Looking at the cyan figure, the bald monk's eyes were filled with extreme shock ….
He couldn't understand what kind of person or thing could make him feel suppressed in both body and spirit when facing this person. Just by looking at him, he felt fear in his heart and wanted to submit to him.
He didn't even feel this way when facing the First Elder and Jiang Mengnan, right?
The bald monk's eyes widened as he stared at the cyan figure. He seemed to want to understand the reason behind this.
However, apart from this, he understood one thing even more …
When he faced the First Elder and Jiang Mengnan, not only did he not feel as pressured as he did now, but …
Furthermore, at that time, the people he faced were real people.
But now …
What he was facing couldn't even be considered a clone. It was just an extremely illusory one.
An illusion!
…
What … what the hell was that?
In the main hall of the Mirrormoon Palace, Jiang Mengnan was watching the live broadcast of the Saintess's martial arts competition. Her expression was one of shock as she looked at the familiar figure.
She really couldn't understand what the hell it was.
Extraordinary talent?
Miraculous elixirs?
Peerless treasures?
It was as if none of these could explain what she was seeing at this moment.
It was as if she really couldn't understand why, with her cultivation level, she still couldn't help but want to kneel down when she saw that figure.
That kind of feeling was as if it had already been decided innately.
It was as if …
She wasn't the same kind of living thing as that illusory figure.
She didn't even feel this way when she met the Sect Master of the Chaotic Demon Sect at his peak, when he had released all his cultivation …
This … This …
Hearing Jiang Mengnan's words, the elders and consecrators present all looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.
It wasn't just the First Elder. Even they hadn't heard of it before, let alone seen it before.
But at this moment, a figure came out of the Mirrormoon Palace.
"How is it? Did you find out who that Liu Yang is? And what exactly is that figure?"
Looking at that figure, Jiang Mengnan quickly recovered from her shock. She frowned and looked at that figure.
That figure wore a pink dress. It was the Mirrormoon Palace disciple who had been following Luo Yu.
At this moment, it seemed that she had rushed back in a hurry. Sweat had already drenched her clothes. The two majestic lumps on her chest continued to rise and fall along with her delicate and alluring panting sound, attracting the attention of others.
"First … First Elder Jiang Mengnan, I … I've finished investigating …"
The girl in the pink dress wiped the sweat off her face.
"That … that cyan figure, I've already flipped through all the records in the Mirrormoon Palace. I don't think I've ever seen him. Even the records about the martial arts world don't have any records of that man."
"Wh … What …!?"
Hearing the girl in the pink dress' words, Jiang Mengnan was dumbfounded.
She never would've thought that the person and matter she believed in didn't exist at all …
"Could … Could it be that that figure didn't come from the martial arts world at all …?"
Jiang Mengnan's beautiful eyes widened as if she thought of something terrifying.
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