Those lips, that face, if one looked closely, they would definitely notice.
That was Liu Yang.
For some unknown reason, Liu Yang's handsome face had withered beyond recognition. It was as if he would run out of oil at any moment and walk towards the end of his life.
However, this withered and aged body that seemed as if it would lose its last bit of life force at any moment was still firmly holding the seal and slowly flipping it over …
…
What … what kind of ability was this …?
Jiang Mengnan stared blankly at the screen of light in front of her. She had never felt so powerless before.
The last time this kind of feeling appeared was six hundred years ago. Because she wasn't strong enough, she personally saw her close friend die in front of her …
And this time, when she looked around, no one in the entire Mirror Moon Palace responded to her words …
This time.
It wasn't that they didn't want to.
This time.
It wasn't that they didn't dare.
But …
Right now, they were all like Jiang Mengnan right now. They sat there paralyzed, their eyes lost.
They couldn't imagine, couldn't imagine, in the entire Mirror Moon Palace, in the entire martial cultivation world, who, with only the cultivation of a Great Immortal Master, daring to fight, had achieved such a terrifying and insufferably arrogant result …
No one …
…
This time around, it was likely that … not to mention the world of martial cultivation, even the entire world was going to experience a great change …
In a dark place, a figure also stared at the terrifying scene in front of him in a daze. His mouth couldn't help but tremble as he spoke.
He really couldn't imagine who could achieve such a result.
He was afraid that even the Demon Ancestor couldn't do it when he was young …
The silhouette muttered and suddenly flashed.
His entire figure immediately disappeared from the dense forest without a trace. Not even a trace of his aura was left behind.
Only Wang Yumen seemed to have sensed something.
As the figure disappeared, he glanced behind him with vigilance and confusion.
Could it be … that I was wrong? Looking at the empty space behind him, Wang Yumen frowned and thought to himself. However … it should be the case. In this world, even if it was an Immortal Emperor, if they were really hiding in the dark, I would definitely be able to sense it. But now …
A confident smile appeared on Wang Yumen's face. He shifted his gaze back to the scene before him and frowned slightly.
As Liu Yang slowly rotated the hand seal in his hand, Liu Yang, who originally only had a sliver of life left, suddenly lost even that sliver of life in the blink of an eye. His originally extremely old body suddenly dried up in the wind ….
He turned into a pile of white bones.
This … this is not possible …
Looking at the scene before him, Wang Yumen frowned.
Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he was extremely worried.
According to the secret records in the scroll, that kid was either the reincarnation of that great person or the successor of that great person. How could he die so easily?
Moreover, if we were to count, it seemed that even the Old Ancestor of our Vast Sword Sect was just a sword boy that great person casually waved his hand. For him to die like this … is really impossible …
Wang Yumen muttered silently, his brows tightly knitted.
Forget it, I don't care anymore. Let's take a look at the kid's remains first to see if he is really dead.
Sighing, Wang Yumen was too lazy to think too much. He directly looked at the hand seal in Liu Yang's hand, and his eyes flashed with greed.
This kind of thing can be considered a true supreme treasure. Compared to this little thing, the three worn-out sword embryos that our sect has been guarding so tightly, what can they even be considered as …?
Wang Yumen stared at the hand seal, the greed in his eyes growing stronger.
Even his footsteps towards Liu Yang's skeleton had involuntarily sped up a little …
What … what is teacher trying to do …?
Looking at Wang Yumen's skeleton, and then looking at Liu Yang's skeleton, Sang Zichen, who was originally scared silly, had a flash of clarity in his eyes.
The fear that he originally had towards the scene before him also slowly disappeared.
But that shadow …
Sang Zichen understood that it would be difficult to erase it in this lifetime.
Just a moment ago, in this dense forest.
Liu Yang, who originally looked like he was about to suffocate and die, suddenly changed his hand seal.
The entire world changed color.
A pitch-black pearl, or the origin, appeared out of thin air from Li Batian's body, and then suddenly enlarged to the size of a palm, and then suddenly disappeared.
By the time the bead disappeared, Li Batian's infamous body seemed to have been absorbed by the entire world, and a piece of his flesh and blood had actually disappeared …
What kind of concept was that?
Even if an expert of the Immortal Emperor realm was crazily powerful, he would only be able to disgrace himself by uprooting mountains and using the sea as a blade, right?
Who had ever heard of being able to directly make a person's flesh and blood disappear with a raise of one's hand?
That kind of power could almost be said to be completely beyond the scope of human understanding, and could be attributed to …
Heavenly Dao, right?
However, while Sang Zichen was thinking about it, his teacher had already walked in front of Liu Yang. The greed in his eyes had already reached an indescribable level.
If not, he knew in his heart that the lord, the legendary figure, had indeed frightened him.
Otherwise, he would have already directly attacked to snatch the thing in Liu Yang's hands.
He … he's dead, right?
Looking at the skeleton for a long time, Wang Yumen finally spoke.
Half a cup of tea's time has already passed. If this kid really had the ability to survive, he should have already come back to life. Forget it, forget it …
Since you're dead, then don't blame this old man for snatching away your treasures.
Wang Yumen muttered, and suddenly a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out one hand and directly grabbed the hand of the skeleton.
The hand seal was still tightly clenched in his palm …
Eh … why … why can't I pull it …
With a slow tug, Wang Yumen originally thought that the hand seal would fall into his hands.
However, he never expected that the hand seal was still a hand seal, and it was still in Liu Yang's skeleton …
Haha, I don't believe that a skeleton like you can still not let go of this thing.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
