Hiss …
The door opened and an ear-piercing screech pierced through the Devil Prison. Everyone covered their ears and knelt on the ground. Leng Hao and Zhou Xianxian also flew over.
"What's that sound?" Leng Hao frowned.
"It's him, it's really him …"
Zhou Xianxian's expression tightened and her fists trembled. She had heard this sound twice before. One was during the final battle between Zhou Yang and Xu Pengfei.
The other time was during the life and death battle between Zhou Yang and Xu Pengfei in the Black Scale Cave.
In his memory, there was a small black door and a skeletal hand.
In addition to the Magma Giant God Astral Soul, he was finally certain.
Meteor was the astral soul!
"Who is he?" Leng Hao asked.
"Someone I have to kill." Zhou Qianxian took a few steps forward but stopped in the end. The situation wasn't clear. If Zhou Yang died to shadowless, then everything would be over. She wouldn't let anyone know Zhou Yang's identity.
In the black Devil Prison, Shadowless let out a heart-wrenching roar filled with fear.
A skeletal hand stretched out from the door. Although it was slow, it was unavoidable.
"Devil Prison, retract!"
Shadowless, who was filled with fear, finally thought of retracting the Devil Prison. He wanted everyone to see Zhou Yang's current appearance. Only then would he be saved.
However, the devouring of the astral souls was irreversible. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that he couldn't control the astral souls anymore.
Because the astral souls were already out of his control.
Rumble …
The entire Devil Prison started to tremble. Large amounts of energy were absorbed into the astral souls. The surrounding black mist became much thinner.
"No, no …"
Shadowless struggled with all his might but the skeletal hand was already focused on him.
"Let me go, let me go …"
The terrifying skeletal hand grabbed Shadowless's neck and slowly pulled back.
"No …"
After a shrill scream, Shadowless disappeared into the devil gate. Zhou Yang hurriedly closed the gate.
At the same time, the devouring of the astral souls seemed to have reached a limit. At the next moment, it actually stopped.
Rumble …
The entire peak trembled at this instant. After which, the heavens and earth seemed to have stopped as well. Silence reigned in the surroundings, as though time had stopped flowing.
Although it was only for an instant, it made Zhou Yang feel as if he was above everything, as if he was in control of time and space.
Whoosh …
A gust of wind blew past, scattering Zhou Yang's hair and the disguise that had been corroded by the power of the Devil Prison.
He had revealed his true face.
"Who is he?"
By the time Zhou Yang opened his eyes, the world was clear. Everyone was staring at him in a daze, as though they did not recognize him.
He knew that his identity had been exposed.
"It's you. I knew it was you." Zhou Xianxian's body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Zhou Yang smiled indifferently, ignoring Zhou Xianxian. He turned his head and saw that his infinite Astral Souls had already turned into a small ball, like a lecherous egg.
He knew that after the Boundless Astral Soul absorbed the Demonic Shadow Absorption, it was digesting its energy. Once the energy was completely digested, the Boundless Astral Soul would officially evolve into the Earthly Fiend Lord Astral Soul!
"Junior Sister Zhou, who is he?" Leng Hao asked anxiously.
"He is Zhou Yang, also known as Liu Xing," Zhou Xianxian said coldly.
"Zhou Yang, Liu Xing … a disguise."
Leng Hao thought for a while and nodded. He looked at Zhou Yang and said, "Let me ask you, why did you disguise yourself? What's your purpose?"
"Do you have the right to ask me?" Zhou Yang looked at Leng Hao in disdain.
"How dare you. I am the Sword-Bearing Disciple of the Liu Guang lineage. Who am I …" Leng Hao suddenly became confused. After a while, he said, "Where is Shadowless?"
Shadowless.
Everyone came back to their senses and started to look for him. However, Shadowless was nowhere to be seen.
Did he use the Demonic Shadow Star Soul Shadow to hide again?
After a while, Shadowless's Flowing Light Sword appeared in Zhou Yang's hand.
"There is only one way to find him."
"What way?" Leng Hao asked instinctively.
"Die!"
Die …
Leng Hao was stunned. When he looked at the Flowing Light Sword again, he could already feel that there was no longer a trace of Shadowless's aura on it.
Shadowless was really dead!
"You killed Shadowless …"
Everyone was shocked when they heard Leng Hao's words.
The first chief was killed, and there was nothing left of him!
"So what?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"You … Arrogant, arrogant." Leng Hao was furious.
"Senior Brother Leng, leave the rest to me. He must die in my hands." Zhou Xianxian took a deep breath and walked towards Zhou Yang while suppressing the endless hatred in her.
"Wait a minute …"
Leng Hao frowned. "Junior Sister Zhou, the sword masters haven't given us permission to do anything. Moreover, the Third Prince said that he wants the Liu Guang lineage to do this …"
"You're pedantic." Zhou Xianxian glanced at Leng Hao and said.
"Junior Sister Zhou, I don't know what kind of grudge you have with Zhou Yang, but the Third Prince's rules can't be broken. We have to get his permission to do anything," Leng Hao said unhappily.
"Junior Brother Leng Hao is right. Go back. Someone will deal with this later."
The voice came from another mountain. Everyone turned around and saw a man in black on the other side of the mountain.
"This is the Demon Sword White Dust, the disciple of the Morning Sun Peak's peak master!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Bai."
Leng Hao glanced at Zhou Xianxian and then retreated to the bottom of the mountain. Zhou Xianxian's face was gloomy and she was not willing to take a step back.
"Zhou Yang, you will definitely die in my hands. You will."
Zhou Yang smiled and didn't say anything. However, his smile made Zhou Xianxian angry more than any words.
Ignored. This was blatant disregard. Zhou Yang didn't care about her at all.
Anger replaced her reason. The silver longsword glowed with a cold light and was full of killing intent.
"Zhou Xianxian, go back."
At this moment, an elder walked up.
"Elder Lian …" Zhou Xianxian looked at the person and cupped her hands in front of her chest.
Elder Lian looked at Zhou Yang and said, "Zhou Yang, I'm the sword-bearing elder of the Heavenly Sword Peak. Leave this place with me and go to the Heavenly Sword Peak."
Zhou Yang shook his head. "I'm here to guard the flag. I can't leave this place."
"How dare you. Even if this is the peak, it's still the Tiangang Sword Sect's territory. If I tell you to go, you have to go," Elder Lian said angrily.
"Who said that?"
An old voice came from the other side. Elder Lian immediately bowed and cupped his hands in front of his chest. "Old Peak Master, why are you here …"
"This is my peak. Why can't I come?"
"That's not what I meant. It's just that how can I trouble you with such a small matter." Sweat appeared on Elder Lian's forehead.
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