Neither of them looked very good. There was no need to mention Wang Xi. Half of his face had been blackened. Weird flames of spiritual energy seemed to be bouncing above his deeply hollowed eyes. He was grimacing in pain, and his facial nerves were cramping nonstop. He looked no better than Mother White Lotus when she was furious.
Li Yao, on the other hand, was not happy, either.
He did not gain much from the new battle. Instead, the secret of his' apocalyptic body 'was exposed.
There was no such thing as' demons' in the Ancient Sages Sector. However, the barbarians who were scattered at the edge of the continent far away from the center of civilization often carried the bloodline of demons.
Years ago, when the Nuwa Clan attacked the war base of the Pangu Clan, they must've brought a lot of 'Lei Zhenzi's troops' whose cells had been strengthened. In the hundreds of thousands of years that followed, the members of the Lei Zhenzi's troops had married other human warriors. Gradually, their bloodline spread, and they evolved into barbarians in large numbers.
Because the Ancient Sages Sector had never experienced the 'Great Dark Age', there was no sharp contradiction between human beings and demons. Barbarians and civilizations were mainly distinguished by culture.
Even if they had the bloodline of demons in bizarre shapes, they would not be regarded as outliers as long as they accepted the culture of the central plateaus.
As Master Spiritual Vulture, Li Yao was born as a barbarian Cultivator. It was not strange that he had some features of demons.
The problem was that the features of demons that he had displayed were too intense. The coldly shining claws, teeth, and bone spurs, crimson eyeballs, green scales, and the most unbelievable part was the crystal inside his palm that was used to trigger the Cell Obliteration Cannon. He was almost half human and half demon and couldn't have looked more hideous and terrifying.
Such distinctive features and such a cool style would certainly be a hidden trouble in the near future, even if Wang Xi was not suspicious of him right now.
Li Yao narrowed his eyes. For the first time, intense killing intent surged out of his heart as he calculated whether or not he would have a chance to kill Wang Xi instantly if he summoned the Crystal Suit.
But the result of his calculation was not optimistic.
Wang Xi had retreated to the edge of the cliff. It was obvious that he would dive into the bottom of the ocean and run away if he did not agree with him.
For a super expert like Wang Xi, who was at least at the peak of the Yuanying Stage, there was no telling how many secrets he was hiding. Even if he was wearing the Crystal Suit, Li Yao was not confident that he could kill him in one strike. He would only reveal more secrets.
What was even more frustrating for Li Yao was that he did not get any information about the Divine Palace from Wang Xi after revealing such an important trump card.
Originally, he had wanted to pretend to be extremely weak and get a lot of information about the Immortal Palace from this guy. This trick had obviously worked many times in the past.
Unexpectedly, this half-man, half-woman fellow's sense of smell was too sharp, and his mouth was too tight.
"What a brilliant Berserker Body Art. It seems that the entire world of cultivators has underestimated you, Fellow Daoist Spiritual Vulture."
Wang Xi clutched the injured right side of his face and said word by word. His charming voice that was as mellow as the spring breeze turned into a biting cold wind.
The so-called 'Berserker Body Art' was a secret art that the barbarian Cultivators with the bloodline of demons could use to activate the primeval cells inside their body. It was sort of a rarely-seen, heretical art.
Wang Xi had once been in charge of the royal treasury of the Great Qian Dynasty and had read a lot of books. However, he had mistaken Li Yao's apocalyptic body for the Berserker Body Art.
Li Yao was more or less relieved. He calculated all the details on the desolate island, trying to find a suitable route of attack, while he chuckled. "Even the most brilliant methods have been seen through by Lord Wang in advance, haven't they?"
Wang Xi sniffed and said, "You don't have to waste your time trying to ambush me, Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture. In the current situation, you and I have both been heavily wounded. If either of us wants to escape at full speed, the other party will not be able to stop us. Any attack will only be a waste of strength. Besides, whether you believe it or not, I still believe that there is no fundamental conflict between us. On the contrary, I'm more and more interested in you, Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture."
"My interest in Lord Wang is more and more intense, too."
Li Yao stared at Wang Xi's towering breasts on purpose.
"Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture, you are now known as the Sword Grandmaster of Great Zhou by the Cultivators. You must be a great grandmaster of your generation."
There was cold fury in Wang Xi's voice. "Do you not feel that such a look is too rude?"
"I'm just curious."
Li Yao smiled and moved his eyes back. "Is the person hiding under Wang Xi's shell a man or a woman? Is Wang Xi pretending to be Long Yangjun, or is Long Yangjun pretending to be Wang Xi?
"I believe that you must know that there are a lot of rumors about you in the world of Cultivators, Lord Wang. Many people even suspect that Lord Wang is a natural eunuch.
"However, I do feel that it is rather odd. Lord Wang is a well-known eunuch in the world. Is the reputation of a natural eunuch any worse than that of a great eunuch?
"As for the rumor that Lord Wang is actually a woman, it does not seem to be worth hiding. Perhaps the identity of a powerful eunuch was of some use in the court in the past, but Lord Wang has fallen to such a low point today, and what you count on is your own strength. As long as you have your strength, does it really matter whether you are a man or a woman?
"However, when I was fighting Lord Wang, I clearly felt that Lord Wang was very sensitive about your identity. You seemed to be hiding a secret that was even more clandestine than the fact that Wang Xi was a woman. What is it exactly?"
Wang Xi stared at Li Yao for a long time. Then, he sighed softly, as if he did not understand why Li Yao was so obsessed with the question. He said gloomily, "Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture, do you know what it means to be disturbed by nothing in the world?
"It's like the two of us, who do not know each other and have no grudges against each other, can work together to explore the Divine Palace and get what we need. Why do we have to be wary of each other and even fight each other to the death right now?
"Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture, if you insist on such a trivial matter as whether I am a man or a woman and force me to counterattack with all my strength to find out whether or not you are the real Master Spiritual Vulture, we will both suffer great losses. Why bother?"
Li Yao's smile immediately froze.
Taking advantage of his shock, Wang Xi attacked again. Dozens of waterfalls made of starry swords rose above the desolate island again.
Li Yao counterattacked in a hurry, only to discover that Wang Xi's aggressive attack was just a feint.
When the overwhelming storm of swords dispersed, Wang Xi had already opened his arms and stood on his tiptoes on the cliff at the edge of the desolate island.
But something else had appeared in his hand. It was the map core of the Divine Palace.
In his haste, Wang Xi did not have the time to store the enormous Thousand Stars Tray into his Cosmos Ring. He simply snatched the map core and shook his hand, and it disappeared between his fingers like a grain of sand.
"If you really want to know my secret so badly, Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture …"
Wang Xi smiled casually, with a daunting aura flowing out of his charming face. "Then, let's talk through the night when we meet in the Divine Palace."
With a light tap of his feet, he instantly flew tens of miles away like a kite with a broken string, disappearing into the dark ocean without even stirring up a single wave.
Li Yao's eyelids were still twitching to this moment. Instead, they were getting more and more intense.
His instincts were not wrong. Wang Xi was indeed a person of paramount importance in the Ancient Sages Sector.
However …
Gloomily, Li Yao walked to a corner and fell on one of his knees, studying the shackle of Spiritual Vulture that had been cracked by Wang Xi carefully.
The shackle was intact. Neither the circulation of spiritual energy nor the mechanical structure showed any sign of damage.
Judging from the tiny scratches left on the shackle, Wang Xi had 'slipped' out like a ghost.
Li Yao tilted his head and pondered for a long time, only to fail to figure out how Wang Xi had broken free.
He confirmed his judgment again. Except for the unimaginable experts in the Divinity Transformation Stage, nobody could have gotten rid of the shackle of Spiritual Vulture without suffering any damage.
Hiu! Hiu!
Hiu! Hiu! Hiu! Hiu! Hiu! From the clouds behind him, four intimidating Cultivators were flying at supersonic speeds.
Li Yao wiped his face and took a few deep breaths, retracting the hideous claws, teeth, and bone spurs all over his body.
"Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture, what happened exactly?"
Qi Zhongdao, Yan Liren, Ba Xiaoyu, and Master Bitter Cicada landed on the desolate island.
It appeared that Wang Xi had sensed the arrival of the four super Yuanying experts and fled. Otherwise, the game between him and Li Yao might have lasted a few more rounds.
Looking at the parts of the Thousand Stars Tray that were scattered on the ground, Li Yao glanced at Ba Xiaoyu, Master Bitter Cicada, and the rest of them, before he cleared his throat and began explaining carefully.
Half an hour later, Qi Zhongdao, Ba Xiaoyu, and Master Bitter Cicada all looked very grave.
Even Yan Liren, who had never been interested in anything other than sword arts, raised his eyebrow.
"The Divine Palace, the Cloud Qin Gold Statues, and the path to the deities' realm."
"The four rapscallions — Wang Xi, Wan Mingzhu, Qi Changsheng, and Han Baling — have joined hands."
The shocking news made the four super Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, who had the firmest beliefs, rub their hands.
"The Cloud Qin Gold Statues are legendary ancient treasures. Even one of them can change the outcome of the battle," Master Bitter Cicada said with a sigh.
"If Han Baling, Wan Mingzhu, or Qi Changsheng get a few Cloud Qin Gold Statues, it is possible that they will be able to change the world and raise a series of catastrophes."
"Wang Xi is best known for his cunningness and cunningness. Everything about the Divine Palace is just his side of the story. It is not necessarily true."
Ba Xiaoyu the Beggar sniffed and said, "However, whatever Wang Xi's purpose is, the joint attack of the four rapscallions is indeed not to be underestimated. One moment of carelessness, and the world will be plunged into chaos."
"We have to find the Divine Palace before the four rapscallions do," Qi Zhongdao said solemnly.
"It's a pity that the map of the Divine Palace is now in Wang Xi's hands."
"It doesn't matter."
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