A person walked out from the surging Lightning.
There was no sign of life on this person. He was like a ghost walking in the dark night, silently walking on the boundless path.
Behind him, the light from the Lightning seemed to be a flickering robe on his body, making him even more dazzling.
For a moment, there was a completely different and contradictory feeling in everyone's heart.
This person seemed to have become a combination of light and darkness, appearing in front of their eyes in such a strange way, and this scene would forever remain in their hearts.
Franklyn's eyes narrowed. Even his aura became chaotic for a moment.
After seeing this person, even he felt a huge pressure.
Although this person did not release any pressure, the Divine Hall Pontiff, who had fought with this person before, knew that the moment this person released that earth-shattering pressure, it would be the moment of a life-and-death battle between them.
He took a deep breath and slightly tightened his grip on the Radiant Staff.
The Radiant Force in his body seemed to be pushed by an invisible force at this moment, forming a defensive force around him.
Although Franklyn knew that this defensive method could not stop this person, he still did it because he would rather do a lot of useless things when facing this person. He did not want to see a pitch-black cross sword suddenly appear in front of him at the most crucial moment.
"Sect Master Fan Shu …" Franklyn said: "Do you want to interfere in this matter too?"
After hearing Franklyn's name, everyone's expression changed greatly. They all thought of the same person at the same time.
In a moment, everyone looked at 108 in horror. Whether it was the Venerable One of the East or the Venerable One of the West, they felt a strong chill from the bottom of their hearts after hearing this person's name. Their bodies even shuddered.
However, they had a strong question in their minds.
Why did this big shot walk out from the lightning that contained a huge amount of power? What kind of unknown relationship did he have with He Yiming?
108 silently looked at Franklyn. He did not sense any powerful aura from him, but the more it was so, the more cautious the Western Pope became. He did not want to act rashly before he figured out the other party's intentions.
After a while, Franklyn said in a deep voice: "Honorable Sect Master Fan Shu, as far as I know, you're also excluded from the circle that Bing Xiaotian invited." He paused as if to give the other party time to digest this sentence: "If you're willing, Sect Master Fan Shu, let's work together."
108's eyes flashed. In an instant, he had calculated that if they continued to talk about this topic, it would be a piece of cake for him to delay for 15 minutes.
"Honorable Pope, even if you and I work together, we won't be able to contend against them."
He Yiming had arrived at the edge of the lightning zone. He saw the expressions on everyone's faces, and he also saw 108's appearance.
Although he had only met Old Ancestor Yellow Spring once, the appearance that 108 transformed into was no different from that of the man who had his back against the mountain.
Combined with his strange entrance, it made him seem even more unfathomable.
When he spoke at this moment, whether it was his tone or his voice, it was exactly the same as Patriarch Yellow Spring.
Even if Hao Xue was resurrected and the two Deputy Sect Masters of the Yellow Spring Sect came in person, they could not see any flaws in this imposter.
Franklyn naturally could not see anything. When he heard 108's words, he smiled and said, "Sect Master Fan Shu, we, the Western World, have already worked together. If you can join us, we will have three people at the peak of the human dao. It will be enough to make Bing Xiaotian and the others change their minds."
Everyone fell silent. Franklyn was right. The power of three people at the peak of the human dao was already unimaginable. They might not be able to contend against Bing Xiaotian and the others directly, but if they only wanted to cause trouble, no one in the world could stop them.
No matter what Bing Xiaotian was planning to do by gathering all the people at the peak of the human dao, as long as the three of them hid in the dark and caused trouble, there was no way they could succeed.
108's head shook slightly, but the amplitude was quite strange. Even with Franklyn's eyesight, he could not tell if he was nodding or shaking his head.
"Your Highness, I am honored to be invited by you." 108 revealed a smile, but it was eerie and terrifying no matter how one looked at it. "After careful consideration, I am very willing to complete this great feat with you."
Franklin let out a long sigh of relief, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Although Old Ancestor Yellow Spring was recognized as the number one assassin in the world, after reaching his level of martial arts cultivation, he valued personal promises very much.
Since he had agreed, then no matter what happened, unless the Western powerhouses took the initiative to betray him, they would be friends in the same trench in this matter, and there would be no turning back.
The corner of He Yiming's mouth twitched slightly. At this moment, even he himself didn't understand what kind of mood he was in.
His only thought at this moment was, if Yellow Spring and the Shrine Pontiff really met in the future, what kind of interaction would they have?
108's disguise was so powerful that even the peak experts of the human path did not notice anything strange.
Of course, this was also related to the way he appeared. If he did not appear in such a gorgeous way in front of everyone, Franklyn might not have been fooled.
His Highness the Pope's gaze finally moved away from the expert in front of him, who was on par with him. He then shifted his gaze to the ball of lightning that was still flickering.
His heart was also filled with uncertainty. There was an enormous aura within this lightning bolt. The strength displayed by this aura was absolutely shocking. Even when compared to his own, it seemed to be even stronger.
In this world, only the top Sacred Beasts could have a stronger aura than his.
This was because the physique of Sacred Beasts was different from that of humans. Their bodies could contain more Qi of Heaven and Earth than humans. However, Sacred Beasts were inferior to humans in terms of the use of Qi and the use of Divine Soldier's weapons.
If this was not the case, humans would definitely be defeated if a peak expert of the human path clashed with a top Sacred Beast.
Franklyn was sure that there was a top Lightning Sacred Beast in the center surrounded by Lightning. However, this Sacred Beast seemed to have a close relationship with He Yiming and Yellow Spring, so he could not make up his mind.
108 frowned slightly and asked, "What are you going to do now?"
His words immediately pulled Franklyn's thoughts back. For the true peak experts of the human path, nothing was more important than the Island of Ice, which appeared once in a thousand years.
For this magical island, or rather, for the opportunity to advance to the Divine Path, he would do anything.
"Let them stay." Franklyn said confidently, "Convey our intentions. Bing Xiaotian and the others should make a wise choice."
Letting the top future Venerables of each sect stay was indeed a serious warning. Moreover, when those big shots knew that this was the work of three peak experts of the human path, their thoughts would definitely change subtly.
108 nodded, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes. It seemed that he did not really take the other party's words to heart.
"Did you come alone this time?" 108 asked unhurriedly.
He Yiming praised in his heart. 108 was indeed worthy of being 108. Almost a quarter of an hour had passed, and His Majesty the Pope of the Temple had been fooled by 108 to the point where he couldn't tell north from south.
He suddenly remembered that 108 had once said that the Yellow Spring Sect Master had once asked him if he was willing to be a killer.
He Yiming felt the same way when he saw 108, who seemed to have completely integrated into the role of the Yellow Spring Sect Master and was chatting leisurely with Franklyn.
It would be a pity if 108, who had such miraculous powers, did not become a killer.
Franklyn shook his head slightly and said, "The Divine Hall and the Dark Parliament have joined forces. This time, even Garfield came along."
Although in He Yiming and 108's impression, there was no such name as Garfield. However, it was obvious that someone who could be mentioned by Franklyn in such an equal tone. There was only one person in the entire West who was qualified to do so.
The president of the Dark Alliance's Parliament, who, like the Yellow Spring Sect Master of the East, was a peak expert of the human path who liked to hide in the dark.
"Where is he now?" 108's eyes lit up as he asked.
Franklyn smiled bitterly and said, "According to the agreement, he should have come five days ago, but there is still no news. Or … "He hesitated for a moment, then said," He was delayed by something. "
As a peak expert of the human path, there was basically nothing in this world that could threaten their safety. The only things that could affect their journey were some unexpected events.
108 nodded slightly, then suddenly turned around and left. A trace of black light rose from his body and enveloped him as he flew into the distance.
He Yiming's eyes widened. This guy's thoughts were so dense that it was frightening.
He Yiming would not believe that he was not the Yellow Spring Sect Master if someone still said that he was not the Yellow Spring Sect Master.
There was a sudden movement in front of his chest, and a faint sound reverberated in his armor, and in the next moment, it entered his ears.
"Time's up."
Behind He Yiming, the White Horse Lightning's body twitched slightly. Its eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to speak. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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