Chapter 37
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Feng Qingge seemed to have sensed something as she quickly turned around and saw his thoughtful gaze. Her heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly said, "Brother Murong, I, I was just impatient …"
Murong Yixuan smiled elegantly and said in a gentle voice, "It's already extremely rare for an ancient mythological beast to appear in our Glorious Sun Country. What's more, we saw the divine light land and the mythological beast descend with our own eyes. Actually, there's no need to be too stubborn about whether we can obtain it or not. Everything depends on fate. "
"Mn, Brother Murong is right. Qingge was just impatient." She recovered her usual calmness and gentleness as she looked at him with adoration.
"Who obtained the mythological beast?!"
Suddenly, a voice filled with pressure came from the sky. That voice contained the aura of Spiritual Energy, and it clearly spread around the forest.
Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual energy that was different from profound energy, the people standing at the edge of the hole were shocked. They all looked up and saw a middle-aged man standing on a flying instrument in midair. He stood with his hands behind his back as he looked down at the people below. The pressure of a powerhouse filled the air in an instant and shrouded everyone's body.
Everyone only felt a heavy aura as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them. Their chests felt as if a large rock was pressing down on them, making them unable to breathe. Their legs faintly wanted to kneel under this strong pressure.
Indeed, some people with lower cultivation couldn't withstand the pressure from above and knelt on the ground with a plop. The blood in their chests churned and blood flowed out from their mouths.
Feng Qingge's forehead was also covered in cold sweat from that strong pressure. Her face was pale and her legs went soft. She was about to fall to the ground when Murong Yixuan helped her up. At the same time, he used profound energy to protect her heart meridian to prevent her blood from churning.
"Senior, can you retract your pressure and allow this junior to speak in detail?"
Murong Yixuan looked at the middle-aged man in midair. At this time, he noticed that there were a few people in midair. Some of them were on swords, some were riding on flying beasts and some were standing on flying instruments.
"What? The mythological beast disappeared? " An old man at the side glanced down and frowned as he said to the middle-aged man who was releasing his pressure, "Retract your pressure and listen to what that brat has to say. Who obtained the mythological beast? Speak quickly! "
Perhaps it was because the old man had spoken or because Murong Yixuan was neither arrogant nor humble, but after the middle-aged man retracted his pressure, he said in a deep voice, "Speak what you know!"
Once the pressure dispersed, the people below felt as if a large rock pressing on their chests had been removed. They could finally breathe and recover.
When facing such an expert, everyone below naturally didn't dare be disrespectful.
Murong Yi Xuan cupped his hands and bowed towards the people above before saying, "Seniors, when this junior arrived here, there was already no Divine Beast. I don't know who obtained the Divine Beast. This junior is speaking the truth. If you don't believe me, you can ask the people over there. They were even one step ahead of us."
He looked at the people from the other team. Those people had already panicked under the powerful pressure from above. Naturally, they didn't dare to hide anything. "Yes, yes, yes. When we came here, we didn't see the Divine Beast. We don't know where the Divine Beast went. If we got the Divine Beast, we wouldn't dare to deceive the Venerables."
..... to.. ......... Even if he was given a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to deceive a cultivator.
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