Compared to the thirty thousand Fire Falcons, the scarlet flames on Ji Hyun-woon's body were like the difference between a firefly and the moon.
Even though Ji Xuanyun's mind was no longer naïve and naive, he still couldn't help but be stunned by this scene. Is this still a perverted thief? He was clearly a monster that existed before the primordial era.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
The Fire Eagles flapped their wings and created a powerful ring of fire. The Daoist who was shining with golden light was immediately burned to ashes. Even the divine light that was spat out by the Fire Eagles disappeared without a trace.
A large number of palaces were destroyed by the ring of fire.
Yan Li.
Of course, we all know that this person is not Yan Li, so let's call him that for now.
Yan Li took a step forward, and an invisible force field destroyed the courtyard as easily as breaking dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
The soldier with the silver spear in the eye of the storm groaned and knelt down.
A trace of blood leaked from the corner of Ji Hyun-woon's lips. His knees trembled uncontrollably and half of his body was bent over. However, he clenched his teeth and refused to kneel down. His eyes were still burning with unyielding flames.
You can consign me to eternal damnation, but don't even think about making my soul yield!
The Overlord of Polu's bloodline roared with all its might.
Inside the Mountain River Palace, Ji Polu suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze pierced through the dozens of miles of palaces. His seven pearls and jade crown shook slightly and a torrential voice came out of the palace, "How dare you!"
The Fire Hawk, which was dozens of miles away, was suddenly struck by a powerful impact and was scattered. The ring of fire immediately disappeared without a trace.
Ji Hyun-woon's body lightened and the pressure disappeared. He fainted after a moment of dizziness.
Yan Li staggered from the impact and his eyes regained a trace of clarity.
Compared to the second situation, in the first situation, he knew everything that 'he' had done, so he knew that 'he' was in big trouble. Who else could the voice belong to if it was not 'Polu Ba Wang'?
Even from dozens of miles away, he could still hear the domineering aura from the voice.
What was worse was that the will that was temporarily controlling his body was roused by that angry shout, and it wanted to rush over and compete with the other party.
"Quiet down, quiet down!" He cursed in a low voice. "You two bastards …"
He didn't care about the willpower roaring in his soul, and managed to control his body to escape.
Although he was running away, the Parting Hatred Palace was too big. He had no idea which direction was the exit of the palace.
In the end, he had no choice but to run in the opposite direction of the sound.
After fleeing for a few dozen steps, Zhang Xuan vaguely sensed several powerful auras rapidly approaching. Even further away, there was an even more terrifying existence rapidly approaching as well.
He had almost killed Young Master Wei in the Parting Hatred Palace. How was he going to settle this crime?
Tearing his body into a thousand pieces was probably a light punishment.
Yan Li really wanted to go back and fight with them to his heart's content, and then sleep forever.
However, he suddenly thought of many people. His life and death, honor and disgrace, were also their lives and death, honor and disgrace.
He was not alone.
When he thought of this, he exerted even more strength, but the two wills simply wanted more after having tasted the marrow. They persistently entangled him and were ready to seize control of his body at any moment.
He had to calm his mind and body.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of an enormous plaza in the distance. On that plaza was a high platform, and on that high platform was a zither.
How could he see such a small musical instrument from such a distance?
Because that zither was three or four times larger than an ordinary one. Its entire body was the color of red sandalwood, as though it had been carved from a piece of pure and transparent amber. The surface of the zither was slightly bulging, the body hollow, and the bottom of the body was embedded.
When he got closer, he could see that the zither had fifty strings.
Those fifty strings were extremely frightening, because the highest string was the thickness of a pinky finger. It didn't look like a string at all.
Below the zither was an ink platform. Next to the ink platform was a stone tablet. On it were four words: Immemorial Lost Sound.
Yan Li's heart shook. He couldn't help but run to the plaza, climb up the high platform, and come to the side of the zither. The zither in front of him needed to stand up in order to completely touch all the strings.
The surface of the zither and the body of the zither were one, the body of the zither and the inkstone were one, and the inkstone was seamlessly connected to the platform. This didn't seem like a zither for people to play. It was more like a piece of art that was carved out of stone.
The army surrounded him, but Yan Li turned a deaf ear. Those powerful presences had also arrived at the plaza, but he ignored them.
In his eyes, there was only this "Immemorial Lost Sound".
He didn't know how many springs and autumns it had experienced, but there were many places that had been corroded by time to the point that its original color couldn't be seen. Large patches of mottled color covered its original luster, allowing people to clearly understand that it had stood alone in this world for a long time. Because no one was able to play it, it emitted a faint sorrow.
Yan Li could even imagine that when its owner was here, the sound of the zither would move, and the entire Parting Hatred Palace would come to life. At that time, the scenery was no longer there, and no one knew where the people had gone. Only a lonely zither remained, tastelessly tasting the storms of the world.
His hand slowly stroked the strings of the zither, sliding from the high notes to the low notes. Every string was like an iron pillar, but every string was as sharp as a small knife, scraping against his fingertips.
The army silently surrounded the high platform. A few powerful auras came to the bottom of the platform. One of them was a white-haired old man with a stooped back, but he let out a stern shout, "Do you know that this is His Highness' most beloved sacred weapon!"
Yan Li indifferently mocked, "Is that so?"
"Whether it is or not isn't up to you to decide!" The old man's gaze was forceful, and he slightly raised his hand.
"Slow down."
At this moment, Ji Polu slowly descended from the sky.
Flying through the air was a cultivation realm that belonged to the legends.
"His Highness, this child insulted the sacred tool, insulted His Highness, and should be executed on the spot," the old man said.
"You seem to be somewhat unconvinced." Even though Ji Polu was standing below the platform and looking up, he still had an extremely oppressive feeling.
Yan Li only felt a mountain-like pressure pouring down on him. He braced himself and said, "Of course I'm unconvinced!"
"I'll give you a chance to say something." Ji Polu indifferently said, "If you can convince this prince, this prince will spare your little life!"
Yan Li said in a low voice, "Rather than saying that you love this sacred tool, it's more accurate to say that you love the supreme authority that this sacred tool represents."
"You can't even move it, right?" He said with a slightly mocking tone.
"Bastard, His Highness just doesn't want to move …" That old man couldn't restrain his anger.
Ji Polu raised his hand, and then said, "Are you challenging this prince?"
Yan Li straightened his back, and said proudly, "I can move it!"
"Good!" Ji Polu suddenly laughed loudly, his vigorous and arrogant laughter shaking the entire Hatred Parting Palace. "You are very arrogant, as arrogant as Li Ku. Good! I'll let you move it. If you can move it, this prince will naturally fulfill his promise. If you can't … "
His expression suddenly darkened. "This prince will grind your bones to dust!"
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