Chapter 774

"It's really hard to imagine the depth of the Parting Hatred Palace. You guys even managed to find an expert that could play the Primordial Lost Sound."

The Dragon stood a little lower in the air. His gaze slowly moved away from the platform where the Primordial Lost Sound was placed, and landed on Ji Polu. "Looks like it's not too much to prepare."

Ji Polu looked down at the Dragon coldly. "What is the purpose of the Fengtian Sect's scheming?"

"Tyrant doesn't need to know." The Dragon said indifferently.

Ji Polu instantly lost interest in talking. He slowly raised his hand and clenched it. An uncountable amount of fist force burst forth from the void, and the void within a radius of a few hundred feet exploded with "peng peng peng peng" sounds.

Next, the two of them engaged in another "contest". In reality, it was the angered Ji Polu who was one-sidedly suppressing the Dragon. The latter could only defend and not fight back.

Until the Six Stars of the Radiant Sun descended from the sky like a scorching sun.

What kind of blazing meteorite was that?

It was simply indescribable with words. The moment it appeared, everyone thought that the sky had brightened, that the warm sun had appeared, that the long and arduous night had finally passed, and that it would be the dawn after this.

But very quickly, they realized that wasn't the case. Because the rising sun couldn't possibly be hot enough to make people sweat.

Every soldier who was already drenched in sweat on the battlefield felt as though they had fallen into a blazing hell. Every moment and every breath was a kind of torment. Large amounts of dehydration made them want to collapse right here and now. It didn't matter even if they would sink into eternal darkness.

"Six Stars of the Radiant Sun. Please enlighten me, Tyrant!" Long Xiang retreated a certain distance and stood on the city wall.

Ji Polu raised his head and looked at the sky. For the first time, his fist emitted sparks.

It was also sparks. The orange-red sparks looked extremely bright, like top-grade firewood burning. Moreover, it became denser and denser, denser and denser, until it was like a ball of magma. Only then did he strike out fiercely.

That ball of magma initially didn't rise quickly, but it gradually became a shooting star.

The comparison between the two shooting stars was like an ant trying to shake a tree. The magma was only the size of a fist, while the Six Stars of the Radiant Sun descended from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the magma was so fast that only its afterimage could be seen. When it crashed into the scorching sun, the scorching sun actually cracked open, followed by a burst of dazzling fire. It was like a huge firework that exploded in the air, turning into countless small meteors that fell from the sky.

Those small meteors also seemed to have astonishing destructive power, but halfway through, they exploded into even more broken rocks and scattered in all directions.

The sky went from being as bright as day to falling back into darkness in just a few breaths of time.

This was a cultivator of the seventh realm, a god-like figure.

As Yan Li played the Primordial Lost Sound, his heart was filled with longing. With enough zhenqi to spare, he played to his heart's content, causing the four followers of the Fengtian Sect to suffer unspeakable pain. It was even harder to resist than the devilish music piercing their ears.

With enough vital energy to spare, he played to his heart's content. He played to his heart's content, causing the four Fengtian Sect disciples to suffer.

Not only him, but Ji Polu's face also showed a different emotion for the first time. "You're here."

These three words revealed an indescribable complex emotion. There was regret, nostalgia, sadness, and guilt.

The figure that was so far away that it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman slowly pulled out something from his waist. It looked like a dagger or a dagger, but it was too dark to be seen clearly.

The figure, who was so far away that it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman, slowly pulled out something from his waist. It looked like a dagger or a dagger, but it was too dark to be seen clearly.

With just these two words, the person had already slashed through the air.

With only two words, that person had already slashed through the air.

There was no movement in the void, but Yan Li's eyebrows twitched. He felt an incomparably strong belief suddenly fill the entire Parting Hatred Palace.

He could no longer tell if it was hatred or resentment. He only knew that the intensity of the emotion was like a stampede of ten thousand horses.

Yan Li thought of the sword he used to kill Abagua in Shenzhou. It was also because of the convergence of all kinds of emotions that it erupted when it boiled to the extreme.

With this feeling, he could conclude that it was intent hidden!

"Alright!" Ji Polu only said one word before he rushed out of the walls of the Parting Hatred Palace.

Boom!

His huge body seemed to have collided with something, and an earth-shattering sound rang out. It was so loud that it broke the eardrums of the people nearby, including those followers of the Worship Heaven Sect.

Even though Yan Li was far away, he could still feel the extreme pressure that was about to push him into the depths of the ground. His heart felt like it was about to be squeezed out of his chest by the enormous pressure. Not to mention breathing, even his consciousness was sinking endlessly.

Then, an entire wall of the Parting Hatred Palace was instantly destroyed by the aftermath of the attack.

The shockwave continued to spread, but it was no longer important.

With the point of collision as the epicenter, an immeasurable amount of energy was suddenly injected. The main road in front of the Parting Hatred Palace, which was dozens of steps wide and spanned across the entire Luojing City, suddenly cracked and caved in. It was as if the earth was shaking.

The two of them had only exchanged a single move, but the main road that was dozens of miles long had turned into a river that was large enough to divert water. Regardless of the effect, just that terrifying control alone was enough to stun everyone.

The shockwave of energy did not have eyes. If it wanted to be round, it would be round. If it wanted to be square, it would be square. It would not intentionally turn the main road in the city into a river.

When everyone regained their senses, they could no longer see the shadows of the two people.

At the same time, an indescribable sound of collision came from the infinitely high sky.

A shadow fell rapidly and crashed onto the throne in the square.

When everything returned to normal, under the gaze of everyone, the smoke and dust dispersed, revealing Ji Polu who was sitting on the throne. His hair was disheveled and he was coughing up blood.

The other person, along with that little shadow, had already disappeared without a trace.

"Father!" Ji Hyun-woon's heart trembled. In his memory, Ji Polu had never been in such a sorry state. Endless panic rose in his heart. Because he could not imagine a world without Ji Polu.

He endured the pain and ran over on all fours. Tears welled up in his eyes. "You'll be fine, right? You'll be fine, right? "

Ji Polu raised his head slowly. His cold face suddenly revealed a gentle light. He raised his hand lightly and pressed on Ji Hyun-woon's head. "Xuan Yun … You can already … take charge …"

"I don't want to take charge. I want father to be well!" Ji Hyun-woon bit his lower lip.

"This world is fair …" Ji Polu vomited blood as he stuttered. "It gave … you … something … so it must … take … something … away …"

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the sky. He looked at the deeper darkness. "Look …"

The deeper darkness was like the last struggle before dawn.

At this moment, it was the darkest moment of the day.

Ji Hyun-woon raised his head. It wasn't because the darkest moment had arrived. It was a meteorite.