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Chapter 2202

Words:2065Update:22/07/24 13:29:08

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Above the ocean, Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back. Like an immortal, he was above everyone else.

All the beasts were watching with their mouths wide open. The woman, in particular, was in awe.

She knew very well how terrifying her poison was. Even a cultivator of the ninth level would not be unharmed. Yet Ling Xian was completely unharmed. Why wouldn't she be shocked?

"Unbelievable. How did he do this?"

"That is a poison that even a cultivator of the ninth level cannot defend against. This person is far too powerful."

"I thought he was a soft persimmon. I cannot believe he is a fierce dragon."

All the beasts chimed in, shocked to the extreme.

Even the beasts who knew how strong Ling Xian was didn't think he could defend against the woman's poison.

"Impossible, how could you block my poison …" The seductive woman was in a daze, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

Though she didn't want to accept it, the reality was before her and nobody could deny it.

"Nothing is impossible. If you don't believe me, you can wait a little longer and see if I die from the poison."

Ling Xian softly grinned. With the True Fire of Purity around him, no matter how powerful the poison was, it posed no threat to him.

"I have lost." The woman bitterly smiled, knowing that her poison had been cleansed by Ling Xian. There was no point in waiting any longer.

Thus, she regained her spirit and prepared to leave this place.

"You think you can leave?"

Ling Xian erased his smile and said, "I have nothing against you, yet you want to kill me. How can I forgive you?"

Hearing this, the charming woman's face turned pale, and her speed increased by a large margin.

The short elder and the man in yellow also lost their composure and ran away in a hurry.

"You want to leave now? It's too late." Ling Xian spoke coldly. Air swirled around him and turned into two clones.

It was the Three Pure Ones.

Whooosh!

Moving as fast as lightning and as fast as a shooting star, Ling Xian's two clones stopped the short elder and the man in yellow. His original self stopped the woman.

The three of them lost their composure. Not even in their dreams did they think Ling Xian would be this fast.

Thus, they gritted their teeth and attacked crazily.

Sadly, no matter how crazy they are, they cannot escape.

Ling Xian merely raised his hand and the three of them began to puke blood. Their bodies were cracking open.

This was especially so for the seductive woman. Her entire body was spurting blood, and her life was hanging by a thread.

What could they do? Ling Xian was far too powerful. Even if it was only a clone, the three of them had no right to fight him!

Therefore, in an instant, the three of them were suppressed by Ling Xian.

Their blood continued to flow, and in addition to fear, there was regret on their faces.

"I will not kill you. But, I will destroy your cultivation." Ling Xian's expression was emotionless. He pointed out with one finger and the mountains and rivers lost their color.

Instantly, three shrill cries resounded through the clouds. Anyone could hear the anger and despair contained within the cries.

For cultivators, cultivation was more important than anything else, even more important than their lives.

Now that their cultivations had been destroyed by Ling Xian, they were naturally angry and hopeless.

"It's over." Ling Xian glared at the three of them without a trace of pity.

If it weren't for the fact that he was powerful and possessed the True Fire of Burning Evil, the one who would have died would be him.

"Ah, I will not rest until you die!" The man in yellow howled. He wanted nothing more than to shred Ling Xian into pieces.

The short old man and the seductive woman were the same.

After cultivating for a hundred years, he was crippled in a single day. No one would be able to accept it.

"The you right now, do you have the right to speak so arrogantly?"

Ling Xian spoke softly, making the man in yellow furious. But he had no words to argue.

He couldn't even defend against one attack from Ling Xian when he was at his peak, let alone losing his cultivation?

Therefore, the man in yellow bitterly smiled and staggered away.

The seductive woman and the short old man followed closely behind.

This made all the beasts exclaim. They didn't think the three of them attacking Ling Xian would result in such a result.

"Does anyone else want to attack me?" Ling Xian glanced around. Like an immortal God, he looked down at the world.

The reason why he destroyed those three's cultivation was for two reasons. One, those three wanted to kill him. Two, he wanted to use this opportunity to establish his dominance.

Most of the beasts here didn't like him. Only by establishing his dominance would he be able to scare these beasts.

Hearing what he said, most of the beasts bitterly smiled and remained silent.

Their capabilities were similar to those three. Some were even weaker. Naturally, they didn't dare to make a move against Ling Xian.

"If I am not wrong, you are the Ling Xian who defeated Feng Qiu Dao and saved the White Tiger Kind." A man in purple spoke. His eyes were deep and out of the ordinary.

"It is me." Ling Xian's expression was calm. If he wasn't in the limelight, then he could hide.

But right now, he was the center of attention. Under this rare circumstance, anyone could guess his identity.

"What? He's the prodigy who suppressed Feng Qiudao? "

"It is no wonder he could finish off those three in an instant. Even Feng Qiu Dao was no opponent of his. In the entire Planet of the Spirits, who can fight against him?"

"I'm afraid that only the princess of the True Dragon Clan would be able to contend against him."

All the beasts at the scene were once again in awe.

Whether it was defeating Feng Qiu Dao or saving the White Fox Kind, they were all shocking events. Naturally, these beasts have heard of them.

"It really is you …" The man in purple stared at Ling Xian and revealed his desire to fight. But very quickly, it disappeared.

"If you want to fight against me, then I advise you to give up on that thought."

Ling Xian's gaze was deep. The man in purple was a pure-blooded roc with an extraordinary foundation. However, he was merely two undefeatable realms and had no right to fight against Ling Xian.

"I know myself. No matter what, I am no opponent of yours."

The man in purple softly sighed. He was merely a talented descendant of the roc kind. Ling Xian, on the other hand, was someone only the strongest descendant of the royal kind could fight against!

"Very well." Ling Xian softly grinned. He simply wanted to breakthrough to the peak of the eighth level and didn't want to fight against anyone.

Then, he glanced around, "Since nobody wants to fight against me, then don't stop me from absorbing the power of the whirlpool."

Then, he closed his eyes and waited for the whirlpool to appear.

This made all the beasts' faces darken. They wanted to stop him but didn't dare to.

If this was before, perhaps some beasts would've attacked Ling Xian. But after he revealed his identity, nobody dared to attack him.

Even Feng Qiu Dao was no opponent of his. No matter how unwilling they were, they had to endure!

Therefore, Ling Xian was at peace.

He absorbed the spiritual energy from Heaven and Earth into his body. As he cultivated, he waited for the whirlpool to appear.

Time passed by little by little. After two days, three silhouettes landed. All of them had enough energy to swallow the mountains and rivers.

"Look, the strongest descendant of the roc kind is here!"

"The princess of the dragon kind is here as well. But who is that woman? I don't know her. "

"Though her foundation isn't as good as the princess', her looks and physique do not pale in comparison!"

"The point is, she makes me want to kneel on the ground and bow down to her!"

The demonic beasts at the scene discussed animatedly. Their gazes were all fixated on the peerless beauty in the white robe.

For one, she was unfamiliar to them. For two, it was because of the mysterious pressure she emitted.

Just like normal beasts seeing a pure-blooded royal, they couldn't help but want to kneel.

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