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Home > Fantasy > Plundering the Heavens > Chapter 1382

Chapter 1382

Words:2664Update:22/08/23 03:21:43

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

No one could describe the sudden change in the world. In the pitch-black world, a strange tower appeared out of thin air, as if it had descended from the sky. The moment the strange tower appeared, there was a sudden burst of light. Although the light was not clear, it contained an indescribable power that tore apart the darkness between the heavens and the earth, causing light to reappear in the world. It was as if the strange tower had suppressed the entire world the moment it appeared. He sat on the ground, but it was more like he was standing at the highest point of this world, overlooking everything in this world with a cold and emotionless gaze …

At the moment the strange tower appeared, Di Liu, who had forcefully disintegrated into the Great Darkness Sky and shrouded the entire world, was suddenly suppressed by an extremely mysterious power. It shrank rapidly, and in the end, it was no longer in its original state. He fell in front of the strange tower in panic, his face filled with shock as he looked up at the strange tower …

"How could this be … Who are you?"

He roared hoarsely. Ever since he had woken up, he had never shown such a panicked expression on his face.

"This is … Little Di Liu 'er from the Scarlet Emperor's family?"

Someone in the strange tower spoke, as if he had recognized Di Liu's identity.

"Hmph, colluding with his father, he's not a good thing!"

Another existence, who clearly did not have a good impression of Di Liu, snorted coldly.

"Then let's kill him?"

Someone suggested. His killing intent was great.

"Leave some of his Divine Spirit here. We've been gone for too long, there are some things we need to ask him …"

Someone made a more sincere suggestion.

However, their discussion, as if there was no one else around, scared Di Liu out of his wits. He had just woken up and saw the living beings from the Ancestral Land of Tian Yuan, as well as the remnant disciple of the Taishang Orthodoxy. He felt that it was a dream, but as the strange tower appeared, he quickly realized … Damn it, this was definitely not a dream, this was a nightmare …

Why were these old fellows here?

Weren't they legendary existences with unforgivable crimes?

"You … You …"

Di Liu subconsciously took a few steps back. He was so scared that he couldn't form the words that he wanted to say.

After retreating a few dozen feet, he suddenly flew up at a speed faster than a meteor. With a flash of silver light, his Divine Soul had already escaped hundreds of miles away. As if he didn't care about his life, he tore through the void, trying to escape from this place …

"These monsters have actually returned. This is bad. I have to report this to my father …"

There was only one thought in his mind!

Unfortunately, before he could get far, a large hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and grabbed him.

"Heavenly Devil … No … Uncle Xuanji, please … please let me go …"

Di Liu seemed to recognize the owner of this large hand, and his panicked voice rang out.

However, the person he called "Uncle Xuanji" did not care about him at all. The large hand retracted and forcibly dragged Di Liu's Divine Soul. The huge strange tower flew up again and retreated to a corner of this world. When it landed again, it threw Di Liu down, and the strange tower directly suppressed Di Liu's body. In the midst of his miserable screams, the strange tower crashed down with a loud bang. Peace returned to this world, as if nothing had happened!

A dignified Imperial Prince was suppressed just like that, and there was not even the slightest bit of resistance …

Even Fang Xing could only stare blankly at this scene. When the strange tower returned to normal, he chuckled and rushed to the front of the strange tower. He first squatted down to look at Di Liu, who was suppressed by the strange tower, and then looked up at the strange tower with a smile, "Seniors inside, thank you very much. Now leave this kid to me, there's no need to trouble you!"

"Humph, who was the one who called us old bastards just now?"

An existence's cold voice rang out, and it seemed to be very displeased.

Fang Xing hurriedly said with a smile, "Who called him that? Who would dare to? You must have heard wrong. Come, leave him to me … "

"This kid already had the cultivation of a Primordial Immortal a thousand years ago. Even if we capture him and hand him over to you, you won't be able to suppress him!"

Another existence in the strange tower spoke up. He did not argue with Fang Xing, but just calmly explained.

"Can't suppress him?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "That's true. Then I'll have to trouble seniors to strip off his Immortal Life and give it to me, okay?"

"Immortal Life?"

The existences in the strange tower were slightly stunned and fell silent.

"Yes, I'm lacking an Immortal Life now …"

Fang Xing nodded excitedly and looked at the strange tower with pitiful eyes.

This was what he was most interested in about the Imperial Influenza. Ever since he found out that an Imperial Flow had not died after being suppressed for a thousand years, he had been extremely curious about an Immortal Life. What kind of thing could have such a miraculous effect? One of his goals was to lure the Imperial Flow into his Realm of Consciousness, then completely suppress him and strip off his Immortal Life. After all, he had seen with his own eyes that the Nine-headed Worm had regained its lifespan after obtaining an Immortal Life and turned back into a young man. Now that he did not have much time left, did he not need an Immortal Life to save him?

He didn't have the ability to extract the Immortal Life of a Monarch Flow cultivator, but none of the existences in this strange tower were ordinary people. Each of them had a great background, so if they wanted to extract the Immortal Life of a Monarch Flow cultivator for him, it should be possible …

However, under his eager gaze, the strange tower was silent.

After a long time, a voice rang out, "Child, if an Immortal Life could be so easily stripped, then the Great Immortal Realm would not be in such a mess …"

"Eh …"

Fang Xing could not help but be stunned. He looked up at the strange tower and did not speak.

Another voice rang out, "Since an Immortal Life is called an Immortal Life, it is similar to one's fate. Once bestowed with the Righteous Bestowal, it is bound to the cultivator's life and death. Even the most powerful cultivator cannot strip an Immortal Life from a living person. The Great Immortal Realm has existed for hundreds of thousands of years. Countless people have mentioned or tried to strip an Immortal Life, but in the end, no one has ever succeeded …"

"This …"

Fang Xing was even more speechless, and he felt a sense of despair.

"Unless …"

Someone seemed to have thought of something and spoke after some thought.

"Unless what?"

Fang Xing asked anxiously, but that existence did not speak.

In the end, a cold voice came to a conclusion, "An Immortal Life cannot be stripped, there is no need to say anything more!"

"If it can't be done, then it can't be done …"

Fang Xing stood up in disappointment and turned to leave as he mumbled, "And here I thought these old bastards were capable of something …"

The existences in the strange tower: "…"





"What's wrong with him?"

Back in the Immortal Abode, ever since the Emperor Flow rushed into Fang Xing's Knowledge Sea, Zhu Xiu and the others were shocked. They looked at Fang Xing with great worry, but they did not dare to touch him and could only wait anxiously. If it were not for Fang Xing's "I've been waiting for you for half a day", which gave them some hope, Zhu Xiu would have been certain that Fang Xing was dead by now …

Even so, they were still worried. After all, Emperor Flows were terrifyingly powerful existences!

Some people's hearts sank uncontrollably, and they were filled with despair!

Some of the fat pig disciples even knelt before Fang Xing's knees and cried loudly, preparing to attend their Master's funeral!

"That poor Master of mine …"

However, just as one of the fat disciples waited for a long time, opened his mouth wide, and was about to cry out loud, a hand suddenly reached out and tightly pinched his mouth. Then, they saw Fang Xing slowly stretch his waist, and woke up from his meditative state. With a smile in his eyes, he slowly swept his gaze across the cultivators. "Why are all of you looking at me like that?"

"You … you're fine?"

Zhu Xiu was shocked and overjoyed. From the lazy look on his face, Fang Xing must not have been possessed.

"Shouldn't I be fine?"

Fang Xing smiled faintly and glanced at Zhu Xiu.

"What about the Emperor Flow?"

Someone asked hurriedly, obviously having no time to joke with him.

"I've suppressed it!"

Fang Xing's words were simple, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Suppressed …"

Zhu Xiu looked at each other speechlessly. They all felt that Fang Xing's current appearance was somewhat unfathomable.

"Ugh … Good, it's good that he's suppressed!"

After a long time, Lu Sou broke the awkward atmosphere and slowly let out a sigh of relief. He straightened his body and said, "I didn't expect to meet such a troublesome guy. After being suppressed for a thousand years, his body is half-rotten, yet he's still alive. The Great Immortal World is indeed full of extraordinary people. However, since he's been suppressed by you, do you have a way to extract his Immortal Fate? If you can obtain the Immortal Fate, then … "

"Yes, yes, yes, isn't his Immortal Fate perfect for use?"

As soon as he said that, everyone became excited and looked at Fang Xing eagerly.

They had the same idea as Fang Xing — they all wanted to extract the Immortal Fate from the Emperor Flow to cure Fang Xing …

"The Immortal Fate can't be extracted …"

Fang Xing was a little moved, but he still said the despairing words with a wry smile.

"Then …"

Everyone became silent, and the worry on the Dragon Lady's face became even heavier.

Fang Xing, on the other hand, was unusually relaxed at this moment. He seemed to have thought of a certain idea, and his eyes were filled with excitement. He kicked away a fat disciple who was hugging his leg, got up, and stretched. He looked around and smiled: "There's no need to be so unlucky. This isn't the only way to obtain an Immortal Fate. I have many other methods. Get up first and see if there's a way out …"

His relaxed appearance was hard to understand. Zhu Xiu and Zhu Xiu looked at each other in confusion.

"I've already looked around, there's no way out here …"

After a while, it was Ao Lie who spoke. This topic also made everyone feel despair.

However, after hearing this, Fang Xing's smile became even more excited: "Hmm … That's perfect, let's do it this way!"

The celestial mansion was silent, and no one moved. Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. "Yes, that smile. Once it's revealed, nothing good will happen. Someone will definitely be unlucky. Heavens, there are no outsiders here … What is this ancestor trying to do this time?"

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