Out of Time!
The dust cloud dispersed. Zhao Wuji, who had been arrogant just a moment ago, was now lying on the ground with his eyes closed. The wound on his head was bleeding profusely, and his brain had almost turned into mush. Even a Creator wouldn't be able to create a new brain for himself with such injuries. But for Zhao Wuji, who was already a peak Human Immortal, it wasn't enough to kill him.
The blood bar above his head still had a thin sliver of blood left.
All the cultivators who saw this gasped in their hearts. Then, their gazes fell on Ning Qi, and their eyes were filled with reverence!
With a flash, Ning Qi appeared beside Zhao Wuji. According to his estimation of Zhao Wuji's injuries, this guy would probably be unconscious for tens to hundreds of years before waking up. Wang Zhong and the others wanted to bring Zhao Wuji away, but Ning Qi waved his hand.
For an existence like Zhao Wuji, no matter how serious his injuries were, he wouldn't feel at ease letting Wang Zhong and the others look after him. Ning Qi glanced at the third prince. The third prince felt helpless. He slowly walked to Ning Qi's side and reached out, throwing Zhao Wuji into Di Yu's hand.
Di Yu stared at this scene with his mouth agape. He felt his hands burning hot. Such an expert was being left to look after? If Zhao Wuji were to wake up, he would be in danger!
"Master, I …."
Di Yu looked at the Third Ming Prince with flickering eyes.
"Are you scared?"
The Third Ming Prince glared.
"No, I'm not."
Di Yu hurriedly said. He then lowered his head to look at Zhao Wuji, gritted his teeth, and shut his mouth. He believed that if Zhao Wuji were to wake up, his master would be able to suppress him immediately.
"A small interlude happened today, and I'm sorry to have startled everyone."
Ning Qi smiled and returned to the Saint Concubine's side, then smiled at the Nine Serenities Demonic Sovereign and the others.
The Nine Serenities Demonic Sovereign and the others hurriedly expressed that it was fine. Their gazes toward Ning Qi became even more respectful. Many people secretly glanced at Zhao Wuji, then at Ning Qi. Although they didn't show anything on their faces, they felt that today's scene was the most shocking one they had ever seen.
Zhao Wuji's origin was obvious. He must be a celestial from the celestial clan. Otherwise, how could he have such terrifying strength but not appear in front of everyone? They thought that Zhao Wuji had followed the traces of Ning Qi and Little Six, but they didn't know that Zhao Wuji had been healing in the Central Continent for countless years. Today, he came with injuries. Otherwise, with his full strength, it would not have been so easy for Ning Qi to suppress him.
Ning Qi's coronation came to an end after he defeated Zhao Wuji. From this day onward, the faces of every living being in the world would be branded into the minds of two people: the North Mystic Immortal Emperor, and the Frigid Sky Holy Mother!
…
In the Celestial Emperor Temple, a cool aura entered Zhao Wuji's body. Not long after, he slowly woke up. At the instant he woke up, Zhao Wuji subconsciously wanted to stand up. At the same time, he looked around vigilantly. In the end, he realized that he couldn't move because there was a foot on his shoulder.
"You won't get up until I tell you to, right?"
The Third Ming Prince looked at Zhao Wuji with a faint smile. He had a strong urge to kill Zhao Wuji. He was a demon cultivator, while Zhao Wuji was an immortal cultivator. The two races had always been at odds. Although the Third Ming Prince had never experienced that era, he had read many ancient books. After confirming Zhao Wuji's identity, he was slightly surprised. It had been so many years since a demon cultivator was able to meet an immortal cultivator, but because of Ning Qi, he was able to meet the greatest enemy of the demon race in such a small world.
"You?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered with a hint of anger. He realized that the foot on his shoulder was extremely strong, so strong that he was a little scared!
The immortal race refined their spirit, while the demon race refined their physique. Besides, the Third Ming Prince's cultivation was similar to Zhao Wuji's when he was at his peak. It was only natural that Zhao Wuji was shocked by his strength.
"You what?"
The Third Ming Prince's eyes widened.
"That's enough."
Ning Qi waved his hand calmly and approached Zhao Wuji. The Third Ming Prince took half a step back. Zhao Wuji was even more shocked after seeing this. He did not expect there to be two such powerful experts here, and one of them seemed to be the subordinate of the other!
Where did this kid come from?
Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered with doubt.
"Zhao Wuji, right?"
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"You, how do you know my name?"
Zhao Wuji stared at Ning Qi in astonishment.
Even Little Six was startled, as he had no idea what Zhao Wuji's real name was.
"You want to know? I can tell you, but you have to tell me something first. "
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"What do you want from me?"
Zhao Wuji was startled. Did he have anything on him that could catch his eye?
"The way back to the land of the immortals."
Ning Qi said with a smile, "Your mission is destined to fail, but if you can tell me the way back to the land of the immortals, I can spare your life."
The way back to the land of the immortals?
Zhao Wuji was slightly startled. Then his eyes revealed a trace of pride as he sneered: "So you don't even know the way back. Hahaha, just give up. I won't tell you. If you have the guts, then kill me today!" Zhao Wuji laughed coldly.
"Looks like I'll have to raise that Purple Void Tree."
Ning Qi looked at Little Six and smiled.
Purple Void Tree?
"Wait!"
Seeing that Ning Qi was about to kill him, Zhao Wuji quickly said, "I can tell you the way back, but will you really spare my life?"
Zhao Wuji had planned to use this to bargain with Ning Qi, but when he heard the words Purple Void Tree, he could no longer remain calm. Something like the Purple Void Tree was extremely rare in the land of the immortals, but since Ning Qi mentioned it, Zhao Wuji did not dare to continue the gamble. If Ning Qi really had the Purple Void Tree, he could raise it and use it to find the way back to the land of the immortals!
In that case, his trump card would be useless.
The corner of Ning Qi's lips curled up. "I can spare your life, but I will take away your cultivation."
Zhao Wuji's face darkened. Ning Qi's words made him believe Ning Qi. After all, if Ning Qi really wanted to lie to him, there was no need for him to say that last sentence. However, his cultivation was obtained through many years of hard work. If it was destroyed, he was afraid …
"I'll give you 10 breaths of time to think about it."
Ning Qi smiled.
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