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"Haha, Cloud Crystal!" "So many Cloud Crystals!"
"With so many Cloud Crystals, we will definitely have a chance to break through to the Nihility Tribulation Realm!"
"With so many people from the Pure Yang Sword Sect entering the 'Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm', other than Tang Huan and a few others, I'm afraid we will have the greatest harvest!"
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At the edge of the Spirit Cloud Mountain, countless ravines of various sizes crisscrossed like spider webs, like a maze. In the evening, at the intersection of the narrow ravines, a burst of surprised cheers suddenly sounded out. The ones who spoke were four young men and women, their faces brimming with smiles.
On the cloud wall in front of them, there was a crack that was several meters long. Within the crack, layers of cloud crystals were piled up together. In every area of the Spirit Origin Mountain, cloud crystals would appear at almost every moment, and cracks would appear wherever there were spirit crystals.
Generally speaking, the number of spirit crystals that appeared each time ranged from a few to dozens.
However, there were hundreds of spirit crystals here. This kind of situation was extremely rare, not to mention that it had appeared at the edge of the Spirit Cloud Mountain.
In a place like this, encountering so many cloud crystals was no different from a pie falling from the sky.
It was no wonder they were so excited.
"Your luck is not bad. Unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't have the fortune to enjoy these spirit crystals!"
Right at this moment, a sneer sounded out. On the side of the crack that hid the cloud crystal, another even wider crack suddenly appeared. A golden-robed man strode out from within. He wore a golden crown on his head and was tall. There was no smile on his square face, making people feel that he was powerful even without being angry.
The four Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples were shocked at first, but soon after, anger appeared on their faces.
However, when they felt the faint aura that was being emitted from the golden-robed man's body, the anger on their faces had already disappeared, and what replaced it was unconcealable shock.
Amongst the four of them, the handsome man in white smiled bitterly and said, "This friend is right. These Cloud Crystals are yours. We will take our leave."
The golden-robed man who suddenly appeared had an extremely terrifying aura. He was definitely a tribulation realm cultivator, or even a tribulation realm expert. The four of them were only at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, and the other party could kill them with a single hand. Although they were extremely reluctant, they could only retreat.
"Wait!"
However, in the next moment, the golden-robed man laughed. His tone was so cold that it caused one's hair to stand on end. "Yun Jing must stay, and so must all of you!"
When the four Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples heard this, their expressions immediately changed.
The man in white was frightened and angry at the same time. He forced a smile on his face and said, "Friend, we have no enmity with you. We have already given you the Cloud Crystals. Why do you have to kill us?" Although he was furious, he didn't dare to do anything in case he angered the man in gold.
The other three Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples also dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything.
"We do indeed have no enmity with each other. However, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for being disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect." The golden-robed man's face was gloomy as he walked towards the white-clothed man and the others with large strides.
"…"
When the white-robed man and the others heard this, they wanted to cry but had no tears.
What kind of bullshit reason was this? Was it wrong to be born in the Pure Yang Sword Sect? Could it be that this person had a deep grudge with the Pure Yang Sword Sect? So he took revenge on the disciples of the Sword Sect?
"As long as I meet them, all the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect will die!" The golden-robed man's eyes were cold, and killing intent was revealed between his brows.
"Yo, Xia Lu, we haven't seen each other for more than a year, but your tone has grown a lot!" Suddenly, a mocking voice came from afar.
"Who is it?"
The golden-robed man was Xia Lu. When he heard this, he was immediately enraged. He soared into the air and landed on top of the cloud wall.
The white-clothed man and the other three looked at each other. Although the golden-robed man's attention had been diverted, they did not dare to rashly escape. However, they were extremely puzzled in their hearts. The person who had come seemed to be an acquaintance of this golden-robed man called Xia Lu, but from the tone of his words just now, the two of them should be enemies and not friends. If they were to fight, they might be able to take the opportunity to slip away. As for the few hundred Cloud Crystals, they did not dare to think about it anymore.
"Tang Huan, it's you!"
However, in the next moment, the hearts of the white-clothed man and the others skipped a beat. They quickly looked at each other and saw the deep astonishment in each other's eyes.
The person who came was actually Tang Huan?
After carefully recalling the voice from just now, it really did seem to be similar!
The white-clothed man could no longer suppress the surprise in his chest. He jumped up and landed on the other side of the cloud wall.
Dozens of meters away, there was indeed a tall figure floating along the cloud wall between the ravines. His body was wrapped in black, and he was as handsome as jade. Other than that Tang Huan, who else could it be? However, he did not know what the colorful, fluffy bird that was squatting on Tang Huan's shoulder was.
"Tang Huan!"
A few cries of alarm sounded out. It was the other three Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples who had also rushed up the cloud wall.
Xia Lu almost gritted her teeth as she laughed: "Tang Huan, I came at the right time. Just as I was about to look for you, you delivered yourself to my doorstep. Even the heavens are helping me. Last time, you relied on some despicable methods to successfully escape, but this time, you won't have any more chances."
Due to the ambiguous rumors between Li Shijun and Tang Huan, as well as Li Shijun's "protection" of Tang Huan, Xia Lu had wanted nothing more than to kill Tang Huan. Later on, when she was chasing after Tang Huan, she was ambushed and severely injured by Tang Huan, and was chased by the flying boat halfway, almost losing her life. This made her hate Tang Huan to the bone. After more than a year, not only did the hatred in his heart not decrease, it had instead become even stronger.
Now that she saw Tang Huan again, Xia Lu wished that she could hack him into smithereens.
"Oh?"
In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan had already stopped on top of the cloud wall that was about ten meters away from Xia Lu. He first smiled at the white clothed man and the others, then his gaze returned to Xia Lu.
With an indifferent smile, Tang Huan said meaningfully, "I've already said that Lady Shi Jun and I are just ordinary friends. Even if you don't believe me, you should believe her. However, since you insist on adding a green hat to your head, that's up to you, but are you sure you want to attack me?"
"Tang Huan, shut up!"
Hearing Tang Huan mention Li Shijun, Xia Lu immediately roared out in anger. However, Tang Huan's strange expression at the moment made Xia Lu feel a little uncertain. However, when he thought about his miraculous encounter during this period of time, he immediately became full of confidence again.
Due to her heavy injuries, Xia Lu missed the best opportunity to enter the "Heavenly Dipper Realm".
After recovering from his injuries, he decided not to go to the Heavenly Dipper Realm anymore. Instead, he entered the Spirit Cloud Mountain Range. In the end, he obtained a great opportunity at the edge of the mountain range. In the depths of the crevice he had just appeared, there was a cloud cave, and inside the cloud cave, there was a large amount of "Illusionary Sky Dew".
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