The entire sea of consciousness seemed to slow to a stop. Gradually, there was only a rhythm and a sound.
Pia pia pia … …
"Hong, put another one in!"
Yu Zi Zhou's expression changed dramatically. He could feel a domineering power corroding his Interlinked Jade Bracelets at an astounding rate!
A blinding light lit up on Pu Yao's hand and illuminated the entire sea of consciousness!
"I know." The murderousness on Pu Yao's face suddenly disappeared and he had a dark smile. "However, three thousand years, how can I not use my brain on you?"
A silent sigh seemed to echo in the icy pupils. The pain seemed to have been washed away by the passage of time, so faint it was almost non-existent, but … …
"Daren is already dead."
What … … what was this? It was the first time he encountered such a strange yao art!
How could it be!
The golden pupil was as indifferent as a god, but the pain on his face did not lessen, but increased. The indifferent gaze, the twisted expression of pain, it formed a peerlessly strange picture. The Midday Blade in his right hand was trembling, the golden ball of light on his left hand dissipating, and the sun script on his palm dimmed.
A blinding golden ball of light covered Zuo Mo's left hand like a sun. He maintained his posture and was motionless. The flames that covered his entire body burrowed into his body.
Such … … such a vicious attack!
His Lordship had died in his arms. Even though three thousand years had passed, he could still remember the scene clearly! He was familiar with Daren, her personality, her temper, everything about her, he was familiar with it!
All of his consciousness, all of his power, flooded into his arms. His arms were like hugs as they slowly and heavily pushed forward as though he was pushing a mountain. His face trembled violently and showed signs of instability.
Pu Yao lowered his head. His bloody pupil unconsciously narrowed and became cold.
He suddenly thought of this word. An unprecedented feeling of humiliation washed through every one of his nerves.
The female warrior threw a flirtatious glance at Pu Yao as though nothing had happened. When she turned her face to face the gravestone, her tone was icy. "Clean it up."
If Daren had not died in the past, there were too many possibilities … … Golden Soul? It was very possible!
Wait!
Pu Yao suddenly raised his head.
Pia! His wrist exploded!
This palm strike landed solidly on the ground.
A hoarse, low, and somewhat crazed voice came from the formation.
"Pu, you cannot kill me." Wei stared at Pu Yao, his expression calm.
He had just mobilized all of his divine senses, and his field of vision had already turned into a golden ocean. Yu Zi Zhou had never thought that there would be a day when he would be forced into such a sorry state. No, he would be in such a hopeless situation! This was only the second move that the opponent had used, and the second move had forced him into a desperate situation!
Pu Yao smirked coldly. "Tsk tsk, so dignified!"
"The Golden Soul is indeed a good item. It looks like you have recovered quite a bit of Essence." Pu Yao's expression was indifferent, the bottomless bloody pupil slowly turning. The corner of his mouth suddenly pulled into a scornful smile that was as cold as a blade. "You have also recovered your usual stupidity."
The tombstone trembled violently as if it was very dissatisfied with the female general's words. The rolling black clouds looked like they were about to pour out.
Pu Yao seemed to not see it and said to himself in a light voice, "Daren is dead, his body and soul destroyed, nothing left behind." He stretched out his right hand from his wide sleeve and spread his fingers, feeling the air flow through his fingers.
Pa! His elbow exploded!
Wei's gaze looked into the distance as though he was recalling something. His voice also became distant. "Each soul has a belief that they are willing to give up their life for." His gaze moved back and he looked at Pu Yao. "Aren't you the same?"
A clown … …
Before she finished speaking, the female general's body turned into countless fine black powder at a visible rate. The scattered black powder gathered in the air and turned into a ball of black smoke. Inside the black smoke, the figure of a male could be faintly seen.
"No … …"
Countless black flames came out of the tombstone and covered the entire tombstone!
Unless Daren had not died!
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"The Tombstone Armor is called Guardian, you can call me Wei." The black smoke covering his body dissipated and revealed Wei's true appearance. He was dressed in black armor, tall and mighty, sword-like brows and starry eyes. His expression was stern and did not seem as old as his voice. He formally and solemnly bowed to Pu Yao.
"Little Pu Pu is very insightful!" The female general suddenly raised her head and looked with a smile at Pu Yao. She nodded heavily and said, "This broken armor really does not need to be passed down."
So Daren had not died … …
A series of popping sounds like beans being fried rang out incessantly. The explosion spread from Yu Zi Zhou's arm to his body. Yu Zi Zhou's eyes were wide. He looked in disbelief at his body exploding inch by inch.
The female general's expression changed slightly. Her eyes stared tightly at the black yao fire on Pu Yao's hand. The strange rhythm of the surrounding space was exactly the same as the rhythm of the flame on Pu Yao's hand.
The red light in the crimson eyes dissipated and revealed the golden pupils.
The Sun Script on Zuo Mo's palm suddenly lit up. A vast and burning power erupted from his palm. This power was extremely strange. It did not dissipate the rings of light, but was like a tiger poking its head out of a cage and biting its prey.
Pia! Yu Zi Zhou's hand exploded!
Pu Yao's smile was still cold. "Don't play these little tricks in front of me."
"You deserve to die!" Pu Yao walked step by step towards Wei, a thread of dancing black flame on his hand. His handsome and dark face was murderous, his tone so cold there was no warmth. "You pretended to be her, you deserve to die!"
The unwilling and mournful screams came to an abrupt end.
Pu Yao glanced at the female general and sat down. There was too much to think about from everything that had happened today. Hadn't Daren died? How could she revive?
Wei hurriedly stopped his figure. He seemed to be very wary of this kind of black flame.
The Sun Script continuously released golden light that eroded the rings of light. A golden boundary that could be seen with the naked eye quickly spread along the rings of light towards the center.
The golden light collided with Yu Zi Zhou's arms. Yu Zi Zhou's body froze and his pupils suddenly widened.
As expected, it was still as terrifying as before … …
"Alright, you speak," Wei did not argue. He nodded and said unhesitatingly.
But … … Daren is dead … … she really is dead … …
"Wei? Oh, not a bad name. "Pu Yao narrowed his eyes.
"Me?" Pu Yao's narrowed eyes were like a dark red and long bloody knife. He lightly said, "I say … … you deserve to die!" The last word seemed to be squeezed out through his teeth and was cold.
The female general's brow furrowed and was slightly displeased.
Dong dong … … dong dong … … dong dong … …
The speed at which this domineering power spread far surpassed Yu Zi Zhou's imagination.
He looked with unfriendliness at the female general.
Just as the word "live" was squeezed out of his mouth, the golden light coincidentally spread through the last ring of light in front of Yu Zi Zhou.
He looked straight at the female general and said calmly, "I know, Daren is dead."
The turbulent sea of light was firmly held by Zuo Mo's left palm.
The blood red eyes were so cold there was no warmth. He raised his hand and a thread of black flame jumped on his palm. His black hair once again danced in the wind. The black robe that was like silk moved without any wind.
Death could not be reversed. This had nothing to do with cultivation.
The word was squeezed out through his teeth with a clear tremor. Every part of his body was trembling. His arms, which were crossed in front of his chest, moved forward inch by inch amidst this shuddering tremor. With every inch he moved forward, the spatial ripples around him would increase in intensity.
"Haven't you always wanted to force me out?" The man in the black smoke glanced at the black fire on Pu Yao's hand and said in a deep voice, "I think we need to have a good talk."
As proud as he was, how could he be defeated by a person that he thought was a clown in just two moves?
The female general suddenly spoke. Her previous sweetness and seductiveness were gone, and she was as old and simple as an old person. "How did you find out?"
"Live … …"
Pu Yao's eyelids jumped as his presence reached a peak. Pia pia pia, the black flames that burrowed into his feet suddenly exploded and he was shrouded in a wave of black smoke. "Cough cough cough!" Pu Yao's coughs came out of the black smoke. When the black smoke dissipated, Pu Yao's entire body seemed to be on fire and smoke.
"Shut up!" The female general's expression turned cold. She casually raised the enormous claw in her hand and smashed it down heavily on the gravestone. With a muffled sound, the ground shook. The violently trembling gravestone froze. Spiderweb cracks snaked down from the place that was hit.
Bam!
"Yu … …"
"Because of the previous master, you are filled with hatred towards me. I can understand this," Wei slowly said. His voice was calm and had a power that reached into people's hearts. "What she holds onto, in your view, is stupidity. However, the will that she holds onto is the source of her power. "
"Talk?" Pu Yao raised an eyebrow sardonically. He put away the black fire in his hand and said unconcernedly, "Alright, talk! Who are you? "
Yu Zi Zhou's eyes were about to pop. His elegant and composed face was unusually twisted. Deep pride mixed with unprecedented humiliation. He was like a gambler that had lost everything and was putting his life on the line for the last bet!
Wei's expression really changed this time.
The gravestone shook. Crash. The pieces that had been smashed down seemed to grow legs and crawled back to where the gravestone had been hit. Piece by piece, they returned to their original positions. In a blink, the gravestone was completely undamaged except for the spiderweb cracks that snaked down from the top of the gravestone.
Wei's expression changed dramatically. His body turned into roiling black smoke and was about to fly towards the gravestone.
"Tell you how you are stupid? Ha! " The disdain on Pu Yao's face grew. "Tsk tsk, after three thousand years, you finally show your face, it really isn't easy."
Crash, a large pile of rubble slid down from the gravestone. The black cloud that had just come out of the gravestone seemed to be immobilized and froze in midair.
The daren in front of him was so familiar, so familiar as though it was three thousand years ago.
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