A pair of wings of fire unfurled in the night sky and flew into the distance. Like a moving star, it illuminated the surroundings and was exceptionally eye-catching.
Nanke stood at the edge of the cliff and silently watched this scene. Her small face was abnormally pale. The injuries left on her body by the Myriad Feather had already been forcefully suppressed by her, but she could not suppress the anger and unwillingness in her heart no matter what.
A clear and beautiful yet abnormally ruthless bird cry burst forth from her lips. It traveled into the distance, as if it was summoning something. The zither-playing old man's expression suddenly changed. He extended his hand to stop her, but because of his injuries, he could not stand up. He could only watch as Nanke jumped off the cliff in the next moment!
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The clear cry of the young wind resounded through the Garden of Zhou. In the three gardens at the edge of the Garden of Zhou, there were many human cultivators gathered there. Previously, the bloody battle at the peak of Sunset Valley had produced a strange phenomenon, attracting the gazes of many people. Naturally, they did not miss the cry of the Phoenix.
In the even more secluded mountains, there were still some human experts at the upper level of Ethereal Opening who were secretly exploring and searching for treasures. Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong had used two days and two nights to no avail. The warning fireworks from the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green had also not been able to make these people reveal their tracks. Among them, there was a three hundred year old wandering cultivator from the south. At this moment, he was beside an ancient scholar tree. According to an account from a predecessor, he was trying to find an extremely powerful magical artifact left behind by the shaman tribe of the south in the Garden of Zhou. Suddenly, he heard the cry of the Phoenix and turned his head in shock. His aged face was illuminated by the pair of wings of fire in the night sky. His somewhat turbid eyes revealed an expression of shock, which then transformed into endless greed.
Zhexiu carried Qi Jian on his back as he walked through the plains. His eyes could no longer see, but his hearing was still sharp. When the cry of the Phoenix rang out, he stopped. Qi Jian opened his eyes with difficulty and gazed at the night sky in the west. He said somewhat perplexedly, "Is it senior Xu? She also entered the Garden of Zhou? "
"It should be her." Zhexiu tilted his ear to listen to the echo of the Phoenix cry in the sky above the plains and confirmed.
The events that had occurred after the opening of the Garden of Zhou this year were all part of the Demon race's scheme. Xu Yourong's name was definitely on the list of the Demon race's must-kill targets. Qi Nian weakly said, "I don't know who the Demon race will send to deal with her, but … it should be fine."
Xu You Rong and Qiushan Jun were not ordinary young geniuses. Their innate bloodlines had an overwhelming advantage. In the Garden of Zhou, a miniature world with an upper limit, logically speaking, the demons should not have been able to do anything to Xu You Rong. However, when he thought about the assassination by the lake and the sudden betrayal of his third senior brother, Qi Jian was still very worried.
Zhexiu thought of those two beauties by the lake with completely different temperaments, yet they seemed to be twins. Those two beauties' fingertips suffused with a faint green light, or the poison that was restlessly stirring in the depths of his eyes. He knew that those two women were definitely Nanke's two wings. He said, "Nanke has come. The one fighting Xu You Rong is definitely her. I just don't know who will win. "
In the entire continent, whether it was the human race or the demon race, the only person in the Netherpassage Realm who could threaten Xu Yourong was Nanke.
Hearing Nanke's name, Qi Jian's face paled even more. After a moment of silence, he said, "Where do we go next?"
It was already night, but the sun in the Plains of the Unsetting Sun had not set. If one were to say that the mystical and indistinct ball of light floating on the horizon was the sun … That powerful Demon General couple stood guard outside the plains. They could not go out, and could only walk through the plains. Then, where should they go? It was said that the Plains of the Unsetting Sun hid an extremely terrifying danger. As long as one entered, they would not be able to leave. Then, where was the danger?
Zhexiu said, "Take out the flowing water bottle."
Qi Jian did as he was told and took out the flowing water bottle. He did not dare to believe his eyes and said, "We've already been in here for six hours?"
That red, warm, and indistinct sun hung at the edge of the plains, the dividing line between the sky and the earth. It incessantly turned, but the light did not change at all. It was indeed easy to have problems with one's sense of time, but this was not the only reason why Qi Jian was so shocked. Zhexiu had suffered very heavy injuries, but his speed had never once decreased. In six hours, he could travel at least a hundred li. However, they had clearly seen the fire at the peak of Sunset Valley, and the cry of the Phoenix seemed to be right next to their ears. When they turned their heads to look, the mountain … was still there.
They had walked through the plains for six hours, but it seemed like they had just entered.
Hearing Qi Jian's description, Zhexiu lowered his head in silence for a very long time.
This legendary grassland finally began to reveal its strange and sinister side to these two youths.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the deep grass in front of them, as if some wild beast was currently making its way through it.
In the next moment, those sounds completely disappeared, but this did not mean that the danger had left.
Qi Jian was somewhat uneasy. He felt that there were many invisible things in the grass watching him.
Zhexiu lowered his head and turned his face to the side. As he listened to the sounds coming from the grass in front of him, his face became more and more solemn, and more and more unsightly.
He had lived on the snowy plains since he was a child and hunted monsters for a living. Naturally, he could clearly hear the sounds of monsters walking, flying low, grinding their sharp teeth, and even the dripping of saliva. Most frightening of all was that in just a few short moments, he had heard the sounds of at least seven different kinds of monsters. Moreover, these monsters were all powerful monsters that were rarely seen on the snowy plains.
On the snowy plains, he was the hunter, but in the plains of the Garden of Zhou, those monsters seemed to treat him and Qi Jian as prey. This caused him to feel an intense discomfort and anger. Moreover, he was very clear that if he continued to stay like this, it would be a very dangerous matter.
He raised his head and gazed into the depths of the plains.
His eyes could not see, and his pupils could not focus. They seemed very apathetic, and that bewitching green had already occupied his entire pupils, making them seem abnormally terrifying.
Qi Jian leaned on his shoulder and looked at his profile. He subconsciously felt a little cold and fearful, and his body slightly trembled.
"Don't be afraid." Zhexiu expressionlessly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of grinding sounds arose from his body. It was the sound of his bones and muscles grinding against each other, and even reassembling. Countless thick and hard wolf bristles grew from his cheeks, and his knees once again strangely bent backwards. His teeth gradually elongated, transforming into incomparably sharp fangs that poked out of his lips … demi-human transformation!
As Zhexiu's body changed, his Qi also suddenly changed. A cold-blooded and callous aura began to pervade the grass in front of him.
In the quiet depths of the grass, there was suddenly another rustling sound. Soon after, there was the sound of footsteps, but there was also a haughty and provocative growl.
The monsters of the plains were extremely sensitive to the wolf youth's transformation, so they reacted at the first moment.
After Zhexiu transformed, his pupils were scarlet red. At this moment, mixed with the poison of the Peacock Plume, they once again turned into that lemon-like yellow.
He clearly could not see anything, but he calmly stared straight ahead, as if he was staring into the eyes of those monsters.
"Awooo!" An extremely callous, extremely powerful, and extremely ruthless wolf howl burst forth from his lips, rapidly spreading through the plains!
A chilly wind blew through the grass, causing countless branches to fall. One could faintly make out the silhouettes of many monsters.
From this wolf howl, those monsters could hear the strength and determination to put their lives on the line. With another grinding sound, they finally scattered.
Qi Jian leaned on Zhexiu's shoulder. He truly was somewhat afraid of his current appearance, even though Zhexiu had already told him not to be afraid.
Thus, he hugged Zhexiu even tighter and pressed his face even closer. He said to himself, this way, I can't see, so I don't need to be afraid.
Perhaps because of his actions, or because of the greedy gazes of the monsters as they left, Zhexiu's body was somewhat stiff, and his voice was also somewhat unnatural. "We … must think of a way to leave, or else those truly powerful monsters will hear the sound and come over to patrol."
Qi Jian grunted, thinking, whatever you say is fine.
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The wolf youth's wild howl reverberated through the Plains of the Unsetting Sun, but it did not reach outside of the plains. The miniature world of the Garden of Zhou had always had many strange and incomprehensible places. Just like the Phoenix cry that resounded through the world at Sunset Valley Peak, it also did not truly reach every corner of the Garden of Zhou, because some places seemed like another world within this world.
At the end of the stream, below the waterfall, there was a cold pool. On the other side of the pool was a lake, and the shore of the lake was another world.
The people in that world did not hear the Phoenix cry. Liang Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Huanyu were no longer in the forest, and no one knew where they had gone. The surface of the lake was calm, but the depths of the lake still seemed to be boiling. Countless fine bubbles shot out from the two wings of light, then quickly disappeared without a trace.
Chen Changsheng was wrapped up in the wings of light of those two beautiful yet terrifying women, so of course he could not hear the Phoenix cry. Moreover, even if the Phoenix cry reached his ears, he would not have any reaction. This was because at this moment, he was about to be turned into a bright yet lifeless pearl by those wings of light, like a mosquito caught in a spider's web. He could die at any moment, and all his thoughts were focused on finding a way out.
Where was the way out? If there really was no way out, then he would have to use his sword to cut open a path. The problem was, he no longer had the strength to hold his own dagger, let alone cut open this pair of wings of light. The way out was that faintly discernible yet incomparably real sword intent in the lake? But if he wanted to follow that sword intent and leave, how could he do so?
Before he was bound by the wings of light, he had tried to ignite the lake water outside of his Ethereal Palace, but it was to no avail. It was just like how he struggled and bounced at the very beginning, only seeming somewhat laughable. His throat was gripped by that demon beauty, and his body was restrained by that dignified woman. Those two wings of light brought with them an endless and terrifying pressure, suppressing the last of his True Essence and the slightest of movements. He could not move a single finger, and could not even blink. He could only feel the slightly cold lake water brushing against his eyeballs. That feeling was truly not good. This pair of women, after fusing together, finally revealed the frightening power and level they possessed. His breathing became weaker and weaker, and his mind became more and more dazed. Looking at the two beautiful faces in the lake water illuminated by the wings of light, he felt very gloomy. He thought to himself, could this be the appearance of the Death God?
At this moment, even the circulation of his True Essence was suppressed by the pressure of the wings of light. The only thing he could still use was his divine sense. Before death truly arrived, Chen Changsheng would never surrender and give up. Of course he would try to use his divine sense to escape, but the problem was, he had not cultivated to the profound level of killing with his thoughts. No matter how calm, stable, and powerful his divine sense was, it could not be used in battle.
What could his divine sense be used for? Before he could think clearly about this matter, his divine sense had already fallen upon the dagger.
Noiselessly, several chests appeared in the world isolated by the pair of wings of light.
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