It was a large piece of planet debris, but it was pushed by some kind of rule and turned into a crystal light, shooting straight toward them.
At the same time, under their feet, a layer of black oily substance began to spread.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath, and the golden flame that appeared in his hand for the first time cut out like a knife, directly cutting a big gap in the space in front of him.
The meteor disintegrated and disappeared in the gap. The black oil under their feet also stopped surging, and was divided into two by the golden flame, then four …
"It's hiding in that building." Yang Xuan pointed at the fork-like building with the golden flame knife.
Number Two said loudly, "I know, that's the temple of the original life in this universe, where the will of the universe is enshrined."
"That's right." Yang Xuan snorted, and the golden flame knife illuminated the whole ruins.
…
The empty hall was silent, and only Zi Yun's sneer spread quietly, but it disappeared the moment it was about to spread out of the hall.
Mandela's soul floated out of her body and asked in confusion, "Who is it?"
Zi Yun squinted at Mandela's soul and said, "You won't know even if I tell you, so don't ask."
Mandela smiled bitterly and said, "I mean, when will you return my body to me?"
Now, she finally understood the situation, and knew that Heiyun The Great, who appeared out of nowhere, was definitely not someone she could offend. And judging from her attitude, she didn't take her, a senior of the clan, seriously at all. If she was unhappy, she might kill her at any time.
Therefore, she was now very humble and didn't dare to call herself a senior anymore.
"What's the hurry?" Zi Yun smiled, then rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Do you want to know why this Yang Xuan is so powerful?"
Mandela still smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you say he was a fake? Why is he so powerful? "
Zi Yun sneered and said, "Oh, of course, he borrowed the power of others."
Mandela asked curiously, "Borrowed? From whom? "
Zi Yun didn't answer her question. He looked at her with interest for a long time and suddenly said, "Do you want to be as strong as him?"
"What do you mean?" Manhina asked in confusion.
"If you're willing, I can give you immense power. How about it? Are you tempted? "Zi Yun asked with a smile.
"What exactly do you mean?" Manhina asked warily.
"It's nothing. Think about it, when you have such great power, you can kill whoever you want. At that time, whether it's the real Yang Xuan or the fake Yang Xuan, they won't be your match. You can easily crush them to the ground. Wouldn't that be great?"
Manhala's eyes wavered, but she didn't dare to let down her guard. "What do I have to pay?"
"Naturally, it's loyalty to me." Zi Yun laughed: "You only need to swear loyalty to me and never betray me, then I can help you obtain great power. How about it?"
Manhala asked, "Is that all?"
"That's all." Zi Yun smiled brightly.
Manhala was completely tempted, but she still had doubts. She asked, "Can you really help me obtain great power and surpass Yang Xuan's?"
Zi Yun smiled and said, "Of course it's true."
Manhala thought for a long time and finally made up her mind. She said in a low voice, "I, I promise you."
Zi Yun smiled and crooked his finger. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Come here. I'll tell you what to do."
…
At night, the entire First Battle Area fell into silence.
No one dared to let this rare rest time slip away.
In fact, in the entire First Battle Area, except for those who had patrolling or other tasks at night, others would more or less force themselves to rest.
When the patrol team No. 13 was patrolling outside the Third City, they met Manhala who was standing quietly in the night.
"Master Yin Saint!" Several patrol team members saluted respectfully.
No one dared to ask why Manhala was here at this time. Although it was their duty, it was not their place to ask about Manhala's identity.
Manhala nodded with a gloomy face. Without saying anything, she waved her hand and let them go.
When they were about to leave, a patrol team member inadvertently looked back and vaguely saw that Manhala seemed to be waving a hoe and digging something.
He must be seeing things. How could Yin Saint use such a crude tool like a hoe?
After the patrol team left, Manhala waved the hoe faster.
Although she did not use any power, the body of a Great Saint was not to be trifled with. As she waved the hoe, the hole under her feet kept spreading downward.
"Can't I use any power other than my body?" Manhala asked while digging.
"Once you use any power other than your muscles, you will be immediately discovered by Yang Xuan. At that time, you won't even know how you die. It's your choice." Zi Yun's voice came from Manhala's body.
Manhala's body seemed to tremble. She stopped talking and waved the hoe harder.
The body of a Great Saint was not to be underestimated. In addition, Manhala's attitude was very active. It did not take long for her to dig to a depth of a thousand meters.
Of course, the excavated soil was put into Manhala's storage space.
"It's here," Zi Yun suddenly said.
Manhala stopped her hoe and looked. At this time, she happened to be outside a wall made entirely of black stone. The wall in front of her was so smooth that it could almost reflect her figure.
"Use the method I taught you to melt this stone wall," Zi Yun said.
Manhala did not dare to delay. She took out a bag of purple powder from her storage space and sprinkled it on the wall.
A moment later, something strange happened.
The place where the purple powder spread began to gradually become transparent. In the end, it was almost like a layer of plastic paper.
Manhala continued to wait. Finally, the layer of plastic paper gradually faded and disappeared.
"Go in. Be careful, you must not use any power other than your body," Zi Yun warned.
Manhala nodded. She used her hands and feet to climb sideways into the small hole.
Behind the wall was a square space with an area of about a hundred square meters. In the middle of the space, there was a black flame the size of a soccer ball burning quietly.
"That's it. Quick, leave a drop of your heart's blood here." Zi Yun's tone was a little hurried.
Manhala did not dare to delay. She carefully squeezed a drop of blood from her heart and put it under the flame.
"Okay, let's leave here. We still have eight places to go," Zi Yun breathed a sigh of relief and said.
Manhala carefully crawled out of the hole again.
After she climbed out, the hole strangely began to disappear and finally returned to the original appearance of the wall.
"Bury it well. Don't let anyone find it," Zi Yun said.
Manhala naturally did not dare to object. She took out soil from her storage space and filled it again.
After everything was done, she quietly left.
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