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Chapter 1272

Words:1878Update:22/11/05 18:09:08

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The impostor almost exploded with rage.

Yang Xuan's smug expression infuriated the impostor, and he wanted nothing more than to crush him to the ground.

But in reality, due to some indescribable reason, he had no choice but to endure Yang Xuan's attacks time and time again with his own body. In addition, he had to carefully absorb the scattered energy to prevent it from spreading out.

The problem was that Yang Xuan's strength was no longer inferior to his. As such, the impostor quickly fell into a passive position.

The outcome was inevitable. When Yang Xuan's attacks exceeded the impostor's absorption limit again, the violent energy that spread out finally shattered the spatial barrier.

Crack!

After a soft sound, the last straw that broke the camel's back finally appeared. After a short pause, the Space Barrier shattered with a loud bang.

"No!" the impostor yelled in a frenzy. Then, he actually turned around and fled, not even caring about Yang Xuan.

However, Yang Xuan wasn't going to let him escape again. Yang Xuan, who had been keeping an eye on his movements, immediately transformed his hand into heaven and earth to envelop the impostor.

Boom!

The hand, which was imbued with the power of laws, landed viciously on the impostor's back, and he almost fell to the ground.

The impostor grunted in pain. He seemed to have sustained severe injuries.

However, what was strange was that he didn't even try to turn around to counterattack. After taking on Yang Xuan's full-force attack, he still wanted to escape. He didn't even dare to look back.

Yang Xuan was very perplexed, but he naturally couldn't let him go. Thus, he waved his hand and prepared to unleash another attack.

Right at this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly descended.

Yang Xuan shuddered, and all of his movements came to a complete halt. In his mind, he even had the urge to immediately flee.

That aura was far too terrifying.

When Yang Xuan faced it, he was like an ant standing in front of a tall mountain. He was so insignificant that he was almost negligible.

"No!!!"

The impostor let out a cry of despair. His body, which had already condensed back together, suddenly scattered and fled in different directions.

However, the terrifying aura had no intention of letting the imposter escape. It continued to descend along the same path.

In the next moment, the flocculated energies that had been fleeing in all directions strangely retreated, involuntarily forming the impostor's appearance once more.

"No! No! "the imposter screamed madly.

However, it was of no use at all. That terrifying aura was like a merciless executioner, waving an invisible saber and gently descending.

Puff!

After a soft sound, the imposter's voice stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at the void in front of him. The mouth formed by the mist opened wide as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Then, he dissipated just like that. Like a melting snowman, he flowed into the void and finally disappeared.

Yang Xuan shuddered.

He could feel that if that terrifying aura landed on him, he would probably end up not much better than the impostor.

After eliminating the impostor, the terrifying aura seemed to be interested in Yang Xuan again. It slowly spread toward him.

Yang Xuan stood in place, not daring to move. He was afraid that if he moved, the terrifying aura would misunderstand and dissolve him as well.

Fortunately, the terrifying aura seemed to be only targeting the impostor. After circling around Yang Xuan three times, it slowly retreated and disappeared.

The large and small balls of light in Zero World were still floating leisurely. Under the illumination of various lights, Yang Xuan found that his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.

He had never felt so close to death before.

After an unknown period of time, a figure suddenly fell from the place where the impostor had dissolved.

Yang Xuan was awakened. When he looked over, he found that it was Zi Yun, who had been missing for a long time.

At this time, Zi Yun's eyes were closed. There was no aura around her. Her body was empty and powerless. All that was left was a bag of skin and a soul that was about to dissipate.

Yang Xuan hurriedly rushed over and pulled Zi Yun into his arms. Spiritual energy flowed through his palm into Zi Yun's body, protecting her soul that was about to dissipate.

After a while, Zi Yun groaned and slowly opened her eyes.

When Yang Xuan's big face entered her eyes, Zi Yun's first reaction was to laugh out loud.

Yang Xuan was confused by her laughter. He said unhappily, "What are you laughing at?"

Zi Yun smiled and said in a very weak voice, "I once imagined that you would come to save me, but I thought it was impossible. I didn't expect to see you when I opened my eyes."

Yang Xuan was speechless. "That's it?"

"That's it!" Zi Yun struggled to stand up, but having lost all her strength, she really did become a weak and powerless woman. She didn't have the strength to stand up for a long time. She could only say self-mockingly, "Alright, I'll let you hold me for now."

Yang Xuan wanted to spank her butt. He asked, "What's going on?"

Zi Yun looked around and her expression changed. "Let's go. Let's leave this place first. We'll talk when we get back."

Due to that terrifying aura, Yang Xuan didn't want to stay here for long. He carried Zi Yun and went back the way they came.

After returning to the Ji clan and seeing the passage close, Yang Xuan discovered that the emperor of the Ji clan, Ji Yun, who had been fine a moment ago, had fallen unconscious and was lying on the ground.

He scanned him with his spiritual sense and knew that he was fine. The strand of energy in his head had also disappeared.

His unconsciousness probably had something to do with the disappearance of the energy.

After sending out a strand of spiritual qi to wake Ji Yun up, Yang Xuan said to the bewildered Ji Yun, "Arrange a quiet room for me."

Ji Yun was still in a daze. When he heard this, he quivered and reacted. He immediately said, "There's a quiet room behind the Great Emperor Palace. It's where I usually meditate. I wonder …"

Yang Xuan interrupted him. "Sure!"

Ji Yun heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly led Yang Xuan to the back. At the same time, he secretly looked at Zi Yun, who was in his arms.

Zi Yun gave him a mischievous smile. Ji Yun was so frightened that he hurriedly restrained his thoughts and didn't dare to look anymore.

After walking out of the main hall, he discovered that the members of the imperial clan were all unconscious. Some had just woken up, while others were still lying on the ground.

Seeing Ji Yun's pale face, Yang Xuan said indifferently, "They're all fine. There's an Evil Spirit residing in your bodies. I've already killed the Evil Spirit's main body. It's fine now."

With his explanation, Ji Yun immediately recalled that Yang Xuan had asked him if he had any other cultivation techniques. His heart skipped a beat.

However, he didn't dare to not believe Yang Xuan's words. He immediately bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you, Saint Lord, for saving our lives."

He didn't know if it was saving their lives. In any case, it wouldn't be wrong to flatter him first.

Yang Xuan didn't deny it either. The impostor had impersonated Ancestor Ji and planted the energy in their bodies. He definitely didn't have any good intentions. Saying that it was saving their lives was more or less the same.

When they arrived at the secret room, it was indeed very quiet and spacious. Yang Xuan was rather satisfied.

After letting Ji Yun leave on his own, Yang Xuan carefully placed Zi Yun on the bed in the quiet room.

Who knew that as soon as Zi Yun got on the bed, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? Can't wait anymore?"

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