The Spiritual Root was an exquisite little tree that emitted a faint luster. It floated as if it was alive, as if it was breathing.
The Spiritual Root emitted a special Spiritual Qi. It seemed weak, but it was extremely pure.
"For the sake of the spirit root, the losers wanted it at all costs. They killed countless cultivators and thought of themselves as gods. They were selfish and didn't deserve to be saved. They deserved to die." Feng Wuchen shook his head.
Long Batian sighed, "They do deserve to die, but all of this is controlled by the Ancient Immortal World. They are just pitiful worms. And that's not the most important thing. Their lives are just one of the reasons."
"The existence of the Spiritual Root must not be leaked. Otherwise, the Ancient Immortal World will find out. The Ancient Immortal World will not allow anyone outside of the Ancient Immortal World to have the Spiritual Root. Once the Spiritual Root is leaked, all worlds will cease to exist. That's the scariest thing."
"Even if that's the case, I'll just destroy your Spiritual Root. This isn't a supreme treasure. It's a jinx," Feng Wuchen said viciously. Viciousness flashed across his eyes.
"If the Spiritual Root is destroyed, it will be difficult for your cultivation to improve, and you won't be able to break through. You need to use the Spiritual Root to find a way to break the deadlock. At least you won't be suppressed by the Ancient Immortal World and protect the Dragon Gods." Long Batian said. He didn't want the Dragon Gods to stop in the Sacred World.
"Old Ancestor, with our strength, we can't fight against the Ancient Immortal World. Even with the help of the Spiritual Root, I'm afraid the Spiritual Root can't withstand the power of the Ancient Immortal World." Long Xiaofeng said helplessly. The existence of the Ancient Immortal World was a gap that they couldn't cross.
"You have to try. I believe you can do it. My strength is about to be exhausted. I'll leave the Spiritual Root to you. The future of the Dragon Gods depends on you." Long Batian smiled faintly. His figure slowly turned illusory and disappeared.
The vast expanse of white space instantly reverted to its original appearance of a cave.
All of this was like a dream.
If it wasn't for the Spiritual Root floating in front of them, they would have thought it was a dream.
"Great Grandpa!" Long Xiaofeng cried out.
"I'll take care of the Spiritual Root for now." Feng Wuchen said faintly. He then kept it in his Divine Ring.
"Don't be sad. The losers are coming. Quickly keep the blood essence," Feng Wuchen hurriedly said. The power of the sealing array was about to collapse.
"Buzz!"
The mountain continued to shake, and Feng Wuchen and Long Xiaofeng's bodies also started to sway.
Long Xiaofeng directly stored the blood essence into his storage ring and asked anxiously, "Feng Wuchen, what do we do now? Can you deal with so many losers? "
"What else can we do? Of course it's to run. Don't tell me you want to stay and wait for death? "Feng Wuchen shrugged.
At this very moment, under the crazy bombardment of the dozens of defeated cultivators, the sealing formation was quickly unable to hold on. It was already covered with large amounts of cracks and could collapse at any time.
"The sealing formation is about to be broken. Quickly set up a barrier. Don't let Feng Wuchen escape!" A loser shouted.
"Hmph! Watch me break this damned sealing formation! " An eight-star Supreme True Immortal roared angrily. Terrifying power gathered in his palm, and he was about to give the sealing formation a final blow.
Right at this moment, a circular entrance suddenly appeared in the sealing formation that was about to collapse.
The sealing formation was opened.
The dozens of defeated cultivators were stunned.
Why did the sealing formation suddenly open?
"This is Long Batian's aura. Feng Wuchen and the others are coming out," a defeated cultivator said with a frown.
Another defeated cultivator said coldly, "I don't think they will dare to come out."
The Heartless Hall Master frowned deeply and said solemnly, "The power in Feng Wuchen's body is very terrifying. Don't underestimate him. Be careful of any tricks."
At the entrance of the sealing formation, an incomparably terrifying ancient aura swept out.
The dozens of defeated cultivators stared at the entrance. They were already prepared to attack. As long as Feng Wuchen and Long Xiaofeng appeared, they would attack mercilessly.
However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement at the entrance of the sealing formation.
"What's going on? Why aren't they coming out? "A defeated cultivator gradually lost his patience.
"There's no movement at all. Long Batian's aura has already dissipated. I can't sense any aura in the sealing formation," another defeated cultivator said with a frown.
Even if they couldn't sense Feng Wuchen's aura, they should be able to sense Long Xiaofeng's aura, right?
However, they couldn't sense Long Xiaofeng's aura now. This made them feel strange.
"Feng Wuchen! Come out and die! "A defeated cultivator shouted angrily, his killing intent soaring into the sky.
"Feng Wuchen, I've already set up a barrier to seal the Mysterious Boundary Mountain Range. The space of the Immortal World has also been sealed. You can't escape. Come out!" Another defeated cultivator shouted angrily.
However, no matter how much they cursed, there was still no movement in the sealing formation.
"My Lord, did they use teleportation to escape?" Lu Zhen asked.
The Heartless Hall Master said coldly, "Impossible. No matter how strong teleportation is, I can't not detect it."
Feng Wuchen and Long Xiaofeng were indeed still in the cavern of the sealing formation.
"Before the sealing formation was unsealed, everyone was in a hurry to unseal it. Now that the sealing formation has been unsealed, none of the powerful defeated cultivators dared to enter," Feng Wuchen mocked.
"Feng Wuchen, let's go quickly," Long Xiaofeng urged, worried that an accident might happen.
"No rush. Let's wait a little longer," Feng Wuchen said with a smile, not worried or flustered at all.
Time passed by slowly. The Mysterious Boundary Mountain Range was deathly silent.
Feng Wuchen and Long Xiaofeng did not come out. The dozens of defeated cultivators did not enter either. They were in a stalemate.
However, as time passed, they gradually lost their patience. They were all worried that Feng Wuchen had already escaped.
"Let's go in and take a look. There are so many of us. Why should we be afraid of Feng Wuchen?" A defeated cultivator suggested.
That's right. Why would the dozens of defeated cultivators be afraid of Feng Wuchen?
"Go in!" The Heartless Hall Master shouted coldly. He had also lost his patience.
The Heartless Hall Master was the first to enter. The other defeated cultivators followed him in.
Aside from the excavated grave, there was nothing else in the cave.
Feng Wuchen and Long Xiaofeng were not in the cave, either.
"How preposterous! They ran away! "A defeated cultivator roared furiously. Overflowing killing intent surged out.
"Long Batian's grave has been excavated. Feng Wuchen and the others must have taken away the treasure to raise their cultivation!" Another defeated cultivator said ferociously, exploding with anger.
"Old monsters! You all just wait inside. I'll take my leave first. "Feng Wuchen's mocking laughter came from outside the cave.
"Feng Wuchen!" The defeated cultivators were all shocked.
The entrance to the sealing array had disappeared. Furthermore, the sealing array's power had increased significantly.
Clearly, they had all been tricked by Feng Wuchen.
"Cunning stinking brat!" The defeated were all furious, and their anger soared to the heavens.
"Bastard!" The Heartless Hall Master was completely enraged. He gnashed his teeth and shouted, "Feng Wuchen! How dare you make fun of me! I will not forgive you! "
(End of Chapter)
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