In a panic, they were caught off guard.
Ji Zhuo attacked Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi in anger, aiming at their heads. She wanted to kill them with one strike to vent her anger. If she hit them, they would die.
Sensing the fatal danger, Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi's warrior instincts were awakened instantly. Even though they were not fully awake, their bodies instinctively dodged.
Their heads were separated, but their necks were swept by the strong wind. Their flesh and blood melted instantly, leaving only their vertebrae supporting them.
Under their necks, their entire left arms were the same. Their flesh and blood vaporized, and their internal organs were gone. Only half of their shoulder blades and several ribs were left.
Boom!
Their half-crippled bodies were sent flying by the force of the impact, and they crashed into the stone wall beside them, creating two large craters.
If they were ordinary people, they would have died long ago. After all, their throats and lungs were all destroyed. They couldn't breathe, and couldn't circulate their blood. There was no way they could survive.
However, Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi were both at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, and their vitality was extremely strong. In addition, they had comprehended the incomplete rules in the Secret Realm of Martial Arts and became kings. Although they were fake kings, they still had a trace of the characteristics of kings.
As long as their Divine Souls were not destroyed, even if they were beaten until only their heads were left, they could still be reborn.
Moreover, Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi were only half-dead. They were still far from being dead.
Therefore, after their bodies were blown away and crashed into the wall of the cave, Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi recovered their consciousness at the same time. Sensing that their bodies were about to collapse, they could not help but feel that their hearts were about to break. Without any hesitation, they summoned all the spiritual energy in their spiritual ocean to recover themselves.
"Damn it!"
Ji Zhuo gnashed her teeth in anger. If it weren't for the rules of this place, she wouldn't have been able to exert her full strength as a peak-level King. Otherwise, how could she not be able to kill two peak-level Grandmasters?
Although Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi were both emitting the aura of a fake king in the Secret Realm, Ji Zhuo still sensed their real cultivation from the blow just now.
They were peak Grandmasters. In the outside world, she could crush them with one finger. She didn't expect that they could only be injured but not killed here.
Damn it!
Ji Zhuo was infuriated. He raised his hand and attempted to launch another attack to kill the two of them. However, he was stopped by Tian Buqi, Fu Zhengqing and the others, who had already realized what was going on.
"Ji Zhuo, you can just beat them up to vent your anger. You don't have to kill them all, do you?"
Tian Buqi stood in the front of the crowd, and changed his tone of voice. He looked at Ji Zhuo, who was flustered and exasperated.
This old woman, when she was outside, she acted like a saint who was high above everyone else and didn't put anyone in her eyes. Who would have thought that there would be such a day?
How much of the Rule Power of Fire had she comprehended? If it was 100% perfection, wouldn't the Ji Clan have another Emperor-level powerhouse?
Tian Buqi scanned across Ji Zhuo's body with his spirit power, and instantly, an evil thought emerged in his mind.
"Should we take advantage of the fact that Ji Zhuo's cultivation base is restricted to kill this Quasi-emperor right here?"
"The Capital's Ji clan already has two Emperor-level experts. If there's one more, they'll definitely suppress the other nine great clans and become the number one in the Federation. If that's the case, when can the Tian clan of Nanjiang truly rise? "
Ji Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. She had just taken a step forward, but she immediately retracted her foot.
She sensed an extremely cold killing intent from this mysterious man wearing a black mask in front of her. She knew that if she dared to take another step forward, these people in front of her would kill her mercilessly.
"A bunch of sneaky bastards. Do you have the guts to show your true faces?!"
Ji Zhuo glanced at Tian Buqi. His aura was completely unfamiliar to her. She didn't know anyone.
The same went for the other few behind him. She couldn't recognize their corresponding identities at all.
However, although their auras were unfamiliar, their auras were extraordinary. There were eight of them. Including the two who just came down from the stone wall, eight of them had the aura of a King.
"Eight pseudo-kings of the Mystic Realm. How did they do it?"
Ji Zhuo was terrified. The combined strength of eight pseudo-kings of the Mystic Realm was enough to crush her entire team. If a conflict really broke out, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Ji Zhuo had just comprehended the power of the tenth natural law and had a chance to break through. She didn't want to die in the Mystic Realm just because of a moment of anger and impulsiveness.
Ji Zhan and the others seemed to have sensed that something was wrong. Simultaneously, they shrank back and gathered around Ji Zhuo.
Yang Fan glanced at Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi, who were trying their best to heal their internal organs. He couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
In the end, it was still because his cultivation was too low. After spending so much effort, he only managed to restore the flesh on his neck and throat. However, his chest and left shoulder were still empty and skeletal.
Tian Buqi, on the other hand, was almost beaten to a pulp by the female gorilla. Yet, he was still able to recover without the slightest stagnation.
According to Cui Hao and Ji Hao's recovery speed, without the support of their internal organs, their blood and spirit would soon be consumed by such a huge hole in their bodies. By then, Ji Zhuo wouldn't even need to do anything, as they would exhaust themselves to death.
After all, even a King level powerhouse couldn't heal easily. It might not be a problem if it happened once or twice, but if it happened eight or ten times in a row, it would take a lot of energy to heal a King level powerhouse.
With a thought, Yang Fan pointed at the two from afar.
"You have used the mid-level healing skill on Cui Hao, a peak Grandmaster. The treatment was successful. Cui Hao's injuries have been partially healed. Spiritual power + 1, willpower + 1, skill proficiency + 2."
"..."
"You have used the mid-level healing skill on Cui Hao, a peak Grandmaster. The treatment was successful. Cui Hao's injuries have been completely healed. His vitality has been fully recovered. Spiritual power + 2, willpower + 2, skill proficiency + 4."
"You have used the mid-level healing skill on Ren Qingzhi, a peak Grandmaster. The treatment was successful. Ren Qingzhi's injuries have been completely healed. His vitality has been fully recovered. Spiritual power + 2, willpower + 2, skill proficiency + 4."
After a few mid-level healing skills, Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi's injuries were almost completely healed in the blink of an eye. The effect was many times better than when they used their own blood and Qi to heal themselves.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Thank you, my friend!"
Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi both let out a sigh of relief and cupped their hands to thank Yang Fan.
What the f * ck, he finally survived.
They looked at each other and felt the bad luck in each other. They were so unlucky. So many of them came here to freeload, but why were they the only ones who got beaten up and injured?
If they could freeload more, they could accept it. But, they had only just started, and their understanding of the fire power hadn't even reached five percent. What a shame!
Yang Fan gave a faint smile to the two of them. These two were indeed unlucky. Once they came out of the Three Flame space, they landed right in front of Ji Zhuo. Weren't they sending themselves to Ji Zhuo's door? If they didn't get beaten up, it would be really unreasonable.
Ji Zhuo, that old woman, didn't look like a nice person.
Ji Zhuo, who had been carefully paying attention to the status of the other team, suddenly saw that the two poor guys, who were severely injured by her just now, had recovered within a blink of an eye with the help of their companions. Their powers and auras had all been restored to their peak state.
It was unbelievable that such a serious injury did not leave any negative effects on the two of them, such as the lack of Qi and the weakness of their blood!
"A doctor! And a top-grade doctor who is proficient in the healing power of spirit power! "
Ji Zhuo's eyes fell directly on Yang Fan, her face filled with shock and doubt.
"Not Tong Hua, is he her disciple? With such a great healing power, he can't be a nobody! "
In Ji Zhuo's mind, she couldn't think of a second person in the entire human Federation who could have such a great healing power, except for Tong Hua.
However, Tong Hua was a female, while this mysterious doctor in front of her was obviously a male, and didn't even seem to be a peak-level Grandmaster. Therefore, he couldn't possibly be Tong Hua.
This was so strange. Since when did so many powerful martial artists and healers suddenly appear among the humankind?
Ji Zhuo couldn't help but take another step back. She even glanced at the entrance of the cave out of the corner of her eyes.
The team in front of Ji Mo's eyes not only consisted of martial kings and spirit-power alchemists, but also had a top-grade healer who could produce a huge amount of milk. The team's power had already gone way beyond Ji Mo's expectation.
By now, what Ji Zhuo needed to think about was not how to take revenge, but how to escape from this ridiculously powerful team.
"Elder Ji, you seem to be very interested in our identities." Tian Buqi surely noticed the change in Ji Zhuo's mood, and silently praised Yang Fan's performance just now.
He took a step forward and looked down at Ji Zhuo and the group of Ji Family people around him. He raised his hand and touched the magic mask on his face, then asked Ji Zhuo with a cold voice, "Ji Zhuo, are you sure you want I to take off this mask?"
"If you really want to, I can make an exception and fulfill your wish." Tian Buqi stared at Ji Zhuo and said, "Now, tell me, do you want it or not?!"
Behind Tian Buqi, Ji Zhuo frowned.
Fu Zhengqing knitted his eyebrows. He felt that Tian Buqi was trying to infuriate Ji Mo and force him to fight against them.
"Lord Fu, you have to be careful." At this moment, Qu Hongde's voice transmission sounded in Fu Zhengqing's ears. "Tian Laosi's killing intent has already risen. He most likely wants to use this opportunity to weaken the strength of the capital's Ji family."
Fu Zhengqing could not help but shake his head when he heard Tian Buqi's words. Tian Buqi was indeed not a good person at a time like this.
"Ji Zhuo!" Just as Tian Buqi was about to push Ji Zhuo further, Fu Zhengqing suddenly interrupted, "Opportunities don't belong to anyone, only those who are destined to get them. Although our appearance has affected you, you've already comprehended the tenth law of Great Dao as you wished. In a few years, you will have a chance to become the Jin Emperor."
"We are all human beings, and we don't want to become enemies with a Quasi-emperor, nor do we want to kill a human Quasi-emperor. Do you understand I's meaning?"
Ji Zhuo paused.
He couldn't help but look back and forth between Tian Buqi and Fu Zhengqing. He immediately understood what was going on.
Although this team was strong, it seemed to have been put together at the last minute. It was not a monolithic block, and not everyone wanted to keep her.
This might be the chance for her and her clansmen to survive this calamity.
Without any hesitation, Ji Zhuo looked directly at Fu Zhengqing and said in a sonorous voice, "I am willing to swear on my soul that I will let bygones be bygones. Even if I leave the Secret Realm, I will not seek revenge. What do you think?"
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