Novel Full Chapter 1259 - 353: King Yan Grants Immortality, Unprecedented Dao Fruit Double Molting [Monthly Ticket Request]
Chapter 1259: Chapter 353: King Yan Grants Immortality, Unprecedented Dao Fruit Double Molting [Monthly Ticket Request]
Pure martial arts actually have no path, but why does the Underworld still practice pure martial arts…
Could it be that the Underworld has a path beyond pure martial arts?
Lv Taibai’s eyes flickered as he looked at King Yan of the Underworld, his heart trembled slightly, unable to guarantee that the Underworld truly could not find a path beyond pure martial arts.
Such enigmatic forces, with mysterious and peculiar heritage, are impossible to fathom.
“Brother Yan…”
“Does the Underworld only have one King Yan, Your Excellency?”
“Are there other Kings Yan?”
Lv Taibai asked the question that had long been in his heart.
Li Che just smiled, and beneath the stark black and white mask was a pair of eyes faintly smiling.
“The Underworld… naturally has more than one King Yan.”
Li Che moved his mind, and the Dominator Avatar was instantly activated.
Then, at the top of the Sovereign Building, another figure wearing a black and white divided Star Mask appeared.
The Dominator Avatar was directly disguised as King Yan by Li Che.
Although Lv Taibai was the Qianyuan Divine Sect Master, one of his own people, the necessary mystery had to be maintained, and the wild guesses… needed to run wild.
Sometimes, when one knows nothing at all, the performance that is revealed is the most genuine.
Lv Taibai swept his gaze over and perceived another King Yan of the Underworld sitting cross-legged on the top of the building, similarly bursting with extremely terrifying pure martial Qi-blood!
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There really was another hidden King Yan of the Underworld!
He hadn’t sensed it at all earlier!
Perhaps…
Grandmaster Huang Mei, once dragged into this Mo City Fengdu, was doomed.
The Underworld had long prepared layer upon layer of means waiting for him.
Lv Taibai shook his head, his dread of the Underworld growing ever deeper.
Rumble—!!
The entire city began to shake, trembling violently as if it were about to collapse.
King Yan of the Underworld’s eyes flickered, looking at Huang Mei.
His mind moved slightly, and the idea was transmitted to Huang Mei.
Boom—!!
Li Che directly opened the gate of Mo City Fengdu, flinging out both Lv Taibai and Huang Mei’s Soul Capturing.
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…
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
The sound of breaking the sky roared!
Above the Fourth City, powerful auras were continuously intertwining, rolling like Jiao Longs, and the scorching hot Qi-blood instantly evaporated the raindrops falling from the leaden clouds into nothingness.
The ground shook relentlessly, and the Divine Capital Xuanwei of the Fourth City almost deployed at the first moment, with the Azure Dragon and White Tiger Guard Squads, clad in azure and white armor, running across the long streets.
A terrifying momentum rolled in.
On the exceptionally wide street, the flood-like Xuanwei rushed towards the direction of the Little Spirit Sound Institute.
Meanwhile, around the Little Spirit Sound Institute.
A multitude of strong figures had long since gathered.
In front of the Little Spirit Sound Institute.
A figure in a white monk’s robe knelt on the ground, and that piercing voice echoing through several cities of the Divine Capital was coming from the mouth of this white-robed monk.
Someone recognized this white-robed monk as the target under the Third Prince, coming from the Little Lingyin Temple.
The white-robed monk knelt on the ground, palms together, his whole body trembling slightly, eyes bloodshot, as if two tear streaks had slid down his cheeks.
And in the void, many Divine Sect leaders rushed in.
Lv Taibai’s Fairy in the Painting Avatar stood across the air together with True Martial Divine Sect Master Shi Jian, looking at the scene below with complex expressions.
The courtyard walls couldn’t block their sight, and they clearly saw the tragedy within the courtyard…
Dismembered bodies lay strewn everywhere, blood flowing like a river; all the cultivators from the Little Lingyin Temple who came to the Divine Capital for the Flat Peach Victory Meeting were dead!
Whether it was Chulong or heroes, even the former first hero Wukong, who once battled Li Che, had turned into pieces of flesh on the ground.
Gu Changqing, Ning Caisen, Gu Cheng, Bai Buxi, and other Divine Sect leaders all had solemn expressions.
They were shocked in their hearts as to who… massacred the entire Little Spirit Sound Institute, and they had no idea!
And who could it be?
So cruel and vicious!
Boom—!
The sound of breaking the sky resounded, and one figure after another rushed in quickly.
The Divine Capital Xuanwei arrived, blocking the courtyard so tightly that not even water could pass through.
Subsequently, the Golden Scale Forbidden Guards, covered in Dragon Scale Golden Armor, ripped through the Xuanwei team like a spear and walked slowly at the forefront.
And leading at the very front was the rugged figure, with prominent features, red hair, and a red beard, dressed in the robe of the Governor of the Temple Control Bureau.
Wang Kui, with a gold ring on his nose, squinted his eyes and walked slowly forward.
He glanced at the white-robed monk kneeling on the ground, then kicked open the tightly closed door.
Subsequently, the most pungent stench hit him, and his eyes fell upon the scene of carnage on the ground.
“Good fellow…”
“The Second City just lost the Noble Princess Consort Ji, and in the Fourth City… the Divine Sect dispatched team to the Flat Peach Victory Meeting banquet had a whole institute slaughtered.”
“How many years has it been since such a brutal case happened in the Divine Capital?”
Coldness rolled in Wang Kui’s eyes.
Besides Governor Wang Kui of the Temple Control Bureau, the Great Commanders of the Divine Capital Xuanwei’s Azure Dragon and White Tiger Guard Squads, Xuan Qinglong and Xuan Baihu, also rushed in; both were Peak Martial Saints, as to command the Azure Dragon and White Tiger Guard Squads naturally required strength.
“Such fierce criminals… truly cruel!”
Xuan Qinglong’s eyes flickered with a harsh light, but there was also gravity emerging.
After all…
In the Fourth City, such a massacre occurred, with so many Divine Sects so close, yet not one person noticed.
If not for the white-robed monk thinking of something and returning, who knows how long it would take to discover.
“Where is Grandmaster Huang Mei?”
Xuan Qinglong and Xuan Baihu stepped into the courtyard, which was full of dripping blood, and there was almost nowhere to step.