The little guy was seriously injured this time. Blood kept oozing out from where the golden scales had fallen off, staining his entire body red. He even had a broken leg and was staggering as he walked.
When he came to Wutan, the little guy narrowed his eyes slightly, with dangerous signals flashing in them, and said in a deep voice: "Why do you want to stop me? There must be more reasons than this."
However, Wutan seemed not to have heard anything. He looked straight ahead without saying a word. But if you looked closely, you would find that there was a strong murderous intent deep in his pupils.
The pseudo-god's divine consciousness did not disappear immediately, and locked onto him tightly, as if warning him not to continue instigating the little fellow to covet other treasures within the restrictions.
Even Wutan could feel the creepy murderous intent, but he did not have the slightest fear in his heart. Pseudo-gods are also living beings, but they are just a little stronger than ordinary creatures.
"It's indeed more than that. I will tell you about this later. The most urgent thing is to heal your injuries first."
After Wutan gave some instructions, he looked at Gou Yaolong and the others and found that their expressions had not changed much. They seemed very calm and indifferent, even the little guy was the same.
From this he could be sure that the person that his divine consciousness was locking onto was only himself.
As the divine thought took no time to dissipate, Wutan's expression became increasingly gloomy, and the anger in his heart became increasingly intense. Although no clear thoughts were conveyed, the meaning was already very obvious.
"Watch me and prevent me from hitting other treasures in the forbidden area?"
Wutan raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer on his face, and then ignored the divine thought, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the sealing of the heart and burying of desires.
In fact, Wu Tian was not comprehending the Sealing Heart and Burying Desire, but was talking to Xiao Wu Hao. As for the content of the conversation, only the two of them knew.
In this way, time passed and another year went by.
During this period, stone doors kept opening, but no one came out. They were all buried in the restriction. Fortunately, the stone door in the passage where Han Tian, Tiangang and the Insect King were located was not opened, which meant that they were still alive.
A year later, all but seven of the one hundred stone doors neatly arranged on the stone wall had been opened.
"Among our three major forces, except for the stone gate where Junior Sister Xueer is, which is still closed, the others have been opened. It seems that all of them have died inside," Gou Yaolong sighed.
boom!
Just as he finished speaking, a stone door suddenly opened, but after waiting for a while, no one came out.
Staring at the entrance of the stone gate, Gou Yaolong's gaze slowly dimmed, and his heart felt desolate and sad, because this was exactly the passage where Ye Xue was.
"There were fifty people who entered the ruins, but in the end, only three of us survived. Jueyin Ruins! How many lives have you plundered, and how many bones and souls have you buried!"
Gou Yaolong cried out in grief to the sky, Ye Xue's talent in the art of prohibition was second only to his in the entire Forbidden Sect. She was deeply loved by his master and was also his most beloved sister. However, he did not want to be buried here in the end and even his body could not be taken back.
"This is only the seventh floor of the ruins, and yet we were completely wiped out. I can't imagine what a terrifying place the eighth floor, known as the Tomb of Gods and Demons, is," Murong Feichang sighed.
"Even my father and his people didn't dare to set foot on the eighth floor back then, so you can imagine how terrifying it is," Cang Zheng said in a flat tone and his face was calm. He didn't care much about the people who died in Wanbao Pavilion.
Gu Guizi, who was standing aside, had his eyes closed and was indifferent to the opening of the stone gate, because except for himself, all the people from the Ghost Sect had been wiped out long ago, so there was nothing to look forward to.
Among the people present, the one who was most worried was naturally Wu Tian.
Although the stone gate where Han Tian, Tian Gang and Chong Wang were located had not been opened, four years had passed and the three had not come out yet. It was obvious that they were trapped inside.
And there was Ye Tian. After they parted outside the magic tower, no one knew where he had gone. No one knew whether he and Tan Tai Xian Ling were in the remaining passages. If not, would he have to live in the ruins from now on...
During this year, the pseudo-god's divine consciousness never left and kept watching him. This made Wu Tian, who hated being threatened the most in his life, very angry. If he had the combat power to break through the sky, he would find the pseudo-god and fight him without hesitation.
Shortly after the stone door where Ye Xue was located opened, two more stone doors opened one after another accompanied by rumbling sounds.
Wutan's eyes were as hard as pillars, staring at the exit with great anticipation in his heart. What he hoped was naturally that it was Ye Tian who walked out of this door. He dared not and could not forget Di Tian's last words before his death.
At the same time, he was very nervous. If it was not Ye Tian, but someone else, it would mean that Ye Tian was very likely to stay in the Jueyin ruins, and it was even possible that something unexpected had happened.
However, when he saw the person coming out, Wutan's heart was instantly filled with disappointment.
A man in white strode out from the stone gate. He was as handsome as jade, with waterfall-like black hair dancing lightly behind him. He looked like a god breaking through the realm and with overwhelming aura. He was none other than the Young Master of the Tianyang Sect, Shenxi!
After meeting again after four years, Shenxi didn't say much. He glanced at the whole audience lightly, smiled at Wutan, then walked aside to recuperate from his injuries.
With a faint smile as a response, Wutan's gaze immediately turned to another stone door. Gradually, a figure came into his sight. It was a man with a broadsword on his back, a cold long gown, and fluttering black hair. Although the sword's edge was buried in the scabbard, the sharpness that could tear through the void could not be concealed at all!
Upon seeing this person, a surge of murderous intent burst out from Wu Tian's body, instantly drowning his heart full of disappointment, because the person who walked out of the stone gate was none other than Li Erbai!
Feeling the sudden rush of murderous intent, the expressions of Murong Feichang and his companions changed slightly, and Shenxi and Guiguzi also looked over in surprise. However, after seeing clearly that the person coming was Li Erbai, everyone immediately realized something, and all had a look of amusement on their faces, ready to watch a good show.
Li Erbai naturally noticed it as well. His pupils suddenly shrank and he looked towards where Wutan was. But when he found that there were only him and the little guy there, a sneer and disdain immediately rose in his eyes.
After four years of trying to overcome difficulties, he not only obtained several rare treasures, but his cultivation also skyrocketed to the Half-Step Divine Transformation stage. Therefore, Li Erbai now has enough confidence to fight with the little guy and not be at a disadvantage, not to mention Wutan who is still in the Small Success stage.
"Haha! Wutian, I haven't seen you for four years, and your cultivation has only reached the minor success stage. It seems that with your aptitude, you are not suitable for cultivation. In my opinion, you should go home as soon as possible and live a mediocre life, otherwise you will lose your life accidentally one day. It will not be worth it."
Li Erbai looked at Wutan, his eyes full of mockery, and his tone was extremely disdainful and threatening.
But in the eyes of others, this was a complete provocation, and Murong Feichang and others became more and more expectant.
After spending these days together, especially the first level of joint battle, everyone has a deeper understanding of Wutan. Although this person's realm is lower than everyone else, his true combat power is no less than everyone else.
"When we joined forces on the first level to deal with the people of the Great Confucian Dynasty and the surviving people of the Dragon God Mountains, Li Erbai was not present, and he has never really fought with Wutan. It seems that he doesn't understand how terrifying this man is," Murong Fei shook his head, obviously not having much confidence in Li Erbai.
"Haha, Brother Fei Chang is right. Wutan's real strength lies not in his cultivation realm, but in his physical strength and defense. What's more, he is a ninth-rank great forbidden master. In my opinion, if Li Erbai fights against him, the former's chance of winning is almost zero," Gou Yaolong said with a smile.
"No matter what, it would be best if both of them died," Cang Zheng sneered.
"Little Emperor, this guy is provoking you unscrupulously, can you still endure it?" Seeing Wutan looking at Li Erbai coldly but not taking any action, the little guy grinned and said something provocative.
"I never thought about enduring," Wutan smiled coldly and stood up suddenly.
And just as he stood up, the divine consciousness that had been locking onto him for a year unexpectedly changed as well, and a terrifying and overwhelming pressure rolled in from under the sky.
And judging from the little guy's calm expression, this pressure was directed at him alone.
"Although I don't understand why you want to target me, I have the Tongtian Meridian, which allows me to ignore all pressure. If you don't show your true form and don't have the killing intent, how can your mere pressure do anything to me? Kill!"
With a low shout, Wutan took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Li Erbai. His clenched and pale fist shattered a large area of void and swung towards Li Erbai violently, simply and directly!
"A character like an ant wants to shake the towering tree?" Li Erbai sneered, his face full of disdain, but his movements were not slow at all. In a flash, the broadsword behind him was unsheathed, and the sharp edge filled the void in an instant!
"cut!"
The power of gold gushed out, and the broadsword suddenly shone brightly, like a scorching sun, whistling away with a terrifying sea of swords!
“It is still unknown who the ants are.”
Wutan was filled with murderous aura, with his long hair dancing behind him, like a returning Shura. His eyes were bloodshot. He would never forget this broadsword in his life. This was the sword that Li Erbai used when he ambushed him!
"Today, I will use my fists to bury your sword and your life!"
The strength of his whole body surged in his body like ocean waves and gathered in his fist. At this moment, Wujitian's fist seemed to be made of divine iron, giving people an extremely hard texture, as if it could crush everything under the world!
The broadsword shone with golden light and sword energy was radiating in all directions. Even on the ground blessed by divine power, countless white sword marks appeared in an instant. It was extremely fierce and terrifying!
However, under Wujitian's fist, it was as fragile as tofu. With a clanging sound, the broadsword broke into more than a dozen pieces, turning into golden streams of light, and violently hit the ten-sided stone walls. Sparks flew everywhere, and metallic sounds continued to be heard, so sharp that it hurt people's ears!
(End of this chapter)