Chapter 1938: The Time Relic of the Fusang Holy Land

Time flows slowly.

Unknowingly, five thousand years have passed.

"Stand up!"

"Greetings, Teacher!"

A large group of Soul Transformation cultivators stood up and bowed.

They were clearly old cultivators, deep in schemes between realms, whose every move should reveal nothing of their depth, having weathered many years of vicissitudes.

Yet in reality, these Soul Transformation cultivators displayed pure innocence, standing with hands clasped like well-behaved children, like elementary school students.

This made

Jin En Tai, in mid-air, forcibly twisted his body, rolling like a long dragon, and actually managed to shift sideways by nearly half a meter, dodging Qin Tian's internal force attack.

"Captain, you can't say that. Who was causing trouble? We were just sparring." Xuan Wuji said, completely unconcerned.

"Hehe, that's right! So, I won't let someone succeed too easily!" Zhang Ting said, making a face at Xie Dongya.

Having gone to the Blood Soul Gate with Zhou Xiong before, and with the car's navigation already set, Qin Tian was not unfamiliar with the route. After descending the mountain and entering the city, he drove toward the predetermined direction.

Turning past a rockery, Li Lingyi saw Li Taiyi Qingmu, dressed in a tender pink silk skirt, squatting under a gardenia tree. Behind Li Taiyi Qingmu, another person in pale blue clothes was also squatting.

They rapidly gathered at the same location because they had received news from the Lamoss family, the second great family among the Blood Clan, announcing a unique gathering. The purpose of that gathering was to enjoy the blood of a Hua Xia cultivator possessing powerful cultivation.

The sudden scream of the Scarred Man made the entire scene stunned. Only after the Scarred Man continued to emit constant screams did everyone realize that the Scarred Man's arm was broken.

"It should be possible!" Li Shang also nodded, after all, this was the only situation now.

"Brother Ma!" Under Liu Yun'er's performance of twisting her waist and pouting her hips in a coquettish manner, the old man, who was originally reluctant, could only be enraged for the sake of the beauty.

Steward Zhou's expression became solemn and his demeanor stiffened, yet from his tone, it seemed he was not hearing about the existence of aggressive skeletons for the first time.

Yu Nan looked at the sky; it was already beginning to darken around the base. Over a thousand searchlights illuminated the surroundings. Within the line of sight, the space between the inner wall and the outer wall was filled with soldier bugs constantly charging.

So thinking that since these things were all black-market goods and useless to keep, Bai Mei simply gave them all to the Great Sage Ling Sha.

Yu Nan quickly threw out countless spiritual materials and crystals. With a sweep of his hand, he summoned the Qiankun Cauldron to directly ignite the flames of Zhu Que to refine these materials. He intended to forge array foundations. The Great Array of the No Return Forest was formed naturally; the only gap left was the so-called living path.

Yang Yifan stepped into the ambulance and casually cast a healing spell on the big boy. Only after checking his wounds and finishing all this did Yang Yifan have the mind to ask about other things.

Not to mention, the Angel Legion also had a large number of retired old angels, living for at least tens of thousands of years, resting and recuperating in various places across the universe.

Why? Through the energy vision of the sixth sense, it could be clearly seen that Chromatus, hastily activated using the sacrificial blood energy, was barely started and had not entered its optimal state. The energy accumulated from sacrificing several thousand people was severely insufficient; it was equivalent to a person half-starved to death. How much combat power could they have?

Then, the muscles of these humans withered one by one, their bones turned to dust, and ultimately returned to the earth.

The Fallen Heavenly King looked at Yang Yu and spoke with an expression of extreme coldness. He showed no emotional fluctuation, merely gazing at Yang Yu, with a cold light floating in his pupils.

However, those two werewolves did not deliver a finishing blow. Instead, they picked her up, looked at her, sniffed her, and then dragged her away to one side.

The not-so-large shop was now almost completely packed with people, somewhat resembling the scene of a mall discount before the apocalypse. After struggling to squeeze in, Miduo was once again awed by the power of the Tree of Life.