Chapter 542

Moreover, it stopped all around, completely unable to invade.

The Martial Dao True Domain itself is a realm constructed by the power of rules.

Ten thousand methods cannot invade; it forms its own world.

Within it lies his supreme true intent!

Under fusion, it becomes even more powerful.

Naturally, it can resist rule suppression of the same level.

And if one deploys the True Domain Technique, namely Sword Twenty-Five, to fully unleash the power of the True Domain.

Meng Changqing even had the confidence to shatter the martial-arts-suppressing rules of this Three-Colored Silver-Striped Grass.

However, he certainly would not do so.

Once shattered, it would only benefit others; now is his period of advantage.

Others are like sinking into a swamp.

Whereas he treads as if on flat ground.

Whoosh~

Meng Changqing transformed into a sword light and sped toward the island's depths.

Along the way, he brushed past many World-Suppressing Demons.

"???"

Someone froze.

He even rubbed his eyes.

"Did someone just fly past?"

After a long moment, he asked somewhat uncertainly.

"How is that possible?"

The other World-Suppressing Demons, who hadn't paid much attention and were wholly focused on resisting the suppressing power, immediately sneered, "Did the suppression give you hallucinations? In this place, who can fly?"

"Even if Han Yuanzhen came, he would have to take one step at a time."

Upon hearing this.

That person frowned.

Could it be that he truly had a hallucination?

But just now, right overhead, it was really a whoosh!

Meng Changqing's appearance still drew the attention of quite a few.

Especially those deeper inside.

One by one, they stood with mouths agape.

They were still struggling to advance.

How could someone fly?

"Who is this fellow?"

"How did he do it?"

Many Demons gasped in shock, feeling their entire worldview shaken.

Some could not accept it at once.

Their internal qi became chaotic.

Directly invaded by the suppressing power, they fell stiffly to the ground, unable to move.

——

"Finally here."

Looking at a three-colored small grass five meters away, Yue Youchan's face immediately broke into a breathtakingly beautiful smile.

At this moment, she.

Her entire body was thoroughly soaked with sweat.

Plus the suppressing power made her magical robe cling tightly to her skin, outlining an incomparably perfect figure.

Her legs were long, with a curvaceous front and back.

The scenery on her chest was even more towering and magnificent.

Any normal man here, the Pashidou Society would likely feel restless, bursting with desire.

"Only five meters left."

Yue Youchan took a deep breath.

She struggled to lift her foot.

However, just then, a sword light descended, blocking her view.

"So this is the Three-Colored Silver-Striped Grass; indeed, the grass lives up to its name."

The figure formed by the sword light spoke slowly.

Yue Youchan froze.

Then, on her breathtakingly beautiful face, an expression of disbelief gradually appeared.

Her small mouth opened slightly, her teeth white and bright.

Heaven knows what she saw.

Someone was actually faster than her, and judging by the wind whistling past her ear just now, this person must have flown in!

Not walked in step by step like her.

But how could that be!

The suppressing power here treats everyone equally; no one can avoid it!

The one who came was naturally Meng Zhangqing.

He hadn't expected anyone to be so close to the Three-Colored Silver-Striped Grass.

Fortunately, he arrived in time; otherwise, if he had delayed even a moment longer, someone would have taken it, and the Liye Society would have suffered heavy losses.

Once the Three-Colored Silver-Striped Grass is picked,

the suppressing power here will gradually vanish.

By then, the place will be empty; if he wanted to snatch it back, there would be nowhere to look.

Crack!

Meng Zhangqing cut it and placed it into the jade box.

Boom!

In an instant, the entire island shook.

It was clearly felt that the suppressing power began to weaken, though not at such a fast pace.

After securing the jade box,

Meng Zhangqing turned around.

The scenery that came into view made even him hold his breath.

From his angle,

all the 'characteristics' of Yue Qingchan were fully visible.

It made one's blood boil.

And most crucially, at this moment, Yue Qingchan looked like she had no trace of coldness.

She was quite charming and alluring.

Seductive and soul-capturing.

Coupled with the sacred Dharma robe she wore, it truly created a strong sense of contrast.

It inevitably aroused thoughts of blasphemy.

Taking a deep breath,

Meng Zhangqing suppressed his wandering mind and calmed down.

He naturally recognized this person as Yue Qingchan!

The possessor of the Perfect Bone Structure.

And also the person he must add to his friend list!

"This humble woman, Yue Youchan, greets the Head of the Southern Region."

Just as Meng Zhangqing was pondering how to communicate, Yue Youchan spoke up first.