Chapter 563

This is the infamous prodigy of the Central Plains!

Far beyond their comparison!

It is said he has even defeated true disciples of the Holy Land, his strength incomparably mighty.

"I did not expect you have not yet broken through to the Marquis Realm; does the prestigious Minghuang Sect possess no supreme divine artifact?"

Brother Dongmen asked.

However, Sikong Wuque merely glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, settling instead on Meng Zhangqing not far away.

Clearly.

In his heart, Brother Dongmen was not yet qualified to converse with him.

"Even the Force-Suppressing Power cannot fully suppress you; it seems the fusion of three Perfect Intentions is indeed incomparably mighty."

Sikong Wuque said with a smile.

Tremor also appeared in his eyes.

At this age, even two Perfect Intentions would be shocking enough, let alone three!

Simply unheard of!

Absurd to the extreme!

I recall the chief true disciple of the Zhengyi Holy Land currently possesses only two Perfect Intentions!

Yet this person, merely from the Southern Region, has already surpassed in the aspect of True Intention the... disciple cultivated by the Holy Land pouring out all its resources!

Fortunately, there is the Force-Suppressing Great Array; otherwise, this journey to the Barbarian Wilderness Sea was destined to return empty-handed!

It might even become his burial ground!

"You think I rely on three Perfect Intentions to still stand here?"

"It seems I am misunderstood." 0.3

Meng Zhangqing's lips curled slightly upward.

Actually, it is normal; who could imagine a Life and Death Realm cultivator could condense a Martial Dao True Domain, which only Marquis-level great powers are qualified to touch?

However, he did not point it out.

Instead, he fixed his gaze upon this Sikong Wuque.

In the jade slip given by the Grand Elder, there was information on this person, though very little; one only knew this person was extremely strong, the leader of the demonic path's younger generation!

Long ago, he had already made his name tremble throughout the Central Plains.

By all rights, he should have broken through to the Marquis Realm long ago.

Unexpectedly, he still remains at the Life and Death Realm, and has even come to the Barbarian Wilderness Sea.

Among the myriad ancient lands, the Barbarian Wilderness Sea is not a particularly precious existence.

Divine artifacts are scarce, merely ten, completely insufficient to divide.

Only the Wish-Granting Spirit Fruit is relatively rare.

He likely came for that.

Chapter 249: Second-Rank Spirit Fruit! The Crushing Suppression Power Shatters!!! (3/4, please subscribe!)

"This fellow is very strong."

Meng Zhangqing's eyes brightened.

The aura surging within him can be said to completely crush the leaders of the Four Regions!

"He has arrived at just the right time."

A smile appeared on Meng Zhangqing's face.

His Unconquered Will lacked only a final thread before it could be forged.

And this final thread required defeating someone even stronger than the leaders present; he had thought he would have to seek a strong one later.

Unexpectedly, the demonic path side actively delivered themselves to his door.

Truly a gift from fate.

"Lord Sikong, I will go to ripen the Spirit Tree."

Xue Youzi suddenly approached.

"Good, go ahead."

Sikong Wuque nodded.

Hearing this.

Meng Zhangqing's heart stirred.

Ripen the Spirit Tree?

What kind of operation is this?

Could the demonic path side make the Spirit Tree bear fruit again?

Thinking thus.

Meng Zhangqing also halted his thought of acting immediately.

Moreover, the demonic path did not go slaughter the prodigies of the Four Regions below.

We can wait a little longer.

"I give you time; the future Central Plains will surely have a place for you. Alas, fate is like this; a genius who does not grow up is never a genius."

Sikong Wuque looked at Meng Zhangqing, his lips curling slightly upward.

Meng Zhangqing did not answer.

29 His attention was all focused on that Xue Youzi.

Seeing this.

Sikong Wuque thought Meng Zhangqing had resigned himself to fate, his heart dead and ash, unwilling to speak.

The smile in his eyes grew even stronger.

He loved this sense of despair.

Below, the prodigies of the Four Regions also felt their hearts sink, and many more showed despair in their eyes.

The power that forbids martial arts is the power of the rules.

Who would have thought the Demonic Path could actually control the rules!

Without this great formation, even Sikong Wuque could not have been Meng Zhangqing's match.

But now.

Even Meng Zhangqing was helpless.

Like fish and meat on a chopping block, at everyone's mercy.

The future was utterly dark.

"Junior Uncle."

Mo Xiaoyu looked up at Meng Zhangqing in mid-air.

For some reason, she felt little fear in her heart; this stemmed from her trust in Meng Zhangqing.

Especially Meng Zhangqing's expression.

Though silent.

He was actually not afraid.

"My Lord Sikong, when will these righteous prodigies be executed?"

The coffin-bearer approached.

The coffin on his back had begun to slowly open, and thick corpse qi surged out.

"No need to rush; there is still half a day before the opening of the Manhuang Sea."

Sikong Wuque said calmly, "Let us first see how the Xueshenmo Sect's secret technique ripens this Divine Spirit Tree."

"Good."

The coffin-bearer nodded.

After all, victory was indeed in hand now.

It would also serve to let these righteous prodigies accumulate a bit more despair.

The people of the Six Desires Mo Sect would need it.

――

Xue Youzi's figure flickered, and he had already arrived at the roots of the Divine Spirit Tree.

Compared to the massive Divine Spirit Tree.