Chapter 922

"I am not clear either; it is said that the force is very terrifying, not only having Spirit Pill Realm powerhouses, but even Spirit King powerhouses sitting in command."

This beggar said.

"Spirit King!"

Light flashed in Zhao Xing's eyes, his pupils shrank, and his body could not help but tense up.

Above the Wu Wang level is called King, dominating one side, worshipped by ten thousand people.

And the Spirit King is an even stronger existence.

A Spirit King powerhouse can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, moving mountains and filling seas with a single thought.

Their strength has already reached a terrifying degree.

Looking at the entire Eastern State, there are not many Spirit Kings in existence.

This force being able to send out a Spirit King powerhouse is definitely not a kind one.

No wonder the Flame-Devouring Rat Emperor was so wary of this force.

However, Zhao Xing did not retreat because he knew the terror of this force.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, if you dare to touch my sister, I will surely grind you to dust and leave you with no place to be buried!"

Zhao Xing shouted with a cold expression.

Cold, chilling murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Little brother, let me tell you."

"I advise you to run quickly, otherwise I am afraid you will never be able to escape again!"

This beggar looked at Zhao Xing and said.

"Why?"

Zhao Xing was startled and said in surprise.

"The master of this force is the Tianluo Kingdom, ranked second among the Eight Ancient Kingdoms of the Southern Ridge."

"This person is cruel and ruthless, narrow-minded, vengeful, and fickle."

"He once killed one hundred and seven people, all of whom were skinned and had their tendons pulled, hung on the city wall to show the public."

"He also forced innocent people in the city to sign contracts to be driven by him, helping him cultivate."

"Your sister falling into his hands now is surely in grave danger!"

This beggar had a solemn and grave expression.

"So that's how it is, thank you."

Zhao Xing cupped his hands and said, then turned and left.

"Sigh..."

Seeing Zhao Xing so resolute, this beggar could not help but sigh.

"It seems I must recover my strength as soon as possible."

"Only by becoming a Spirit King powerhouse can I save my sister."

Zhao Xing muttered to himself.

"Young Lady, look, is this shawl pretty?"

On the peak of a mountain that towered into the clouds in the Western Zhou Empire.

A woman wearing a green dress held a green gauze shawl and said to a beautiful woman before her.

This person was exactly that Zhao Jingyi.

"Jingyi Young Lady looks beautiful in anything!"

A maid beside her said flatteringly.

"Jingyi Sister!"

At this time, a young girl who looked like she was carved from jade walked over and called out.

Her appearance was like a porcelain doll, her big watery eyes blinking.

A melon-seed face, a delicate nose, cherry lips, and skin whiter than snow.

A pair of pitch-black eyeballs rolled around, exuding a spiritual aura, looking very cute.

"Xiao Ling!"

Zhao Jingyi touched the girl's head and said.

This girl was exactly the orphan adopted by Zhao Jingyi, named Li Ling.

The two of them had depended on each other since childhood, and their feelings were extremely deep.

"Jingyi Sister, this piece of clothing is for you, I prepared it specially for you!"

Li Ling pulled Zhao Jingyi and walked toward the backyard.

Soon, Zhao Jingyi arrived in front of a house.

The door of this house opened, and Zhao Jingyi walked in.

She saw several piles of various medicinal herbs placed in this room.

There were also various bottles and jars, which were radiating a rich medicinal fragrance.

"Xiao Ling, these medicinal herbs were all specially refined by alchemists, why did you take them out!"

Zhao Jingyi looked at these precious elixirs in the room and couldn't help but say.

"Jingyi Sister, I want you to break through to the Wu Wang Realm early, so that you don't have to worry about my parents being bullied by others!"

Li Ling looked at Zhao Jingyi and said sweetly.