Chapter 927: Spring Flowers Will Bloom (Part 2)

Black vines had already wrapped around the entire palace, making it almost impossible to see the original appearance of the palace architecture; only the main gate remained unchanged. The black energy emitted by the vines had become so thick it turned into black liquid, flowing everywhere.

Inside the palace, all the bookshelves were full of leaves and had their own hands and feet. The hands were as thin as noodles, and the feet were densely packed. Row upon row of bookshelves moved at high speed, connecting and separating from each other from time to time, blocking a phantom shadow that was so fast it almost didn't exist.

At the end of the palace, that Little Wei Yuan looked exhausted, facing a miniature phantom of the palace. His eyes were fixed on the phantom, his hands moving like flying, continuously mobilizing the bookshelves in the phantom to arrange them into different mazes. But the palace shook continuously, and the bookshelves were hit hard from time to time, shaking violently.

After several heavy blows, the hands, feet, branches, and leaves on the bookshelves would fall off in large areas, and this Little Wei Yuan would have to move them to the back and use the remaining bookshelves to fill in. But he had fewer and fewer spare bookshelves; once they were consumed, that would be the moment the maze was broken.

Little Wei Yuan suddenly cursed loudly: "Are you a lunatic? Aren't you tired, don't you need to sleep?! It's been months; aren't you bored and dull?"

Originally, the girl Yin-Yang would not answer him at all, just continuously attacking the maze, consuming the power this Little Wei Yuan drew from beyond the sky.

But this time, she suddenly stopped and spoke rarely, saying: "Not bored; now that you have condensed all your power here, my arrangement is just completed, and we can begin."

Around the palace, a huge array suddenly appeared. This array was actually not a common plane, but a spherical shape, surrounding the entire polluted palace. Then three hundred and sixty points of light appeared on the spherical surface, each spewing Dao fire of different colors, beginning to refine the palace.

In the blink of an eye, the Little Wei Yuan in the palace perceived the purpose of the array and cried out in shock: "You actually want to refine me into an elixir!? Refine innate spirituality alive; you... are you the inner demon or am I the inner demon?!"

The girl Yin-Yang's mouth corners curled up slightly, saying: "You guess."

Little Wei Yuan's face changed several times, and then he discovered that the array was extremely complete and tight, with no possibility of escape at all. His face instantly turned gloomy, and he said slowly: "This is what you forced me to do. Then let us all perish together!!"

Little Wei Yuan shot a beam of light from between his eyebrows, turning it into a small square array. This array was also nested layer by layer, a three-dimensional array. He pointed his finger at the center of the array, and a shrill whistle broke through layers of obstacles, flying out of the Human Realm Renjian Yanhuo.

On the firmament of the Human Realm Renjian Yanhuo, at this time, purple-black spots of various sizes were scattered, numbering more than ten.

The central city below had long since changed its appearance, with weapon workshops and cultivation grounds everywhere. Several small islands near the city had cultivation grounds built on them, with areas much larger than the islands themselves. But this was not enough, so they simply built several floating cultivation grounds in the sea using seaweed. In each cultivation ground, thousands of cultivators were breathing and cultivating.

Each cultivation ground had a different color and shape, representing different immortal plants. The aura of immortal plants permeated everywhere on the grounds, almost forcibly pressing the cultivators to pour into them, forcibly improving their cultivation.

The area of the Fighting Saint Pavilion was ten times larger than before, and the cross-shaped central main road divided the pavilion area into four major parts.

At this time, Han Li appeared, leading more than a hundred disciples to fly toward the largest purple spot in the sky. A cheer suddenly erupted from the city below; the louder the cheering, the more brilliant the three-colored light on Han Li's body became.

A hundred cultivators flew into the purple spot, appearing in a festering small world. At this time, the small world was very quiet, with only a few dozen figures standing there; the person at the very front stood alone, and within a hundred zhang around him were corpses of various strange monsters.

The cultivator turned back; it was indeed Jun Weizhi. He looked at Han Li and said: "You came early."

Han Li looked at Jun Weizhi's empty left sleeve, his pupils shrinking, but his voice was calm as he said: "Came just in time. I have rested enough, so I came to replace you."

Jun Weizhi smiled freely and said: "Your intuition is truly terrifying; is this knowing I was almost beaten to death? But I will need to rest for a long time this time."

Han Li nodded and said in a deep voice: "Rest assured, before you have rested well, this place will never be broken through."

Jun Weizhi came to Han Li's side and said: "You actually don't want to run; that's really strange."

Han Li was silent for a moment before saying: "I have already thought about it. If I just leave like this, for the rest of my life, living alone... will be very boring."

At this time, the small world began to shake again, and the festering sky and earth began to spew foul-smelling pus. On the firmament, swellings were bulging one after another. Jun Weizhi did not talk nonsense anymore and said: "They are coming again; I will go back to rest first." ===== CHAPTER 928 =====