C150 (1/2)
Start-- On a Heavenly Risks Cliff.
This cliff was so deep that one could not see the bottom; it was shocking to the world.
At the top of the cliff, there was a majestic man wearing a blue dragon robe.
It was Windraiser.
It had been half a month since the ancient city's endless and tragic battlefield quieted down.
He pursed his lips and looked down the cliff, a kind smile on his face as he muttered to himself, ”Haha, what a restless little fellow. He's only at the Spirit Sealing realm, and yet he's already able to cause such a commotion.”
”Haha, to be able to get a thousand year old demon like you, Fu Feng, to attack, I'm afraid that this little fellow is not simple, no?”
At this moment, a clear laughter came from behind Windraiser. Then, the space was torn apart and a strong wind howled, sweeping up Windraiser's hair. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Within the spatial rift, an old man appeared. He had a smile on his face as he stroked his silver beard and asked, ”Is he your disciple?”
”I wouldn't dare.”
Fu Feng didn't look back. He still stared at the bottom of the cliff. He shook his head with a smile. ”This little guy, his origin is not simple. How could the Devil's Son that the monarch prophesied be so simple?”
”The devil's son?”
The old man behind him was stunned. ”What is it?”
Looking down the cliff, Fu Feng's eyes were clear. He laughed, ”Mmm, this kid's potential is excellent. His tenacity and perseverance are beyond ordinary. I believe that if he is given some more time, there will be a qualitative change.” When Qin Shi was mentioned, Fu Feng was very confident and proud. ”Presumably, in a few more years, the prophecy of fate will begin to change.”
The old man was slightly surprised.
Time passed slowly like this.
The old man paused for a moment before spreading his vast Spiritual Energy down the cliff. His brows slightly furrowed: ”Haha, so that guy, Heaven-Devouring, has already started to awaken?” Saying this, he laughed bitterly, ”No wonder you wanted to send him to Heartless Cliff.”
Helplessly shaking his head, Fu Feng smiled, ”That's right. This Heartless Cliff is over a hundred thousand feet deep. It should be able to trap this little guy for a few days. I hope that he can calm down and erase the demonic nature in his body.” As he spoke to here, he felt some lingering fear. ”Heaven-Devouring fellow, that fellow won't easily give in.”
”It's been thousands of years …”
After speaking, Fu Feng seemed to sink into a long period of contemplation. His eyes seemed to forget the few clouds in the sky, as if he was looking down upon the mortal world and the trivial matters of space. He slowly closed his eyes.
The old man was the same.
”Not long ago, a mutant lord appeared in the Western Regions.” After a while, the elder sighed.
”Oh?” Fu Feng frowned as he opened his eyes. He replied, ”It's the 'Underworld Group', right?”
The old man nodded.
”It seems that they have been living in peace for too long. It seems that they have also begun to get restless.” A cold light flashed in the depths of Fu Feng's eyes. ”They've only changed their target to the barren Western Regions. I presume that the ancient war has had an impact on them as well. There's still no news from the Three Souls that cover the sky.”
”That's right, looks like his fate is near.”
Fu Feng nodded slightly. With his hands behind his back, he looked into the distance and whispered, ”The chaos in the sky has just started. I wonder if we can get through the great calamity this time. Maybe it can cover the sky or swallow the sky?”
The old man said nothing.
… ….
The wind blew.
Beneath Heartless Cliff, in a pitch-black darkness.
Around him was a tall cliff that pierced the clouds. The top of the cliff was shrouded in clouds and mist, which blocked out the rays of light. It was difficult to distinguish between the sun, moon, and stars, nor was it possible to tell time apart.
In the valley, there was a narrow crevice. The crevice continuously had a long, cold wind blowing from it, carrying with it the smell of wetness. On the ground, it was extremely muddy. A few spots of Shi Yan's body were covered in green moss because he was always wet.
”I'm not dead?”
Qin Shi opened his eyes slightly, feeling extremely dizzy.
”What is this place?”
Why did he come to this place? What happened before? He searched his mind, only to find a broken piece of information flashing across his mind.
Burning Heaven Secret Realm.
White Jade Soup, Venerable Blood.
Expulsion from the sect. Disguise Shura … Zhao Yan …
Magic Talisman, Diamond Eagle, Little Mi Cai, Jade in the Book, Demonic Possession, Windraiser …
Bang! Qin Shi recalled the tragic and unparalleled scene in the forest and abruptly stood up.
Hiss, hiss, hiss … ”It hurts!” Who would have thought that just as he got up, his mind wandered and he almost vomited due to the intense feeling of nausea, ”Is his body going to fall apart soon?”
Under the intense pain, he quickly checked his internal condition. He didn't know what state he was in, but he was startled by what he saw. He only saw that his ribs were stiff and numb. The spiritual energy in his entire body was exhausted, and one after another, streams of frightening blood clotted in his mouth, causing him endless pain.
”I didn't expect that my injuries would be this severe...”
Qin Shi took a deep breath. This was probably the most tragic injury he had ever suffered. He looked at the disorder in his bones and meridians, and the paleness in his internal organs. He was blaming himself a little, ”Hehe, this broken body doesn't look like a teenager.