Chapter 200 Difference in Treatmen (2/2)
“As for his Spirit escaping, it doesn’t sound like it will be a problem because he has already lost his best chance.” Said Yaoyao with a chuckle.
Zhou Yuan nodded, an additional trace of confidence on his calm face as he said, “I’ve already slayed him once, and will naturally be able to kill him a second time. He won’t be so lucky next time.”
In the past, he had lagged far behind Wu Huang, making it the most dangerous period for him. Even so, he had managed to persist through this period.
It was as Yaoyao said. Wu Huang had lost his best chance.
And such a chance would not appear again
Yaoyao rose to her feet, her black hair swinging past Zhou Yuan's face along with a whiff of tranquil fragrance. She lifted her perfect, unblemished face, light shining upon it as she peered into the distance and said in an unenthusiastic voice, ”Hai, since we're here, let's head further in and see what's here.”
Zhou Yuan's eyes glowed upon hearing this, his eyes filled with impatience. He had suffered all sorts of hardships in order to come here, all for the sake of the greatest blessing. Hence, compared to Yaoyao's laziness, his heart was practically leaping from his throat.
The two walked out of the stone pavilion, heading deeper into the place.
They walked along the cobbled mountain path, passing through a dense forest before their footsteps finally came to a halt. To their front was a cliff.
Beyond the cliff was seemingly endless swirling mists.
A giant pine tree stood by the edge of the cliff, under the tree which was jade white, there was a stone chair on which a figure could be seen.
”Finally here?”
The moment Yaoyao and Zhou Yuan's eyes fell upon the figure, a gentle and kind voice was transmitted over.
The figure raised his head. One would see that his jade like skin was just like a baby's. Long hair scattered behind him, his face was that of a young man. His eyes however seemed to contain an ancientness that spoke of countless years of experiences.
When Zhou Yuan met his gaze, the former felt an indescribable pressure, pressure that even made his Spirit tremble faintly.
This made Zhou Yuan understand that the handsome young man before them was an extremely terrifying existence.
In fact… he was likely the legendary Saint that had died.
Of course, the one before them was likely just a mere fragment of the original.
Even though he was only a fragment, he was still able to make Zhou Yuan feel an indescribable pressure.
After spending some time accustoming themselves to the pressure, Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao approached.
”Elder.” Zhou Yuan cupped his fists together, respect on his face.
Yaoyao was still somewhat listless, even unable to stop herself from covering her mouth as she yawned.
The young man merely smiled faintly. He stood up as his gaze swept across Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao, those bottomless eyes seemingly able to see through all secrets.
He walked over, giving a casual nod in response to Zhou Yuan's respect, before casting his gaze towards Yaoyao.
He looked at Yaoyao, a long and close look.
In that moment, Zhou Yuan could sense satisfaction and admiration appear in the man's gaze.
He then laughed softly.
”I've finally met you…”
Zhou Yuan was practically on the verge of tears. Come on! I was the one who fought all the way up here with my abilities. Why is there such a huge difference in treatment?
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