Daoying

Chapter 651: The Hidden Place (32): Reunion with the Rival

"This is……"

Xie Huan's pupils widened, and an emerald halo exploded in his sight. A giant spirit as big as a mountain appeared before his eyes, with time and space patterns all over its body and twelve pairs of light wings behind it. It released a circulating vital energy that enveloped all the cultivators under the Ten Thousand Dragons Tide.

Xie Huan felt that his collapsing body had stopped. Within this huge vitality, there was also the power of time. It seemed that time was frozen. No... not frozen, it was like... it was flowing back!
Xie Huan was shocked. The time in this vitality field seemed to have flowed back for a few seconds.

Some figures gradually appeared around the giant.

One of them stuck a sharp blade into the ground and said, "Chao, it's been a long time since we last met. You're so arrogant again."

A terrifying grey aura emanated from the sharp blade, spreading throughout the area like tree roots. All living things retreated three feet away, not daring to block the sharp edge of the grey aura.

A figure nearby said with a smile, "It turns out to be a second-step great power. I was wondering who is so arrogant and deserves a beating... Uh, forget it, boss, you should do it, but the other little bugs can be dealt with by the brothers."

Another figure said, "Another fight is about to start. The regrets in the Wuji Realm can finally be made up."

A woman's voice said, "If we don't defeat these water bugs thoroughly, they will really think that we humans are easy to bully."

"Lord Corpse Emperor..."

In the vitality field, Xue Ning, who was holding Jian Chun, raised her head weakly, looked at those figures, her body trembling uncontrollably, and she shed hot tears with a smile.

The leading man was elegant and refined, with the air of a scholar, but the sharp blade in front of him was shrouded in mist, and he exuded a poisonous and ferocious aura, which was none other than Shi Mang.

Surrounding him were the directors of the thirteen departments under the throne of the Human King.

And that giant spirit was none other than the island spirit of the Eternal Life Island. Xie Huan had seen it once when he was at the West King Island, but this time its form was more advanced than the last time, and it seemed to have evolved again.

Not only has the giant evolved...

Xie Huan observed that the aura on Shi Mang was even stronger than when he was on Xiwang Island. The power that blocked the aftermath of the Ten Thousand Dragons Tide was released from him. He had probably already taken the second step.

Xie Huan's consciousness and gaze quickly swept elsewhere.

Not far away, he saw Yun Li, who happened to be looking over. The two of them looked at each other and smiled at each other, but there was obvious blame in Yun Li's eyes.

Moreover, Xie Huan keenly discovered that Yun Li's condition had changed compared to before. As for what the change was, he couldn't say, but the power of fate must have taken effect.

"So you guys are at the other end of the passage, forcing your way across. I said the space is locked, and I can't even pull it apart."

Ah Zi's broken body was reassembled bit by bit under the emerald-colored vitality.

"Purple Monument Spirit?!"

Qiu Niang, the only woman in the Thirteen Departments and the Director of the Hundred Flowers Department, had her eyes lit up. She smiled and waved her hand, saying, "You are a pretty girl. Come here and let me..."

"Jun your uncle!"

Ah Zi's body quickly recovered. She had no entity to begin with, but was condensed by the rules and the remaining energy. She glared at Qiu Niang fiercely, "When I was born, your great-grandmother's soul lamp hadn't even been lit!"

After saying this, he turned into mirror light and shot away.

Yunli took out the ancient mirror and with a move in the air, put it into the mirror.

At this moment, the remaining cultivators in the Giant Spirit's territory recovered one by one, but there were only about twenty people left, all of whom were in the middle and late stages of the Spirit Transformation, or even the terminal stage. Those in the early stages of the Spirit Transformation and below had all been wiped out.

And almost all of them were severely injured and no longer able to fight. Even in the giant's vitality field, they could only prevent their injuries from worsening.

"Can you still protect yourselves?"

Shi Mang glanced at everyone and asked calmly, "Don't worry, I will take care of them."

Yun Li responded.

Shi Mang looked at her, a glimmer of light flashed across her eyes, and she nodded and said, "Thank you very much, and leave the rest to us."

"With the Corpse King and the other gentlemen here, there will naturally be no problem."

Yun Li replied with a smile.

Shi Mang said nothing more, and looked at Chao who was lingering at the front of the waves: "Let's continue what we didn't finish last time."

When the last two words were spoken, the whole place became solemn and stern again.

All the monks slowed down their breathing, quietly waiting for the coming storm, or the final chapter.

Chao stood at the front of the waves, his eyes extremely angry and complicated.

The moment his Ten Thousand Dragons Tide was blocked, he had already seen Shi Mang and felt that the other party was as powerful as himself.

Back then in the Wuji Realm, he and Shi Mang had two life-and-death battles, both of which were fought to the extreme. Whether in terms of strength, will, strategy, or awareness, it can be said that they were almost equal, and they had a very deep understanding of each other.

If Shi Mang really took the second step, he would definitely not get any advantage.

Moreover, his current condition is not as good as Shi Mang's. He first fought with the owner of the magic box, and was then knocked away by the magic box owner and Wuming. He finally found the way back, and exchanged two moves with Yin Huang and others. Now he is facing Shi Mang in the second step. Let's not say he will be defeated, but at least he will not end well.

"Why, you don't dare?"

Shi Mang sneered, the coldness in his eyes became colder, and the fingertips of his right hand gently scratched the handle of the Quli Blade.

The tragic scene before the human race has caused anger to surge and burn throughout the body.

"Humph, you were saved from death in the Wuji Realm before, yet you still dare to act so presumptuously in front of me. Now that you are here today, I will deal with you all at once, so that I don't have to look for you everywhere in the future."

Chao knew that this battle was inevitable. Fortunately, he had more people on his side. He could not capture Shi Mang in a short time, but as long as he could delay it and wait for his men to get rid of the thirteen opponents, he could then besiege Shi Mang and still win. So he shouted loudly.

"Why are you still talking so much nonsense? Boss, just kill him!"

A director beside Shi Mang picked up his weapon, pointed at Chao, and shouted angrily.

"Fuck him!"

A dozen other directors picked up their weapons and magic weapons and shouted loudly.

Shi Mang took a step forward and grabbed the Quli Blade. The pollution and toxins on it poured into his arm and straight into his body.

He pulled up the Rift Blade, and the ground within a thousand feet radius turned into dust. Thick gray air rolled out, carrying a strong smell of corrosion, and refracted distorted spots of light in the air.

Under this gray air, Shi Mang's body peeled off flesh and blood like porcelain glaze, revealing a rotten corpse. His cultivation also skyrocketed from ordinary God Transformation to the end of God Transformation. A destructive force burst out from his body again, turning into a star-like energy pressure, and with a "boom", it swept in all directions.

Except for Chao, all the sea clan cultivators gasped and were deeply shocked by this power.

Xing's eyes were full of solemnity and worry. The human race had seven emperors, but only two of them came today, and it was already so difficult. There were also dozens of first-class islands and countless tens of thousands of monks. Perhaps the gap between the two races was even greater than he expected.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sad.

(End of this chapter)