A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1570 The Ascendants were all arrested

The process of ascension seemed very long, yet also seemed to be just a moment.

When Gong Caiyu opened her eyes, she saw the blue sky of the upper realm and the vast spiritual energy around her. She vaguely sensed the rules of heaven and earth that were perfect to the extreme.

There is also his own body and soul that are undergoing the baptism of ascension.

"Danger……"

A thought emerged in Gong Caiyu's mind.

She immediately hid her figure and flew away from the ruling center of Lei Yan Domain.

According to the records of the Zhongting inheritance, the Sword Master has concealed the aura of the Beiyuan cultivator in the two great Zhenzong's spiritual exploration magic weapons, but it is unknown whether it will be discovered and repaired by a stronger person. We still have to consider the worst case scenario.

In the training of Tushan maids, fighting, killing, and lurking have always been the top priority.

Gong Caiyu didn't feel unfamiliar at this time. She quickly moved away, thinking silently in her heart.

If the shielding of Zhenzong's magic weapon for ascending and exploring souls has lost its effect and the one who comes to capture her is Zhenzong's incarnation monk, she will have a chance to escape.

If it were a cultivator of the Void Refining Realm, he would definitely die.

If it was a strong man from the Immortal Weapon Sect, it would be best for him to commit suicide as quickly as possible to avoid implicating the Sword Master...

Suddenly, Gong Caiyu stopped.

In front of her, an old man with only skin and bones appeared. He was extremely thin, as if all the fat in his body had been dried out by fire, leaving only a tough skin wrapped around a steel-like skeleton.

The old man's eyes rolled around as he stared at Gong Caiyu with a suspicious look on his face.

"This……"

Gong Caiyu looked horrified.

Her soul was trembling and shaking, as if she saw the sky!

Without any hesitation, she immediately activated the self-destruct restriction she had set at the core of her soul. A destructive and terrifying aura erupted from deep within her body and soul. She committed suicide at the fastest speed. Her flesh and soul swelled and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

If you watch it in slow motion, you will see a horrifying scene like this.

A petite girl of 1.5 meters in height, her skin and flesh expanded like a balloon, cracked into countless pieces, and then exploded into pieces of flesh and blood, flying in all directions.

In Gong Caiyu's estimation, this secret technique of self-destruction can completely ignore the threat from the Void Refining cultivators!
"It went very smoothly, without any failure..."

At the last moment of her life, Gong Caiyu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a hint of joy in her heart.

Even if latecomers like Hei Louxi leaked the secret, it would be at least hundreds of years later, so one day of delay is better.

For a strong man like him, even a moment of breathing can be of great use.

"strangeness,"

"What a strange ant! You clearly don't have any spiritual restrictions on your body?"

The suspicion in the dry old man's eyes grew stronger.

Seeing that the woman in front of him was about to die completely, he waved his hand.

hum!
In an instant, a terrifying and unknown force descended, suppressing everything around it.

The flesh, blood mist, and broken bones that were scattered by the explosion recovered quickly as if they had been shattered before. As if time was reversed, the pieces of broken bones and flesh were pieced together again to form a petite girl who was 1.5 meters tall.

There were shocking streaks of blood on her skin, like a piece of broken porcelain glued together with blood.

What’s even more terrifying is that it’s not just the flesh and blood, but also the soul within the flesh and blood.

Not more, not less, every piece of soul fragment, every tiny soul particle is included, and all are pieced together complete.

In front of such a person, suicide is completely a luxury.

If he doesn't want you to die, you will never die.

Your life does not belong to you.

Ascension is a mistake...

Gong Caiyu fell into despair.

"but,"

"You are much more courageous than those two before."

The withered old man said with a hint of appreciation.

Of course, it's just a small compliment.

Such a person has experienced countless years and seen countless people and countless things, strong-willed, treacherous, loyal, treacherous... everything is no different.

Power is eternal.

"It seems that among Jianzi's subordinates, you are more important than the previous two."

The withered old man muttered to himself. He was talking, but no matter who was here, it was impossible to think that he was talking to the woman in front of him. He could only be talking to himself.

Because this woman was too weak and had no qualifications to communicate with him.

Gong Caiyu was filled with despair.

She ignored the words of the withered old man, her mind and soul working at a very fast speed, trying with all her might to reconstruct the self-destruction rune again, seeking the possibility of self-destruction.

All this, of course, was in vain.

A strand of her hair flew into the air and fell into the palm of the dry old man's hand. He crushed it with two fingers, and the hair turned into ashes. The ashes were blown up by the wind and formed a Bagua diagram.

"Have it!"

“Hahaha… got it!”

The dry old man's eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as the sun, and he laughed happily: "You have come into contact with Jianzi within a thousand years!"

"Hahaha!"

"Jianzi is not dead after all, he escaped successfully!"

"I'll just say it!"

"Chun Yang Jian Zi is cunning and despicable, greedy and shameless. How could he be killed by a mere Jian Lei, a bastard, a dog-like thing? How could he kill Jian Zi?"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

The skinny old man stood with his hands on his hips, laughing wildly.

The myriad rules of the void were shaken by his laughter, and in the end he even swayed from side to side, performing an extremely ugly dance on the spot.

"Jian Zi, did you run off to the borderland?"

The withered old man stopped laughing excitedly after a long time, and felt a little toothache again: "Isn't this too cautious? Running so far? I have never seen a swordsman with such a small courage."

"Also, how has Jianzi been practicing during this period of time... Did he disguise himself as another Hedao cultivator and kill another Hedao cultivator?"

"I have seen intelligence reports of Hedao monks fighting each other no less than 100,000 times over the years, and none of them look like this."

"You're really good at hiding."

The wizened old man sighed with some admiration.

He was being watched by all the major immortal sects, including himself, but he was still able to thrive and not be caught. People even thought he was dead.

Although the main reason was the fortune-suppressing treasure on him that blocked the calculations, his ability to hide was also really strong.

"It's good that you're not dead."

“Since he is alive and has been promoted to the Refining Void stage, he will come back sooner or later. Only here can he find the opponent he wants…”

The withered old man was completely relieved.

It's just time. What does it mean to a celestial being like him who has no way forward?
He can live until the Void Refining cultivator dies of old age!

"brat,"

"According to the information given by those two sword cultivators, you are Jianzi's head maid?"

The withered old man finally cast a glance towards the ant in front of him.

Once the pressure around Gong Caiyu eased, she was able to speak again, and her consciousness and magic power resumed functioning.

But she remained silent.

She doesn't trust the other person.

Furthermore, she could sense that the horrific creature in front of her did not need her answer, and this horrific creature had no interest in talking to an ant.

"Since she is Jianzi's head maid, it will be easy to arrange."

The withered old man thought for a while and made a decision: "Five thousand years ago, the Sun Clan designated thirty middle thousand worlds as pastures for Jianzi. You will take over and transform these thirty middle thousand worlds into what Jianzi needs."

"Oh shit!"

"The Sun Clan is so damn stingy!"

After a moment, the withered old man couldn't help cursing and said, "Taiyin Taiyang Jianzi has more than a hundred middle thousand world realms, plus an upper world of the great thousand world."

"My Chun Yang Jian Zi can fight against two people and more, and yet he only gives me this little!"

"Are you really treating me like a beggar? Huh?"

"Grass!"

(End of this chapter)