The System said: Villains are all very dangerous, so no one wants to bind with it. Thus, the major task-taker, Wan Ge, bound with it because it looked good.
Then she saw a handsome and timid ...
Wan Ge had no intention of wasting words with the other party and directly drew her sword, pointing it at him: "So what exactly is your purpose? Why are you stopping me?"
Wan Ge didn't believe that the other party thought the Heavenly Feather Beast's life shouldn't end, so they came specifically to stop her.
It should be noted that before the secret realm became a secret realm, it was also a small world. Those who survived the battles in that small world and made it to the end had a lot of blood on their hands.
Otherwise, why would cultivators dare to kill demonic beasts? Killing a demonic beast that has no karmic debt would affect their cultivation.
"You are not worthy to know." As the woman spoke, she swung her sword directly at Wan Ge.
The disdain in his eyes clearly showed that he looked down on Wan Ge.
The initial admiration had long since changed, and Wange wasn't surprised at all. After all, she had already guessed that the other person was no ordinary person and had just been putting on an act the whole time.
Before the secret realm opened, when the other person said they wanted to come with her, Wan Ge felt that something was wrong with her.
In any case, Wan Ge didn't need the feathers of the Heavenly Feather Beast. As an elder of a prestigious family, the other party certainly had no shortage of rare and precious treasures. If Wan Ge didn't want something, she could just give her a rare and precious treasure that she didn't really need and ask her to help take it out. Why go through the trouble of risking danger to enter the depths of this secret realm?
From that moment on, Wan Ge felt that something was wrong with the other person. His behavior was also strange along the way, so Wan Ge had long suspected something was wrong.
It has to be said that she really could suppress her own realm, as if she were truly being suppressed by the secret realm, and her cultivation kept regressing. It's just a pity that Wan Ge, who suspected something was wrong with the other party from the beginning, also found out the truth: the other party had been pretending all along.
From the moment she decided to kill the Heavenly Feather Beast, her gaze never left it, her face showing a hint of tension, but not for her sake. It was obvious that she was worried that Wan Ge would actually kill the Heavenly Feather Beast and obtain its inner core.
It was precisely because her gaze betrayed her that Wan Ge became completely certain that the other party had a problem.
In fact, when killing the Sky Feather Beast, Wan Ge was still holding back her strength. She only truly revealed all her abilities when the fight began.
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When the sword was held to her neck, the woman's face turned completely pale. She shook her head desperately and said incredulously, "How could this be! This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible. You are just an ant from the lower realm. How could you possibly defeat me?"
"An ant from the lower realm? So you're from the upper realm?"
This world has an upper realm and a lower realm. Everyone strives to ascend to the upper realm, but those who have been to the upper realm have never returned. So, no one knows whether the upper realm exists or what kind of place it is.
That's what everyone says, that ascending to the upper realm is the lifelong pursuit of all cultivators.
"Then let me guess. You're stopping me because you don't want me to get the Heavenly Feather Beast's inner core, but I only want the inner core to accomplish one thing: repair Su Han's spiritual root."
Seeing the woman's increasingly pale face, Wan Ge knew she had guessed correctly: "You don't want Su Han's spiritual root to be repaired, do you have a grudge against him? But he's just a person from the lower realm, why would you have a grudge against him? Or is Su Han actually from the upper realm?"
Wan Ge knew very well that when she met Su Han, he was just an ordinary cultivator with ordinary spiritual roots. His power was not sealed or suppressed, and he had no divine power at all.