Just when the third prince thought he had escaped and was feeling smug, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.

The sky, which was originally filled with a brilliant sunset glow like flames, was suddenly blown away by a strong wind, making bursts of howling sounds.

The dark clouds rolled in, covering the sky and dyeing the entire sky a deep ink color.

Most of the people in Foshan only felt that the weather had suddenly changed, and perhaps a spring rain was about to come.

But in the eyes of the Third Prince, there seemed to be a dark shadow in the oppressive clouds, looming and ethereal, like an immortal descending or a demon being born.

The power of heaven and earth that he had previously mobilized with the help of secret techniques was now bound by invisible chains and could no longer be used.

When he looked back, he found that he had only escaped more than ten meters.

He even felt that the figure was not in the sky at all, but deep in his heart.

It made him feel an irresistible fear, as if he was facing the most terrifying taboo in the world.

It can be said that the third prince has never felt the breath of a celestial being. Even for Du Cang, he only vaguely knew that such an existence existed.

After the battle between heaven and man in Jiangnan, news came out that he was the heavenly man of the Dagan royal family.

Having never faced a celestial being directly, he also didn't understand how big the gap was between the legendary celestial being and the supreme grandmaster.

How strong is considered a celestial being, and what does it take to be considered a celestial being? The two of them are clearly only one realm apart, so is the gap really that big?

Now he understood that celestial beings and mortals were not of the same species at all.

In his eyes, the supreme grandmasters were nothing more than ants that could be killed with a snap of a finger. Not to mention the possibility of defeating them, there was not even the slightest chance of them escaping.

When the aura in front of him descended upon him, the Third Prince finally understood what a celestial being was.

Just as the Third Prince was in doubt, the black shadow gradually condensed into shape, and finally turned into a figure in a black robe, appearing out of thin air between him and Zhao Que.

Even now, the celestial being appears.

The third prince had never thought that the celestial being in front of him was Zhao Que's subordinate, and had any relationship with Zhao Que. After all, this was too incredible.

Countless possibilities emerged in his mind. For example, was he just passing through? Or did he have a history with Buddhism? Or did he have a grudge against Buddhism?

Even for the mysterious parchment on his body?

The third prince immediately realized that since he could not leave, now might be an opportunity.

Being able to see a celestial being is one's own blessing.

If he could get his support, the probability of him ascending the throne would be much greater.

Thinking of this, although he didn't know who was the enemy, the Third Prince quickly bowed and said:

"I am the third son of His Majesty the Great Gan, and I am honored to meet you, Senior.

"What can I do for you, Senior? Just tell me, and I will do it."

Now, his identity is that of the third prince, and with the support of the imperial power, he can make these detached celestial beings barely take him seriously.

Pang Ban glanced at the Third Prince with an indifferent look, then turned to Zhao Que and asked respectfully, "Your Highness, how should this person be dealt with?"

As soon as these words came out, the Third Prince was struck by lightning. His eyes widened, his pupils filled with disbelief. He seemed to want to deeply imprint this incredible scene in his mind.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the shock at the moment prevented him from speaking.

"No - impossible!" The third prince opened his eyes wide, his whole body trembling, gasping like a cow, as if he wanted to squeeze all the air out of his lungs, his voice full of fear and despair.

You have to know that this is a celestial being, this is a celestial being. Not to mention myself, even the Emperor of Dagan cannot receive such treatment.

It was this person who was respected even by the Great Emperor, yet he spoke to Zhao Que in such a tone.

All of this was so unbelievable that the Third Prince almost thought that today was just a dream.

It was really unbelievable, from Liusha's betrayal to Zhao Que's cultivation being no less than his own, to the appearance of the celestial being.

These were things the Third Prince had never thought of in his life.

Zhao Que listened to Pang Ban's question, stood quietly aside, said nothing, and just shook his hand lightly.

Pang Ban understood what he meant and shot a sharp gaze at the third prince.

Under Pang Ban's gaze, the third prince felt as if he was being stared at by the most terrifying demon in the world, and felt that an irresistible force was dragging him into the abyss.

At this moment, a black gas surged like a tide and swallowed the third prince in an instant.

To the Third Prince, the black energy seemed to be coming from the Nine Nether Hell, trying to drag him down.

The third prince was unable to resist under the influence of this force.

The soul let out a creepy wail and instantly lost its breath.

The parchment scroll seemed to have its own consciousness and tried to escape after the death of the third prince.

However, how could Pang Ban let it go?

The parchment scroll struggled in the air for a moment, and finally turned into a ball of fire and burned up.

Pang Ban carefully examined the traces left by the parchment scroll, and then reported to Zhao Que: "Your Highness, I suspect that this parchment scroll should be the cultivation method of a celestial being at the second level of the Palm Dao Realm.

After the death of that celestial being, some traces of the Dao still remained in the laws of Heaven.

The combination of martial arts and Dao marks created this thing.

By chance, I gained some consciousness.

This thing might be the backup plan of that celestial being, one of Daohen's projections in the present world.

But now, only some skills remain, and they have lost their power.

I guess the remaining traces of the Dao are extremely rare, to the point where I can erase them now.

This parchment scroll actually chose to self-destruct in order to prevent me from finding the exact breath of Dao Hen.

But I have intercepted a section of the source of its power and will take some time to calculate it.

It can be calculated, so it’s not a big deal.”

Zhao Que nodded slightly, the second realm of heaven and man, without the constraints of heaven.

He has almost endless lifespan and can also engrave his own way on the way of heaven. He is really terrifyingly powerful.

However, if this parchment scroll were to encounter a person of the first level of heavenly being, they would choose to escape. So what kind of background could it have?

Wasn't the Mother of No Birth resurrected by part of the Dao Traces?

Without that sacrifice and so many believers, it would be impossible to return to the first realm of heaven and man.

"Let's get ready to start the plan." Zhao Que said when he saw the third prince lying on the ground, no longer breathing.