Escape to the Central Region
As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying aura burst out from her body!
Zhong Ling’s cultivation level increases again!
Mahayana Great Perfection!
The initial stage of tribulation!
The middle stage of tribulation!
Late stage of tribulation!
Her cultivation level soared all the way, and finally stopped steadily at the late stage of tribulation!
“This…this is…”
"Late stage of Tribulation! She...she is actually a senior who has reached the late stage of Tribulation!"
"Oh my God! She's been playing the pig and eating the tiger!"
The crowd exploded, everyone was in disbelief.
Those monks who had previously asserted that Zhong Ling would definitely lose now felt a burning pain on their faces.
“This…this…this is impossible!!!”
The first one to react was Jian Chen. He felt it most clearly. Not only was the other party's aura of the same level as his, but it was even far superior to his in terms of purity and the strength of his foundation!
Pretending!
She was pretending from beginning to end!
She is not at the Mahayana stage at all, she has been playing tricks on them, the Tianjian Sect!
The extreme humiliation and fear instantly overwhelmed Jian Chen's Dao heart.
"Now, it's my turn." Zhong Ling's voice was cold.
She said softly:
"broken."
With one word, Jian Chen's sword domain broke into pieces, and finally collapsed completely.
"puff--"
The sword domain was broken, Jian Chen spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath became weak.
Zhong Ling appeared in front of him and stretched out two fingers to hold his natal sword.
Jian Chen wanted to draw his sword, but he couldn't do it at all.
"Break it for me!"
He burned his soul and blood desperately, and the light on his natal sword became brighter.
"Noisy."
Zhong Ling snapped her fingers impatiently.
"bite!"
A crisp sound.
Jian Chen's natal sword was actually broken by her finger.
"It's time to send you on your way."
Zhong Ling put his fingers together to form a sword and swung it towards Jian Chen.
Jian Chen wanted to escape, but the sword locked onto his soul, severing his connection with this world.
"No--"
Jian Chen roared in despair, and his body, starting from his fingertips, turned into ashes.
Just as his body was about to be annihilated, a little man wrapped in a golden light rushed out from the top of his head and tried desperately to escape.
That was Jian Chen's original spirit.
Zhong Ling watched quietly as the soul fled and disappeared into the sky.
Zhong Ling did not chase after him. In her opinion, even if you can escape on the first day, you can't escape on the fifteenth day.
As Jian Chen's physical body completely dissipated, the suffocating pressure also disappeared.
There was deathly silence on the top of Tianyun Mountain.
An old ancestor who had reached the late stage of the Tribulation Crossing, a legendary figure in the Eastern Region, was reduced to ashes by just one finger from that woman?!
"I... I'm not dreaming, am I? Ancestor Jian Chen's soul... escaped?" asked a Nascent Soul with trembling lips.
A sect leader nearby swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said nothing.
"Escaped..." Elder Gu Yan of Dan Pavilion muttered to himself. He suddenly remembered that he had invited the other party to join Dan Pavilion at the Luoyun Sect Alchemy Conference. Now it seemed so ridiculous.
She is not an alchemy master at all. Alchemy may be just the most insignificant of her thousands of skills.
In the crowd, the leaders of Tianfeng Sect and Qingxia Sect, Li Mingzi and Queen Zhao, were shaking like sieves.
They were glad that they did not think of revenge after losing at the Alchemy Conference.
Otherwise, they would have ceased to exist long ago.
Zhong Ling looked in the direction where Jian Chen's soul had escaped and shook her head in boredom.
She flashed and disappeared from the top of the mountain.
Not until Zhong Ling left did the people of Tianyun Mountain dare to speak out loudly.
"Gone! That senior is gone!"
"Who is she? Is she from the Central Region? Or is she a celestial being from the upper realm?"
"The Heavenly Sword Sect is completely finished now. The ancestor who survived the tribulation had his body destroyed in public. This is the greatest humiliation that has not happened in a thousand years!"
"It's over? I don't think so. Didn't you see which direction Patriarch Jian Chen's soul fled to? That's the Central Region! The Tianjian Sect's headquarters is in the Central Region!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the field quieted down again. Yes, a fierce dragon had crossed the river and beaten the local snake half to death, but who knew if there was an ancient beast hiding behind this local snake?
…
At the same time, a streak of light streaked across the sky and fled towards the center of the continent.
This stream of light is Jian Chen's soul.
At this moment, his soul was covered with cracks, and its light was dim, and it could go out at any time.
Fear gnawed at his mind like a maggot in his bones.
"Monster! That's a monster!"
He kept thinking about the scene of his body disappearing. The feeling of powerlessness and the despair of not even being able to think of resistance drove him crazy.
He went through untold hardships and survived many dangers before he finally achieved the state of overcoming the tribulation. He thought he was already one of the top beings in this world.
But today, all his pride and dignity were crushed by that woman.
"Central Region! I must go to the Central Region! Only the ancestor can kill her! He definitely can!"
The ancestor, that is the real pillar of the Tianjian Sect. Legend has it that the ancestor's cultivation has long reached the great perfection of overcoming tribulations and has touched the opportunity of ascension.
In order to reach the Central Region, Jian Chen did not hesitate to burn his own soul essence. He did not dare to stop, for he was afraid that the woman would catch up with him.
Finally, we arrived at the Central Region!
Jian Chen's soul passed through the boundary barrier, and the scene before his eyes suddenly became clear.
He didn't dare to delay and flew towards Wanren Peak of Tianjian Sect in the Central Region.
Just as he was about to reach the foot of the peak, another equally disheveled figure stumbled towards him with disordered breathing. It was Zhang Chengying.
"Ancestor..." Zhang Chengying's voice was dry and hoarse. After he learned that Ancestor Jian Chen was killed and only his soul was left, he immediately fled to the Central Region.
Jian Chen's soul shook, he snorted coldly, and flew towards the mountain first.
The two passed through numerous illusion arrays and restrictions and finally arrived in front of a cave.
Carved on the stone door of the cave were large characters: Sword Tomb. This was the place where the strongest of the Heavenly Sword Sect used to retreat.
"Unworthy descendants Zhang Chengying and Jian Chen, kowtow to our ancestor!" The two men knelt on the ground.
The stone door slid open inward, and an ancient aura rushed in, making it hard for the two to breathe.
Deep in the cave, an old man wearing coarse linen clothes and with gray hair sat cross-legged.
He is the pillar of the Tianjian Sect, the Sword Master.
An old monster who has lived for ten thousand years, his cultivation has already reached the great perfection of overcoming tribulation, and he is only one step away from trying to trigger the immortal tribulation.
"What's bothering you?" Sword Master's voice was flat.
"Grandfather!" Zhang Chengying cried, "The Eastern Territory Sect... is finished!"
He exaggerated the situation, confused right and wrong, and described Zhong Ling as a ruthless demon who coveted the sect's treasure and came to provoke trouble for no reason.
Jian Chen's soul was trembling on the side. He didn't dare to talk nonsense like Zhang Chengying. He just transmitted the process of the battle through his divine sense, not daring to hide anything.
Jian Zun slowly opened his eyes. He ignored Zhang Chengying's crying and digested the information conveyed by Jian Chen.
After a long while, he spoke again:
"A woman, concealing her cultivation and appearance, first killed thirteen of our sect's combined bodies, then killed Jian Yuan, and finally killed Jian Chen..."
"You guys don't even know who she is or who her master is?"
"Ancestor, calm down!" Zhang Chengying said in panic, "This woman's behavior is strange and her methods are extraordinary. I'm afraid... I'm afraid she is some old monster who has been hiding from the world for thousands of years!"
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