Chapter 12: The Face Was Slapped①



Unable to make a sound.

(He was only imprisoned, not in danger of death.)

The bustling city became extremely quiet.

And those powerful bosses and strong men who were forced to wake up from seclusion were all lost in thought about this strange phenomenon in the world.

Is it the emergence of a natural treasure, or...

Su Yuening had no idea that a talent awakening that she thought would be simple would cause such a massive reaction, causing more than a dozen cities to be engulfed by darkness.

(Explanation: The spread of darkness is caused by the strange phenomenon of the awakening of talents. No one will die because countless people will witness this awakening.)

At this moment, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Not hot.

It's cold.

If she had a certain level of cultivation, she would be able to see that the only element around her that remained was the unusually active water element.

Crystal blue, pregnant with strong vitality.

These water elements are extremely active. They condense and collide with each other over and over again, and finally merge together.

merged into a new element.

Ice element.

There are more and more ice elements and the temperature continues to drop.

Soon, Su Yuening's skin was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

"Zheng——"

A voice popped up from somewhere.

Dark sky.

Like a faded canvas.

The inky black color slowly disappeared, and was followed by ice-blue crystals.

Those crystals enveloped the sky.

The tightly connected crystals reflect each other, refracting colorful and gorgeous colored light.

Beautiful rainbows hang beside the spinning whirlpools.

The vortex's rotation suddenly stopped.

Violent shaking for no reason.

A moment.

The dark surface of the vortex shattered into pieces.

At the last moment of shattering, eight rays of golden light so bright that it hurt the eyes flew out.

Those clusters of golden light were dazzling, clean and flawless, even more exquisite than the round and white night pearls.

Situ Cha, who was sitting in the audience, had lost all color in his face and was as pale as a corpse that had been dead for many days.

Divine talent? !

Level three?

Mutated ice spirit root?

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