Zhao Lingzhen let out a shrill roar, his eyes bloodshot.
"I can't die... I can't die here!"
At the moment when the sword light was about to touch his head, Zhao Lingzhen suddenly crushed the golden token in his hand.
That is the token Bai Wei gave to everyone to leave the Divine Beast Cemetery early. Once activated, they can escape from danger instantly, but the price is to end the trial of the Divine Beast Cemetery early!
boom!
The moment the token shattered, a brilliant golden light burst out from his body. The void behind him suddenly twisted and turned into a golden vortex. The powerful force of space instantly swallowed him up!
laugh!
The blood-red sword light slashed down, but it only shattered the remaining shadow of Zhao Lingzhen. A bottomless ravine was cut into the ground. The aftermath of the sword energy swept across thousands of feet, shocking the people watching in the distance to vomit blood and retreat.
However, Zhao Lingzhen eventually escaped.
Li Lingge put away his sword and stood there, the bloodshot in his eyes still lingering as he stared coldly in the direction where the golden vortex dissipated.
"You can escape for a while, but you can't escape forever."
In the distance, those who had managed to survive were silent, no one dared to speak.
The dignified Third Prince of the Xuandan Divine Realm was forced to flee in a panic!
What’s even more terrifying is that Li Lingge obviously has no intention of giving up!
…
"Buzz—"
Above the Dandao Conference Square, the space suddenly twisted violently, and a golden vortex emerged out of thin air.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, a disheveled figure fell from the whirlpool and landed heavily on the bluestone ground.
The purple-gold python robe was covered in dust, his hair crown was crooked, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth. It was none other than the third prince of the Xuandan Divine Realm, Zhao Lingzhen!
"That's... Zhao Lingzhen?!"
The square exploded instantly.
Countless shocked eyes were cast at the same time, and the originally noisy scene suddenly became strangely quiet for a moment.
"What's going on? Didn't he just enter the Divine Beast Cemetery?"
"You came out in less than half an hour?"
"Don't we have to stay in the Divine Beast Cemetery for at least ten days?"
On the high platform, Zhao Qiwen stood up suddenly, his face full of disbelief.
He gave Zhao Lingzhen the beast-controlling talisman and the soul-devouring insect, but now this guy ran out in such a miserable state in less than half an hour?
Zhao Lingzhen struggled to stand up, his face as pale as paper.
He could feel the gazes coming from all directions, surprise, confusion, ridicule... These gazes were like sharp knives, piercing his dignity as a prince.
More importantly, he had just entered the cemetery of divine beasts, and not only had he not found the divine medicine, but his storage ring was snatched away by Li Lingge.
Or he came out from the cemetery of divine beasts, but he did not have the medicinal herbs needed to participate in the Alchemy Conference.
Zhao Lingzhen staggered to his feet. He stared at the closing space vortex, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Li! Ling! Ge!"
These three words were almost squeezed out from between teeth, wrapped in deep-rooted resentment.
The discussions in the square became louder.
"Li Lingge? The alchemist who created the Emperor's Sun and Moon Pill?"
"Could it be that the Third Prince was..."
"Shh! Are you trying to kill yourself?"
Zhao Lingzhen turned his head suddenly, and his fierce look scared the people who were talking into shutting up.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to leave when he heard a cold voice coming from the platform:
"Since you came out early, just wait over there for ten days."
Bai Wei's voice was not loud, but it made the entire square silent.
Zhao Lingzhen's whole body stiffened and his fists creaked.
But in the end, he said nothing, but with a gloomy face, he strode to the corner of the square and sat cross-legged under the complicated gazes of the crowd.
Behind the scenes, whispers spread like a tide:
"It seems like I've hit a wall..."
"Zhao Lingzhen is a Divine Emperor, and Li Lingge was able to force him to this point?"
And at this moment in the cemetery of divine beasts.
Li Lingge was wiping the blood off the sword and looked up at the sky as if he sensed something.
"That's pretty fast, but we'll see you soon."
The sword returned to its sheath, making a clear and melodious sound.
…
The silver light dissipated, and Lin Chan'er's figure appeared deep in an ancient ruin.
The surrounding stone walls were covered with obscure runes, moss covered the broken stone pillars, and the air was filled with the smell of decay and age. She was gasping for breath, her fingertips still trembling slightly from the fear she had just felt.
"Soul-eating Gu, Zhao Lingzhen, this madman!"
She cursed under her breath, her chest heaving violently.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that Zhao Lingzhen was secretly practicing such a vicious forbidden technique!
What frightened her even more was Li Lingge. Even when facing the soul-eating insect, Li Lingge remained calm.
Faced with such a person, she really didn't know how to overcome the fear in her heart.
Just then, her eyes were drawn to something in the center of the altar.
It was a yellowed piece of talisman paper, quietly suspended in mid-air, with dark purple lines flowing on its surface, slightly undulating as if it had life.
"This is……"
Lin Chan'er approached cautiously, and when she saw the ancient seal characters on the talisman clearly, her pupils suddenly contracted.
"Heart Mantra Talisman!"
Use the soul as a guide, thoughts as a medium, and write your real name to plant a curse!
She had only seen records of this kind of talisman in ancient books, but she didn't expect to see it here by accident.
She looked around carefully and discovered that this was the remains left by an ancient talisman master.
Looking at the talisman, her fingertips trembled slightly, and the figure of the man involuntarily appeared in her mind.
His black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were like cold stars, and he stood in the chaos in a white robe, with blood surging around him.
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