Chapter 330 Imprisonment (Part 4)



Chapter 330 Imprisonment (Part 4)

It's just a shame he's too weak right now.

It can't protect itself, and it can't protect its master either...

Shen Qingyi gripped the second essence blood in his palm tightly, sitting blankly by the large rock as if he had lost his soul.

Junior sister and Shui Muran have a life-bound contract.

She will know everything he does then.

His goal of secretly eliminating Qinglong was completely unattainable.

The man lowered his eyes and stared at the bright red blood bead in his palm, the darkness in his eyes almost solidifying.

Thousand Oaks City

When Zi Lan came out of the Pavilion of All Things, she looked relaxed and content.

In the past few days, he has looked at almost all the women's jewelry in the Wanwu Pavilion.

It shouldn't be difficult to create a unique spiritual ornament for my sister.

These ornaments in the cultivation world are all too ordinary.

Inside the Pavilion of All Things

The shopkeeper gazed resentfully at Zilan's departing figure.

This fellow Daoist looked very distinguished and immediately asked to see all the stock in their Wanwu Pavilion. However, after looking around for so many days, he only bought a hairpin in the end.

He was so angry!!!

On the street, Zilan overheard people talking about the Hidden Heaven Realm.

He slowly slowed his pace.

"It was so close! The vines of that towering tree were almost touching my hand, but then, oh dear! The towering tree suddenly vanished! This was probably the closest I've ever come to the immortal realm in my entire life..."

"Stop talking, I'm just watching from the outer edge. I'm thinking that if someone ahead of me gets a chance to go to the Immortal Realm, I can also get closer to them. That's the Tree of Heaven!"

"But when I think about how no one actually gets this opportunity, I've come to terms with it, hahaha!"

The Tower of Babel suddenly disappeared?

Zi Lan composed himself, his handsome face now showing a hint of solemnity.

Was it taken away?

The Tree of Heaven is friendly to people in the lower realms, but it seems to want to capture people in the upper realms and use them as nourishment.

In the midst of a game of strategy, the slightest lapse in concentration leaves no room for survival.

Although my sister was reborn in the world of cultivation, her soul was still born and raised in the upper realm.

Zi Lan's heart sank slightly. Anyone capable of taking away the Heavenly Tree must be someone of considerable strength.

I hope my sister doesn't run into him, otherwise, she could be in danger without knowing anything about the situation.

Zi Lan became increasingly frightened as she thought about it, and immediately took out a communication stone to try and find Yu Yan.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I didn't know how to say them.

The man in purple stood in the middle of the street, clutching a stone.

After hesitating for a long time, he put away the communication stone.

Forget it, he should just go find his sister.

The agreed-upon date for retrieving the sword is fast approaching, and my sister should be at the sect by now.

——

When Yu Yan woke up, she rubbed her temples, which were still sore from the hangover.

Looking up, I found myself in a cold room.

With the familiar Sect Leader's Token at her side, she glanced at the protective barrier around her and couldn't help but smile. So the Sect Leader's Token had such a function.

How come she didn't notice it back then?

Yu Yan stood up, wondering why her senior brother had brought her here.

All she remembers is that she was drunk.

At Yan Hui Peak, she didn't need to worry about danger; she could get drunk as she pleased, since she hadn't encountered such delightful wine in a long time.

When Yu Yan arrived at the cave entrance, she saw the soundproof barrier that Shen Qingyi had set up.

For some reason, a strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

She waved away the barrier and stepped outside, only to see the mess by the stream. Yu Yan froze on the spot.

"Twilight dye!"

Yu Yan flew to Qinglong's side.

The bloodstains on the dragon's body had dried, and the wounds had scabbed over and were no longer bleeding.

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