In the lightning and thunder, the outline of a figure gradually emerged, standing in the empty and quiet place at the back, avoiding the terrifying 14-color wonderland.
He was wearing a black iron armor, was very tall, and had sharp features. He looked like a stone statue that had not moved for a long time, motionless and dead. The armor had intricate patterns and was covered with rust.
On his head, there was a blood-red spider as big as a fist, and it had woven a hazy web. The depth of the web was extremely deep, and it hung in the void above his head like a web of fate.
In his hands, the fishing rod was also mysterious, with intricate patterns and fine lines like galaxies wrapped around the rod, and the fishing line stretched into the distance.
"Brother, you have a lot of free time. You go to the Jedi of the highest spiritual world to fish. It's quite stylish." Wang Zesheng approached with a black long knife.
A shiny prohibited item also appeared in Jiang Yun's hand. When encountering an unknown creature in such a place, one naturally had to be serious and alert.
"Aguretoshenkoli" had a tall figure like an ancient statue, giving people a cold and hard feeling. He slowly turned his head and uttered a sound.
Wang Zesheng said: "Among the banned languages, this is a very ancient language, and it is hard to tell from when it was left. You should just have a normal spiritual communication with me, and don't have to hide your emotional fluctuations.
"There is the sound of the sea behind me, separated by the endless space. His real body is in a very far away place. Can't he come over?" Jiang Yun said.
This creature was only materialized here, but it was still very strong, showing its extraordinaryness. The blood-colored spider cast on its head and opened its cold eyes in the web of fate, reflecting the rise and fall of the extraordinary and the birth and death of the universe.
"Just ignore Wei Hong..." It was the blood-colored spider that spoke this time, using the same obscure language, and it also restrained the fluctuations of its soul's thoughts.
Wang Zesheng showed a strange expression and said, "It looks like the minor language circulated among those damaged, mutated contraband items left over from untraceable times."
Then, he approached with the knife in hand and gestured vigorously, preparing to cut the line.
"Can you speak normally? I'm not interested in studying ancient languages with you." He transmitted the message mentally.
"You and I have never met before. We are both powerful migrants who chase extraordinary aquatic plants. We have no conflict of interest. I am just fishing for my chance."
This time, the tall man in rusty armor and the blood-colored spider on his head spoke at the same time, officially emitting mental waves.
"Where are you from and what are your identities?" Wang Zesheng became interested. Profound imperial patterns flowed in his eyes, and his whole aura became terrifying, making the chaotic thunder dim and then extinguished.
The man and the spider remained silent, and their aura became obscure and deep, like an abyss, confining all fluctuations of thoughts within their own realm.
"At our level, if you want to deceive me, it's futile. You don't dare to open your spiritual realm. Are you afraid or are you ashamed to face others?"
Wang Zesheng is very assertive. When he encountered this very suspicious fisherman, he had a feeling that the other party was not simple and wanted to explore his background and origins.
"We met by chance, and we are all strangers from other places. Why bother with so much? Let's just go our separate ways." The bloody spider spoke in the deep web.
The fossil-like man in black iron robes held a fishing rod in one hand. The other hand moved for the first time, waving to Wang Zesheng, and he disappeared from here.
However, the next moment, in the chaotic area of the highest spiritual world billions of miles away, when he materialized again, Lao Wang was holding a knife, looking at him indifferently.
Jiang Yun followed and stood to one side.
"As the strongest migrator born in pursuit of extraordinary water plants, I have no intention of becoming your enemy. All the past lives are just prologues, and all myths are illusions. You and I do not need to engage in meaningless clashes."
The man stood with the fishing rod, but he was very alert. His armor clanged and the rust seemed real, shaking off a lot of fragments.
"The extraordinary is false, are you real?" Wang Zesheng drew his sword, becoming more and more aware that there was something seriously wrong with this person, and through the fishing rod and the line of fate, he felt something unusual.
"Have you cast the 'bait' of your fateful fishing rod into the Extraordinary Center?" Jiang Yun asked.
"You two, let's go our separate ways. There's no need to delve into each other's issues." The man reiterated, speaking once again at the same time as the blood-red spider.
"Meeting is fate, let us get to know each other." Wang Zesheng spoke. At this moment, he felt a hint of blood on the other party's fishing rod, entangled in a big cause and effect.
The long sword in his hand glowed with black light, and the blade was connected with scenes of extraordinary exhaustion, birth and death of all worlds, flowing with a unique Taoist rhyme.
With a slash of the knife, order, cause and effect were severed, and all the chaos in the spiritual world like Zuili and Fuqi seemed to be cut apart.
The man's fishing line was twisted violently and was about to break. The man disappeared from the spot and retreated to the distance of this spiritual world.
At the same time, the man's deep voice came, saying: "You are interfering like this, destroying other people's opportunities, which is equivalent to killing yourself."
As he spoke, boundless rules rose behind him and supreme Dao patterns emerged, densely packed, stretching across the highest spiritual world, making it dazzling and bright, as if an endless sea of the avenue was surging, accompanied by the rising of an extraordinary sun, incomparably sacred and awe-inspiring, with a heavy feeling of suppressing all the worlds.
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Very strong, stronger than the one who changed the route, but you can't come in your real body? You dare to threaten me in this form?" Wang Zesheng stared at him, his eyes spreading, trying to see through his essence.
With a loud bang, the highest spiritual world, this uninhabited area whose exact coordinates were unknown, had been silent for countless centuries, but now it was emitting a huge amount of dazzling light.
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