1101: C1101 It Was like the Dawn of a Dream

C1101 It Was like the Dawn of a Dream

Rumeng Poxiao stood in front of him. She looked at the mountain peak in the distance where Yun Liang and the others were attacking fiercely but had no effect. A trace of coldness flashed across her eyes.

"Send us out or you will die!"

The voice was cold. It was clearly coming from Rumeng Poxiao's mouth but it seemed to come from the sky.

It spread out like a god, giving people an unfathomable feeling of fear.

"Who are you?"

The Immortal Stage Sandstorm Puppet Beast, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. Its eyes revealed a trace of seriousness and fear.

He didn't know who the other party was, but as a Vicious Beast, he instinctively felt a sense of danger.

"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to send us out. I'll give you three breaths of time!"

Rumeng Poxiao looked at the top of the mountain indifferently. The look in her eyes made Yun Fan feel incredulous.

Rumeng Poxiao clearly had never cultivated before and did not even look like a Congenital Stage. However, that look in her eyes was like that of a peerless expert looking down on the world.

"Impossible. I have waited for so many years, and finally, this opportunity has arrived. I will never let it go!"

The Immortal Stage Sandstorm Puppet Beast's eyes kept turning. Back then, when he was free and unfettered here, a saint suddenly ran over to him one day.

As the saying goes, a saint transcends the mortal world and becomes a saint. Logically speaking, a saint should still be reasonable. However, after this saint came, he didn't even bother to reason with him and directly trapped him here.

That sandstorm vortex was the method left behind by the saint to trap him. As long as he left the mountain peak, the sandstorm vortex would immediately devour his Spiritual Power, causing him to die without a burial ground.

At first, he didn't understand why the other party didn't kill him but trapped him instead. Later on, he found out that the other party had actually trapped him and his clansmen on the Trial Stone.

He could clearly transform, but he had been forced back into his original form. He had been lying on the mountaintop for countless years, and he was miserable beyond words.

The only way to leave was to break through the sandstorm vortex. However, his clansmen could not do it. They could only rely on external forces.

The strength Yun Fan displayed was stronger than his clansmen. He wanted to take a gamble.

He was really excited to see Yun Fan destroy the cottage. As long as he dealt another heavy blow to the whirlpool, he would be able to break free from the restraint in one fell swoop.

This was his only chance. Even if Rumeng Poxiao's Qi made his heart palpitate, he didn't want to give up.

"Since that's the case... then go to hell!"

A powerful aura was emitted from Rumeng Poxiao's body. Her entire body was wrapped by an invisible and untouchable aura. A crack suddenly appeared between her brows.

At the same time, a crack also appeared in the sky above the spatial domain. As the crack between Rumeng Poxiao's eyebrows became bigger, the crack in the spatial domain also became bigger.

Suddenly, the crack between her brows opened like an eye. There was no eye but a deep rotating black vortex.

The spatial domain that was synchronized with it also opened its eyes. A terrifying aura spread throughout the entire space.

Everything in the surroundings seemed to be devoured by this eye. Even the domain that the White Ball could not break through was devoured.

The mountains and waterfalls were gone. Apart from the ground, everything else in the surroundings had disappeared. The terrifying sandstorm vortex had been devoured. In front of everyone's shocked eyes, a jet of black light shot out from the eye.

Yun Liang and the others were unable to break through the defense of the Spiritual Power even with all their strength. It was easily torn apart like a thin piece of paper. The ray of light fell on the body of the Immortal Stage Sandstorm Puppet Beast.

There was no loud sound or explosion. Everything seemed incomparably calm.

However, in this calm state, the body of the Immortal Stage Sandstorm Puppet Beast began to decompose.

Tiny black dots that looked like dust rose from the body of the Immortal Stage Sandstorm Puppet Beast. At the same time, the body of the Sandstorm Puppet Beast began to disappear layer by layer.2

"How could this be? No, it's impossible!"

The Immortal Stage Sandstorm Puppet Beast cried out loudly. A figure rushed out before its true body disappeared. It looked at the beam of black light in horror.

"This is the last time. Are you going to give it to me or not?" Rumeng Poxiao shouted in a low voice.

"Yes, I will send you out now!"

The Immortal Stage Sandstorm Puppet Beast didn't dare to say anything anymore. Although it had protected its clone, as long as the black beam fell, it would die for sure.

Of course, the most important thing was that its main body was gone, and it had escaped the restraints of the sandstorm vortex. Although its strength had dropped a lot, it could still be considered as having regained its freedom.

...

More and more people were drifting across the desert sea. From time to time, a figure would emerge from the drifting sand sea.

"Brother Kong, here!"

On the side, Ling Chen suddenly saw a familiar figure. He waved his hand and shouted.

Ling Kongyue's lips curled into a smile as he quickly walked to Ling Chen and Ling Ye's side. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Mu He and Yan Liang emerge from the drifting sand sea.

After calling the two of them over, Ling Kongyue said, "It seems like the losses aren't small. All of you came out alone."

"Ling Chen, you also killed the Sandstorm Puppet Beast?"

Mu He and Yan Liang looked at Ling Chen and Yan Liang in surprise. Although their strength was considered not bad, they were not much stronger than the disciples of their families.

In comparison, Ling Chen was still better. Ling Ye was even worse than the disciples of the two families.

None of the disciples of the two families came out. Instead, it was Ling Chen and Ling Ye who were standing there. They either killed the Sandstorm Puppet Beast or did not enter the drifting sand sea.

"No, we were rescued by Yun Fan. Yun Fan and the Sandstorm Puppet Beast had an agreement. He wanted to have a gambling match with the other party, and the condition was to let us out." Ling Chen said.

When they thought about how they could keep their lives, not only did they not feel happy about it, they even felt guilty about it.

"It seems like he won't be able to come out. According to the time, the ranking should be announced soon. If he doesn't come out later, then he won't be able to come out. " Ling Kongyue said.

"That's right. Every time they come here, at least sixty percent of the geniuses will die here." Mu He sighed.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. How are the two of you? What realm did you get rid of?" Yan Liang asked.

"Seventh level Sublimation Stage. If Ling Kong isn't as high as me, I'm afraid the ranking of Luminous Moon Star won't be any better than before." Mu He sighed.

"I killed a Ninth Level of Sublimation Stage, so my ranking should be higher than before. No matter what, we won't bring shame to the Luminous Moon Star. "

Ling Kongyue said with a smile on his face. Such a result was the highest level that the Luminous Moon Star had ever achieved in the history of the Hundred Moon Fighting For Brilliance.

Even if there was a difference in their rankings, they would still be able to make people look at them in a new light when they returned.

"Not bad this time. Let's see the rankings now. They're here! " Yan Liang raised his head slightly.

A figure slowly flew over. He did not feel any aura, but he gave off a heavy feeling of oppression.

"It's an elder of Profound Sky Sect! I never thought that the Hundred Moon Fighting For Brilliance would be presided over by an elder of the Profound Sky Sect. Is there something important?" Some of the knowledgeable people in the surroundings immediately cried out.

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