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Although Ling Jian had used Shaolin Form and Will Boxing at the critical moment, the Green Dragon Mountain Range was vast and vast, even though Ling Jian had such a trump card, it was still difficult to advance forward. The journey was not peaceful, and the biggest experience Ling Jian had was that his strength was not strong enough.

"Soon." Above a mountain range, Ling Jian's feet landed on the ground. His eyes blinked a few times in exhaustion, as a sliver of extremely weak and heavy energy suddenly sunk on his shoulders.

Ling Jian's face tightened, he knew that the Ten Thousand Lion Wonderland was going to explode. If the power of the avatar could not suppress it, then he would have to take away the Ten Thousand Lion Wonderland's disciples with him.

That was Ling Jian's final divine intent.

Once the energy was consumed, it would truly be reduced. Furthermore, it would also be extremely difficult to recover from it.

If only his divine sense was damaged, then there was no harm as long as his divine sense was still in good condition.

Of course, if the level of one's consciousness increased, even if one's divine sense clone completely disappeared, as long as one's soul consciousness remained, it would be like a drop of blood reborn and be completely restored.

This was the power of a divine sense clone.

"Kid, I've protected you for four hours. It should be time to wake up." Ling Jian furrowed his brows, glancing behind him with his eyes closed, as if he was a sleeping heavenly spirit. He parted his mouth, and immediately shook his head helplessly.

There was probably no one before him who could make him act as a guardian for two hours!

"This guy." Ling Jian had no other way to deal with him, so he decided to wait a little longer.

This was because he had also sensed that the meditative state that covered the Spirit's entire body was gradually shrinking. The mysterious energy that was originally surrounding the Spirit's body was also continuously being absorbed. This guy had been enlightening himself for so long, it was almost the end.

If he did not wake up now, it would be the worst case scenario.

Qi deviation.

With this thought, Ling Jian adjusted his mental state and soon after … He sat on a large green rock that was several feet tall and turned his back to the ghost. There was a stream of wind revolving around him, making him seem extremely extraordinary.

Creak.

The rock shook and a wisp of deep green shadow suddenly scurried over the huge green rock. Immediately, it swiftly disappeared, appearing to have merged with the huge green rock.

Ling Jian's ears twitched as a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes. However, in the end, he closed his eyes as if he did not see it, and released his perception, spreading to the surroundings of the huge green rock and carefully observing it.

"There is indeed something strange." After a while, Ling Jian retracted his perception, and revealed an undetectable smile on his face. His lips curled up slightly, appearing just like a blade, while emitting a chilling aura.

"Yet another beast that refused to give up." Ever since he had released his Spiritual Energy, a few of the more sensitive berserk beasts came over. There were countless of them, including the one at the Dragon Strength Realm, the eighth, seventh, and lowest sixth heaven berserk beasts.

At first, Ling Jian had thought that these Divine Feathers Realm vicious beasts were here to take advantage of the beast tide. However, it was only later that Ling Jian found out that these fellows were all targeting the green dragon blood essence within his body.

More accurately, it was quasi-green dragon blood essence.

"These fellows are indeed worthy of being the fierce beasts that have been living in the Green Dragon Mountain for a long time."

"However, this Azure Dragon blood essence is not something that you can enjoy." Pausing, Ling Jian sighed in his heart, "Even though this is just quasi-green dragon blood essence."

Only a weak portion remained in Ling Jian's body. Normally, he would be able to perfectly conceal this tiny bit of the green dragon's aura, however, due to the previous battles and the unique terrain of the Azure Dragon Mountain Range, even if there was a little bit of the green dragon's essence blood left in his body, it would still be involuntarily activated.

And then, the situation had taken a turn for the worse.

He, Ling Jian, had been selected by the berserk beasts, and became a favorite of all the other beasts!

Ling Jian's perception quietly swept across the green cliff, his eyes couldn't help but narrow as he silently cursed in his heart. This damned beast, how could it not endure it? It actually couldn't find a good opening, and remained motionless just like that.

Time passed by, and soon, half an hour had gone.

Ling Jian suddenly opened his eyes, his face tensed up, staring intently, the last wisp of meditative spirit around his body was absorbed, only then did he let out a sigh of relief, feeling satisfied, his tensed expression relaxed.

"It's finally a success!" Ling Jian was overjoyed, but as he stared at the mini version of the Ten Thousand Lion Wonderland on his shoulder, the Ten Thousand Lion Wonderland was currently only the size of a palm, but its center of gravity was not as steady as before. If the mini version of the Ten Thousand Lion Wonderland from before was a mountain, then the mountain at most could be considered as a small mountain.1

Swoosh.

As the sound of a sharp thorn breaking through rocks rang out, an ice-cold aura spread out and wrapped around Ling Jian's body. An indescribable chill spread from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head.

"Dammit, that Cliff Snake is moving." Ling Jian's eyes were ice-cold, his gaze cold and sharp. He did not expect that the Cliff Snake had already found an opening the moment Ling Jian let out a sigh of relief. Now, it was taking advantage of Ling Jian's opportunity to make its move.

Ruthlessness, decisiveness, and lack of emotion!

This had always been the most terrifying aspect of snake type Vicious Beasts.

"Snake Thunder!"

A strange coils suddenly intertwined on the green rock, forming a strange picture that looked like a spider web. On the middle of the picture, there was an even more green colored bead that could be said to be a dark green colored bead that was like the eyes of a rock snake.

"Mm?!"

A violent and cold aura pervaded the air, causing Ling Jian's brain to be short-circuited. He almost unconditionally shot out explosively, his body leaving Qing Yan as he shot an ice-cold gaze over.

"Yin Lightning!" As Ling Jian's indifferent voice faded, he spat out a mouthful of cold air. There was something glowing with a cold luster, with light patterns flowing through its entire body. It was a pearl, but it was not.

"Go!" Ling Jian stretched out his finger, and pointed.

Boom.

His finger had just been extended out when a pair of blood-red eyes shot over without the slightest trace of emotion. A ghost-like figure of a ghost carried a bloody glow as his fist violently descended on the deep green colored snake lightning bead that was within the strange pattern that was spreading over the green rock.

"Sky Soul Hand!"

The blood-red fist suddenly descended. However, before it approached the deep green snake lightning bead, it suddenly turned into a blood-red hand. Spiritual Energy surged out and a dozen feet large red palm descended with a pressuring feeling.

This Nether Heavenly Soul … he finally woke up and made his move …

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