923: C923 Saint Baby

C923 Saint Baby

Hua.

At this moment, besides the cultivators of the Weng Clan that saw Zuoqiu Meng's corpse, the cultivators of the Zuoqiu Clan that hadn't lost their lives in the battle between Ling Jian and Zuoqiu Meng had noticed it as well.

A similarly dumbstruck scene had directly appeared on the bodies of the remaining cultivators of the Zuoqiu Clan at this moment.

At the same time, besides this feeling, all of them revealed pale faces, and they seemed to have lost their souls.

After all, Zuoqiu Meng had come with them to the Weng Manor, and now, he'd died first. Even if Ling Jian didn't kill them, they would probably die without a doubt when they returned.

Even if they didn't return, they would surely be pursued by the experts of the Zuoqiu Clan to death.

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In the sky, after Ling Jian used the Eighteen Divine Prison Spears, the aura on his body gradually became thinner, and the violent Spiritual Energy in the surroundings calmed down.

At this moment, Ling Jian's face did not have much expression on it. His gaze also fell on the deep ravine below, and his eyes were flickering with light at this moment.

Although that spear just now was only the power of the spear that he instantly slashed out, the power that erupted was quite shocking.

Currently, everyone was still discussing and guessing the life and death of the Zuoqiu Clan's great elder. However, the current Ling Jian had already determined the news of the Zuoqiu Clan's great elder's death.

Because it was just a moment ago. His Divine Sense had already completely invaded the gorge, yet he didn't detect any aura of the grand elder. In fact, even with the power of that spear, the grand elder's body wasn't completely intact. His body was instantly shredded to pieces by the terrifying and overbearing spear arc.

Very quickly, Ling Jian withdrew his gaze. However, he didn't choose to descend at the first moment. Instead, his gaze shifted and descended onto Zuoqiu Meng's body that had already revealed an explosion and was unable to see the situation clearly.

"Hmph! Do you want to continue staying inside? Could it be that you really think someone will come and save you?" Ling Jian's icy cold gaze swept past Zuoqiu Meng's body, and his sharp gaze descended onto the Skysoul Manor. He spoke sarcastically.

On the ground below, be it the members of the Zuoqiu Clan or the Weng Clan, all of them were shocked when they heard Ling Jian's words. They glanced at Ling Jian with some doubt. They didn't understand the meaning behind Ling Jian's words.

Wasn't Zuoqiu Meng already killed by him? Why was he still shouting? Could it be that Zuoqiu Meng didn't lose him, but he clearly didn't have any aura left?

"Hmph! Looks like you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Since you aren't coming out... Hmph! " Ling Jian said coldly. At the same time, he raised his hand and flashed it, and an extremely formidable tearing force instantly shot towards Zuoqiu Meng's corpse.

Bang.

There was no resistance at all. In an instant, Zuoqiu Meng's body exploded under this tearing force, and a dense bloody aura ceaselessly surged out in all directions.

The corners of Ling Jian's mouth curled into a wisp of a cold smile as he looked at Zuoqiu Meng's body that had already completely exploded beneath him.

Swoosh!

A sound of rushing wind suddenly sounded out.

Under the gaze of Ling Jian, a flowing light suddenly flew out from within Zuoqiu Meng's body that had exploded, and it swiftly fled into the distance as soon as it appeared.

However, when he saw this fleeing figure, Ling Jian had no intention of letting him go so easily. He extended his hand and grabbed violently at the empty space. There was an invisible pressure. It trapped the transparent light figure, causing him to be unable to move an inch.

At this moment, regardless of whether it was the members of the Weng Jia Village or the Zuoqiu Clan, all of them had discovered the trapped light figure.

This shadow was short, but it was indeed several times larger than an ordinary Heavenly Dao Embryo Body. Now, it was already the size of a human head, but his face was exactly the same as Zuoqiu Meng's. It looked like a shrunken Zuoqiu Meng.

Ling Jian's gaze descended onto the figure that had shrunk by countless times, and a wisp of a cold smile instantly appeared on his face.

The gap between a Saint and a Heavenly Dao cultivator was like a chasm. Similarly, the biggest difference between them was that the things in the Glory's Will Mansion were different.

For a Heavenly Dao cultivator, there was a Heavenly Dao fetus in their body, and for a Saint, this so-called Heavenly Dao fetus would further increase to a Saint Nascent Soul...

It would truly grow from a fetus to a baby!

Under normal circumstances, cultivators' Heavenly Dao Embryo Body and Saint Nascent Body would exist in the cultivator's Glory's Will Palace, and they would continue to grow stronger and stronger as the cultivator's cultivation increased.

Similarly, there were also rumors that cultivators would be able to live as long as their cultivation reached the Saint Realm.

However, the so-called 'not dying' here was actually referring to a cultivator's Saint Nascent Soul.

This was because for a cultivator at the Saint Realm, even if their physical body collapsed, as long as their Saint Nascent Soul remained intact, there was still a possibility of reconstructing their physical body.

Of course, this was just a saying. Even if there was a real possibility, there weren't many who had such an opportunity. After all, if all cultivators in the Saint realm were able to survive... In the Chaos Realm, cultivators in the Saint Plane would have been able to fly everywhere. It was not like the current situation... In the entire Tongxuan City... There were only two cultivators in the Saint Realm.

If a cultivator wanted to reconstruct his body with just a single Saint Infant, it would require a cultivator's cultivation to be very high. If a cultivator's cultivation was higher, then the success rate of reconstructing the body would be higher.

For cultivators in the Saint Plane, for cultivators in the Saint King Realm and those who had just stepped into the Saint Plane, the success rate of cultivators in the Saint King Realm would be higher.

Besides the cultivation base requirement. The most important thing was that there was also an external factor.

They needed powerful heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Only with both of them, the success rate of reconstructing the body would be higher.

And if the body couldn't be reconstructed, even if it was a Saint Nascent Soul, it was still a Saint Nascent Soul. If it was a cultivator with a powerful cultivation... However, for someone with a weak cultivation, he might only be able to survive for a few months.

For example, someone like Zuoqiu Meng would vanish into thin air before even a month had passed because he was unable to rebuild his fleshly body.

At this moment, the miniature Zuoqiu Meng was precisely Zuoqiu Meng's Saint Nascent Soul!

Because of Ling Jian's attack, Zuoqiu Meng's Saint Nascent Soul had already been trapped. At this moment, even if he wanted to escape, it seemed to be extremely difficult. So, Zuoqiu Meng could only watch helplessly as Ling Jian approached him step by step.

"Ling Jian, f * ck you, don't come over." At this moment, when he saw Ling Jian approaching him step by step, Zuoqiu Meng instantly roared loudly even though he was only a Saint Infant now. However, his memories from before didn't receive too much of an impact, and he still remembered it clearly.

It was just that Wei Yi was different. The Zuoqiu Meng from before was still extremely formidable, but now that he'd lost the effect of his physical body, Zuoqiu Meng already didn't pose much of a threat.

When Ling Jian saw this, he didn't have the slightest chance to deal with him. Instead, he minded his own business and headed towards Zuoqiu Meng. So, he quickly arrived beside Zuoqiu Meng's Saint Nascent Soul.

"Ling Jian, what are you doing!?" When he saw Ling Jian walking over step by step, Zuoqiu Meng who was only in the state of a Saint Nascent instantly panicked, and he hurriedly cried out in terror.

This time, Zuoqiu Meng was truly panicked. He'd originally come here to kill Ling Jian. He'd killed Ling Jian in the Weng Manor, but now, he'd never imagined that. The other party had destroyed his physical body first, and now, there was only the Saint Infant left...

Even if there was only the Saint Infant left, his Saint Infant was still completely sealed by Ling Jian. It could be imagined that if Ling Jian was willing, he could instantly erase him from this world...

"What? Didn't you say that you wanted to take my life? Do you have the slightest feeling of being a stray dog now?" Ling Jian's gaze was cold as he stared at Zuoqiu Meng and spoke in a deep voice.

"Ling Jian, do you dare to let me go? If you let me go. The grudges between us will be written off. "

Zuoqiu Meng spoke in terror, as if he was worried that Ling Jian wouldn't agree. He then added, "If you can let me go. I can write off the matter of you crippling the Spiritual Glory's Will Residence. "

"Oh, looks like you're going to do whatever it takes to save your own life."

Ling Jian said indifferently, but an extremely playful smile hung on his face. He looked at Zuoqiu Meng and said in a low voice, "However, if what you're saying can represent the entire Zuoqiu Clan... Perhaps I'll choose to believe that you can replace Zuoqiu Tian Yu? "

Zuoqiu Meng looked at Ling Jian's smiling face. He felt as if he didn't want to stay here any longer, and he hurriedly spoke. " Don't worry, Ling Jian, as long as you let me go... After I return to the Zuoqiu Clan, I'll surely tell my father... How about we forget our past enmity? "

"Is that so?" Ling Jian spoke coldly. He'd obviously avoided and didn't believe Zuoqiu Meng's words. What couldn't a person who'd done anything for the sake of his own life do?

"Ling Jian, don't worry. My Zuoqiu Clan and Tantai Clan are two top powers in Tongxuan City. Moreover, you're the son-in-law of the Tantai Clan, so there's never a war between our two clans. Thus, when I return this time, I just need to inform my father. My father will definitely know about the pros and cons of this. When the time comes, he won't take my matters to heart either." Zuoqiu Meng spoke hastily.

"Is that so? Could it be that your father, Zuoqiu Tian Yu, is able to endure the matter of your younger sister?" Ling Jian said with a cold smile.

"It's completely her own fault for being quick-witted. As it's said, she deserves to die, and it's her. My father will naturally consider the bigger picture." Zuoqiu Meng said in a low voice.

At a time like this, he naturally wouldn't have any scruples.

Presently, he was only left with a single Saint Nascent, and even a Saint Nascent might not be able to survive for long. If he didn't lower himself and beg others, then perhaps he wouldn't be able to escape calamity today.

"It seems like you know what the situation is like. Although you have said so much, I am actually very tempted. After all, if I let you go, I can build a good relationship with you. It is not a bad thing for both the Tantai family and the Zuoqiu family. " The corners of Ling Jian's mouth quickly revealed a mocking smile.

Zuoqiu Meng was instantly delighted in his heart when he heard this. He felt that Ling Jian seemed to intend to matchmake the relationship between the two great clans, but before he could speak, Ling Jian's words sounded out once more.

He heard Ling Jian speak indifferently. "Actually, I really want to let you off. But even if I have the intention, the heavens won't forgive you."

Ling Jian's voice was rather calm, like a deep pool of water that remained calm and composed.

Zuoqiu Meng was shocked when he heard this, and only now did he realize his current state. The Saint Infant has left his body for too long...

For cultivators at the Half-step Saint Realm, if they didn't have a special assurance... The Saint Nascent Soul was absolutely unable to leave his body for too long because the Saint Nascent Soul at the Half-Step Saint Realm had never experienced the so-called baptism of heavenly tribulation. Therefore, it couldn't appear alone in this world for too long...

Since Zuoqiu Meng was a Half-Step Saint Realm cultivator, he was naturally aware of this. After hearing Ling Jian's words, he was slightly stunned, and then his expression suddenly changed.

Rumble!

Right at the moment Zuoqiu Meng's expression changed, a low rumbling of thunder instantly sounded out in the heavens and the earth, and the sky that was originally clear for tens of thousands of kilometers was instantly covered densely by dark clouds.

At the same time, a shocking and majestic pressure even spared no effort to envelop Zuoqiu Meng's position.

Ling Jian had also sensed this scene. Immediately, a faint cold smile hung on his face. He swung his sleeve and waved his hand, directly scattering the strength that was bound to Zuoqiu Meng's Saint Nascent Soul.

Zuoqiu Meng felt that his body had once again recovered its ability to move once again. At this moment, the Saint Nascent had also become light and lithe.

However, although the Saint Nascent had already regained its freedom, this time around, Zuoqiu Meng did not flee. Instead, his gaze was filled with incomparable astonishment. At this moment, his face had already become incomparably pale.

Between them... The sky and earth, which was originally covered by dark clouds, suddenly appeared above his head after sensing his Saint Nascent Soul. That kind of frightening pressure directly caused him to be unable to catch his breath in an instant.

"Damn it, damn it, the Heavenly Tribulation has arrived."

Zuoqiu Meng spoke anxiously, and his gaze was extremely fearful. He never expected that even though he'd escaped Ling Jian's pursuit, he would still have to admit defeat in the Heavenly Tribulation at the end of the day!

As a Half-step Saint Realm cultivator, he was naturally clearly aware of what the Heavenly Tribulation represented.

The greatest difference between him and a cultivator at the Saint Realm was naturally the Heavenly Tribulation of a Saint Infant Realm cultivator. If a cultivator at the Half-Step Saint Realm's Saint Infant Realm managed to survive the Heavenly Tribulation, then it would truly be able to become a cultivator at the Saint Realm.

However, not all cultivators had the ability to survive the Heavenly Tribulation.

Zuoqiu Meng had only paused at the half-step Saint realm for many years and had not chosen to transcend the heavenly tribulation. It was naturally not because he was unwilling, but because he did not have much confidence in experiencing the heavenly tribulation.

Now, his physical body had been destroyed in a small battle earlier. In addition to Ling Jian's attack, his Saint Infant had no choice but to be exposed to the air. Even if he didn't face the heavenly tribulation now, the heavenly tribulation would still take the initiative to provoke him.

"Zuoqiu Meng, if you can survive the Heavenly Tribulation, I'll let you go." Ling Jian smiled, and he didn't linger on with the gifts. His figure flashed as he left the area of the heavenly tribulation.

After all, even though Ling Jian felt that his combat strength was capable of killing cultivators at the Saint Realm. Under such circumstances, he wasn't willing to be dragged into Zuoqiu Meng's tribulation.

"Ling Jian, you'll die a horrible death." Zuoqiu Meng roared as he looked at Ling Jian's departing figure, and his voice was stern.

Presently, Zuoqiu Meng's entire body was filled with despair.

If he was able to survive this Heavenly Tribulation, then it would be impossible for him to remain at the Half-step Saint Realm all along.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder rumbled once again.

The gathering speed of the dark clouds in the sky became much faster. At the same time, an even more terrifying pressure directly descended, oppressing Zuoqiu Meng's Saint Nascent Soul until it was truly unable to endure it.0

Zuoqiu Meng's heart even pounded wildly at this moment. His face was already deathly pale.

This time, no one would be able to save him.

If it was in the Zuoqiu Clan, perhaps Zuoqiu Tian Yu would be able to save him. But on this side...

A bang sounded.

At the same time that despair arose spontaneously in Zuoqiu Meng's heart, a bolt of direct lightning descended from the dense black clouds in the sky and struck down towards his Saint Nascent Soul.

When he saw this, Zuoqiu Meng was even more terrified in his heart. However, things had already come to this point, and he had no other choice. He could only circulate all the energy within his Saint Nascent, and then he smashed fiercely towards the heavenly tribulation.

Bang.

It was like two enormous Fiendgods had collided with a bang at this moment.

As the collision descended, the dazzling rays of lightning were instantly consumed, and at the same time, Zuoqiu Meng's figure was revealed at the first possible moment.

Zuoqiu Meng didn't die directly.

But even so, Zuoqiu Meng didn't seem to be happy at all. At the same time that he'd just withstood the first single heavenly tribulation, the second single heavenly tribulation arrived as scheduled.

Rumble!

Similarly, the low rumbling of thunder echoed in the void. The second lightning bolt was even more dazzling than the first one, and it was even more powerful and dazzling than the first crisis.

Zuoqiu Meng knew that Sister Lei's power would be even stronger this time, but she also knew that she had no other choice. Hence, the power of the heavenly tribulation this time. He could only brace himself and resist it with his life on the line.

Kaboom.

Zuoqiu Meng's Saint Nascent Soul was ruthlessly smashed into the ground. However, his Saint Nascent Soul still did not dissipate.

Kaboom.

The energy of the third tribulation bolt arrived as agreed, and it was extremely dangerous. It caused Zuoqiu Meng's face to be extremely unsightly.

However! This time, Zuoqiu Meng's face had truly become pale. Even though the current him was still alive. However, the energy contained within it was completely clean. Thus, without any ability to resist, he could only watch helplessly as the third heavenly tribulation descended and directly killed his Saint Nascent Soul.

He was indeed powerless in this regard.

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