1379: C1379 Undead Fetus

C1379 Undead Fetus

The journey to the Imperial Palace ended with the departure of Yang Qing, Qin Hong and the rest. Within ten years, any of Heaven's Pride's juniors who survived in the Imperial Palace had made great progress and had obtained an unimaginable opportunity.

Such an opportunity was something that one might not be able to obtain even if one cultivated bitterly for tens of thousands of years in the outside world. It was enough to make others jealous of him, and after everyone left the ancient space, it slowly closed as if it had never been opened.

Everything that was sealed became calm!

The entire Myriad Domain was in an uproar because of this. All the major powers had different reactions to this visit to the Imperial Palace and they quickly made arrangements.

In a certain space within the Imperial Palace that was completely isolated from the outside world, there was a pair of eyes … He slowly opened his eyes!

Everyone had already left this place, not to mention the fact that they could still see the figure of a slender figure lying on a patch of grass. His clothes were tattered and half of his body was buried in the ground.

"You're awake!"

The next moment, a voice sounded. It was Little Tian. There was an unconcealable surprise in his voice.

Without a doubt, the person who had opened his eyes was naturally Meng Fan. When he felt the warm sunlight, it caused him to feel a bit eye-piercing. His body slowly moved and the surging vitality within his body also recovered.

It was extremely rich, and under this kind of powerful Energy of the Heaven and Earth, there was grass everywhere, and there were even countless Heavenly Treasures growing. That kind of pleasant medicinal fragrance also entered into Meng Fan's nose.

"Where is this? How long have I been unconscious?"

The next moment, Little Tian spat out a few words.

"Three years!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan was shocked. Even with his mental strength, he was unable to react. Before this, his only memory was following the Undead Root, following it through the final moments of the world of decay.

However, the moment Meng Fan's body merged with the space, it already caused him to feel chaos, as if he was throwing himself into his mother's embrace. It was extremely warm, and a strange power entered his body.

It had already been three years since Meng Fan opened his eyes. It was really hard to accept that.

"How is this possible?"

"That's indeed the case …"

Little Tian replied helplessly.

"Three years ago, when you came here, you fell asleep immediately, and during these three years, the Overlord Dao and I attempted to wake you up, but you slept very comfortably, even though your Spiritual Force and body were extremely normal, and you had become stronger and stronger under absorption, you were still unable to wake up. In the end, the two of us had no choice but to wait, and now you are actually … I've awoken! "

Hearing Little Tian's words, Meng Fan was speechless. This was truly a bit strange and Meng Fan had never experienced it before. However, Meng Fan was no ordinary person and after a short period of shock, he immediately asked.

"Little Tian, can you feel where this is? And where the Undead Root is?"

"It should still be within the Imperial Palace!"

Little Tian replied in a deep voice,

Furthermore, we should have passed through the Undying Medicine Garden and arrived here. According to my and the Monarch Way's guess, this should be around fifty percent of the Imperial Palace, and as for the Undead Root … "I did not realize that you became like that after being teleported. You have not awakened for the past three years, I only noticed that you were thinking of a way!"

"Three years? That is to say that the Imperial Palace is now closed. Damn, could it be that this young master will be imprisoned here forever? "

Meng Fan's little face twitched and he directly swore.

This was the place where Forbidden Space were located, so unless one was a sacred presence who entered here, and relied on his or her powerful cultivation to forcefully open up a space to leave this place, or who followed the rules of the Divine Temple to open a space, and summon everyone here through the teleportation passage.

Now that the time to summon the Divine Temple had passed, it would not be easy for Meng Fan to leave so it was natural for him to feel troubled.

Sitting cross-legged, Meng Fan quietly felt his body. His body was calm and his blood was surging. With just a thought, a domineering aura that only belonged to him was released.

Even though he had slept for three years, Meng Fan was still the same. What surprised Meng Fan the most was that even though he was still in the same realm as before, he was still the same as before.

It was not a very powerful breakthrough, but when he sensed his body, it gave Meng Fan a strange feeling. The most important thing was the changes to his body, as if his body was more ethereal than before!

It was ethereal, ethereal, and ethereal!

With Meng Fan's current cultivation, he could sense every single change in his body, including the flow of his blood, the flow of his breath, and so on. However, there was a subtle change in this feeling that faintly gave Meng Fan a feeling that his body was smoother than before.

Meng Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and reply calmly.

"Little Tian, do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know …"

Little Tian said helplessly.

"For the past three years, you have been in deep sleep. Your body has absorbed the Great Desolation Qi from this place, yet no one has disturbed you, causing your body to stay in this state for a long time!"

"Oh?"

Meng Fan's expression changed. He immediately looked towards the sky and smiled.

"Someone should know!"

As he spoke, he stood up, took large steps, and brazenly moved forward.

After three years without moving, Meng Fan was still the same as before. With the Dragon and Tiger Steps, he was able to suppress the tyranny of the Circulatory Cycle in the span of a breath.

Meng Fan stretched out his five fingers and threw a punch.

"Big brother, don't hit me! It's me, it's me!"

At the next moment, a voice sounded. In the space not yet reached by Meng Fan's fist, a spiritual root could be seen. The aura revolved around it and the symbols were ancient. It was actually … The Undead Root was speaking in human language, its tone was extremely young and tender, just like a small child.

Even with their mental fortitude, they did not discover that the latter was actually here. However, Meng Fan had already confirmed it not long after he opened his eyes and successfully found the location of the Undead Root.

"Humph!"

Meng Fan smiled, stared at the Undead Root, and said with a smile that was not a smile:

"Oh, it's been a while!"

His tone was calm, but at this moment, anyone who saw Meng Fan's smile would shiver. It was definitely a type of malicious intent.

His body took form, and the runes on his body changed. His entire being turned from the herb form from before to that of a fat little boy, wearing a apron on his chest, with his big eyes blinking at Meng Fan, as if he was about to cry, he softly said,

"Big Brother …" Let me go, you are a handsome genius, you are tyrannical, and people who conquer all will not do anything to me, right? I knew that you, big brother, were powerful, yet you were able to see me in the vast sea of grass with a single glance. How did you discover my eyesight, big brother … "

When this scene fell, it could be said that no one could help but feel sympathy for the little boy that the Undead Root had transformed into was truly too cute and exquisite, and he had put on an appearance of incomparable grievance, naturally causing people to feel that it was unbearable to harm, especially towards the girls in the world, which was extremely fatal.

Unfortunately, he faced Meng Fan, who had lived and died for many years and was even craftier than old foxes, and after a mere glance, he sneered.

"Put away your appearance. This set of yours doesn't work on me, it's actually very simple, it comes from my current senses. Although I haven't made any breakthroughs in these three years, my entire person is different from before, like Nirvana, especially with regards to minute changes, you think that the herbs you form are the same as the ones in the surroundings, but there is still a slight difference, and it's just that your aura is too ancient, and it's not something that normal herbs can create. Even if you've done the exact same, the essence of your aura will not change, so naturally, I can feel it!"

Without a doubt, the Undead Root was also hiding in the vicinity of Meng Fan, but its illusion technique was the same as Cao Qiushui's illusion tree, it could confuse anything, but everything had an origin. Even if one could do the exact same, the most important thing to the soul could not change.

However, even a saint might not be able to do this. Only an existence that had reached the limit of its control would be able to sense it. However, Meng Fan was actually... He had done it.

"Ah …" "You bastard, after receiving the fusion of the Medicine Ancestral Garden, you turned the tables on me and chased me all the way. You are a pervert, you are a child torturer, you are the Great Demon King …"

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the boy from the Undead Root naturally knew that he could not continue pretending. He immediately became aggressive and glared at Meng Fan, saliva flying from his mouth. However, he secretly scanned his surroundings and prepared to escape at any moment.1

However, Meng Fan wasn't willing to give him the chance. With a grab of his big hand, he directly caught the Undead Root in his own hand, lifted it up and slapped its butt with a big palm, then sneered.

"What is the Medicine Ancestral Garden?"

His butt was hurting, beating the Undead Root up until it started to cry. His tears fell, and in the end, he could only spit out a few words helplessly.

"Of course it is … The garden left behind by the ancestors of the ancient era, stop beating me up. Brother, your little brother is convinced. Speak everything … "Tell me everything …"

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