165: C165 See You Later!

C165 See You Later!

Hsing Qing's expression instantly turned ugly. He had never dreamt that the other party would actually use a Puppet secret technique. This was a secret technique that even a Puppet Master might not have!

A First Grade secret skill already had the power to surpass a Peak of Prominent Sage Stage. A Second Grade secret skill's power was equivalent to a Supernatural Stage warrior's attack.

He could not defend against it at all!

"Ah!"

Hsing Qing roared out loudly. He circulated the surging Inner Qi around his body to the limit. A layer of faint black gas kept surging out from the surface of his body. In an instant, his entire body was wrapped within it.

It was too late to say it. It was too fast!

The attack of the Puppet had arrived. It was like a shooting star. Its speed was extremely fast, and it did not miss. It solidly struck Hsing Qing's black Qi Armor. Hsing Qing was like a cannonball, and his entire body flew out on the spot. He crashed through countless walls, and finally fell into a pile of ruins.

Countless Dragon Turning Stage Martial Cultivator around them cried out in shock and fear, because they found out that the person who had fallen into the ruins was the most powerful elder of their branch, Elder Hsing Qing.

"Heavens, what exactly happened?"

"It's Elder Hsing Qing, he was sent flying? Who was it?"

"What about the other elders? Why didn't you see the other elders? "

"Wuwu... they're dead, they're all dead, they died in a broken secret room. I saw their corpses with my own eyes."

"What!? How is this possible?"

"Everyone, run! This hall has been completely destroyed!"

"If we escape, what will happen to the people imprisoned underground? Who will guard it? The Netherworld Palace won't let us go?"

"We don't even have a life, what are we looking at?!"

"That's right, if you want to die, just stay here and don't stop us!"

Countless people were terrified and confused, but there were also many who saw that something was amiss, and began to flee in panic...

Ji Wuyan didn't pay any attention to those people. Instead, he ran towards Hsing Qing, who was in the ruins. The most important thing right now was to get rid of the other party.

Looking at Hsing Qing's appearance, he could not help but sigh once again at the formidable power of the Puppet Secret Skill. The other party looked like he was half-dead, and his breath was like a wisp of smoke. He only had one last breath left.

Even the Peak of Prominent Sage Stage Green Ghost was seriously injured by this attack. Not to mention Hsing Qing, who was a lower cultivation base, it was already considered very good that he was able to keep his life without being killed on the spot!

"Who the hell are you?"

Looking at Ji Wuyan walking towards him, Hsing Qing had already fallen into despair. However, he was not willing to give up. He wanted to know who the other party was and why he wanted to attack their branch palace.

"You don't need to know!"

Ji Wuyan sneered and glanced at the subtle movements of the enemy's hand. If he hadn't killed Green Ghost, he might have shown mercy and told the enemy the whole story, but now...

Swoosh!

Without any warning, a piercing sound was heard and shot towards Hsing Qing.

Hsing Qing's pupils shrank. If he was at his peak, this attack wouldn't be a big deal. But now, it was extremely difficult for him to even move, let alone dodge it.

Puff!

A stream of red splashed in front of his eyes. His arm was pierced by a knife light, and it broke through the air. With a bang, the thing hidden in his sleeve fell to the ground.

It was a piece of white jade that was covered in black symbols.

Thousand Mile Communication Talisman!

"Looks like you really know us..."

Hsing Qing sighed in his heart when the other party saw through him. A trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes. He did not expect that he would not be able to get the words out of the other party's mouth in the end.

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, a human figure attacked him. An unknown palm pressed on the other party's Dantian and started circulating the Northern Ocean Divine Arts to absorb the experience.

"'Ding... Congratulations on obtaining 100 empirical value. '"

...

"You..."

This sudden change caused Hsing Qing to be extremely frightened and dumbfounded. He had never dreamt that the opposite party would have such a strange technique that allowed him to absorb the Inner Qi that he had cultivated bitterly for so many years.

However, before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly and died!

A Eighth Layer of Prominent Sage Stage warrior.

And so, he fell!

And he was still sucked dry of all the Inner Qis in his body and died!

"80,000 empirical value Points!"

Seeing the system's experience bar increase by another level, Ji Wuyan clenched his fist and his eyes were filled with joy. Now, he only needed 10,000 empirical value to break through to the Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage.

How many days had it been since his last breakthrough?

High risk also meant high reward. Although Prominent Sage Stage warriors were hard to deal with, the benefits they brought him were also good.

After eliminating Hsing Qing, Ji Wuyan shifted his attention to those Dragon Turning Stage Martial Cultivator. He couldn't help but purse his lips. Although these guys were only Dragon Turning Stage warriors and didn't give him much experience, they still gave him a lot of experience.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuyan couldn't hold it any longer. With a white flash, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he leapt into the group of Martial Cultivators that had no ability to resist.

In less than a minute, Ji Wuyan's body suddenly shook. An indescribable feeling of contentment surged into his body. At this moment, it was as if all the cells in his body were filled with strength.

"Ding! Host empirical value full. Congratulations on breaking through to the Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage!"

Five to six minutes later, the hall was filled with corpses. More than half of the Dragon Turning Stage Martial Cultivator had been killed by him, and a small portion had escaped. Even so, he had gained a lot. Now, his progress had increased by one sixth.

"Master!"

It was at this moment that a respectful voice rang out in his ears. He turned his head to look, and realized that it was none other than Shi Ping.

"You're still here? I thought you would also take the opportunity to escape." Ji Wuyan said with a smile. He had gained a lot this time, and he was delighted in his heart. He couldn't help but joke with the other party.

"Master, you must be joking. My loyalty to you is something that can be seen by the heavens and the earth. The sun and moon can be seen. How can I abandon you and leave at this time?" Shi Ping said respectfully.

On the surface, it seemed like this was the case, but in reality, this was not what he was thinking in his heart.

Damn you, do you think I want to? If I didn't get hit by your bullsh * t Life and Death Talisman and was afraid that it would flare up again, who would be willing to stay here and accompany you!?

Although Ji Wuyan had told him that after consuming the antidote, he could maintain his condition for a month without acting up again, who knew if it was real or fake? If it was fake, and it flared up again a few days later, who would he find to cry to?

That kind of pain that was akin to ten thousand ants biting down on him, that was a fate worse than death, he would rather die than try it again!

However, at the same time, he couldn't help but feel shock and admiration towards his master's methods.

He glanced at the dead Hsing Qing lying in the ruins. He couldn't help feeling surprised. That was an Eighth Layer of Prominent Sage Stage Martial Cultivator, and it was finished just like that? It was killed by him, the master who looked like he was only a Second Layer of Dragon Turning Stage?

Eh, something's not right. A Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage?

Shi Ping rubbed his eyes and looked at Ji Wuyan once again. He could sense the aura on Ji Wuyan's body. There was nothing wrong with it. It really was a Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage.

What the heck, this is strange?

Shi Ping's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were lifeless.

Not long ago, he was 100% sure that the cultivation base that his master was carrying was a Second Layer of Dragon Turning Stage, and there was still a long way to go before he reached the Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage.

But now, he was a Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage, and his aura was stable and stable, as if he had just broken through to the Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage.

Damn it, what the f * ck was going on?

'Could it be that I broke through in the battle just now?'

Shi Ping could not figure it out. He could only use the word "unbelievable" to describe his master.

" Lead the way, take me to the place where those prisoners are kept. "

Under Shi Ping's lead, the two of them passed through the dark underground tunnel and arrived at a place that was similar to a prison. There were many people imprisoned inside.

Due to the great battle just now, many stones had fallen from this place. Those guarding Martial Cultivator had all run up there. Some of them might have been killed by him, and some might have fled long ago.

They came to the nearest cell. There were pitch-black iron pillars standing in a forest. Through the gaps between these iron pillars, they could clearly see the appearance of those people inside.

Those people inside looked very slovenly, like beggars. There wasn't much life on their faces, just like an old man at dusk. They looked lifeless, and their appearances were quite old. The white hair on their temples could be clearly seen.

But in reality, the most of these people were in their thirties. The younger ones were only fifteen or sixteen years old, the same age as him.

Damn it!

Seeing this, Ji Wuyan cursed in his heart. His hatred towards the Netherworld Palace intensified. When he thought about how his father might look like now, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He quickly checked the situation.

Ji Wuyan looked at it for a few seconds and shook his head in disappointment. There was no trace of his father in this cell.

"Go and release all the people in this cell!"

After giving Shi Ping this order, Ji Wuyan continued to move forward. He walked to the second cell, the third cell, and...

In the end, Ji Wuyan stopped in the eighth cell.

His eyes were fixed on the figure in the corner of the cell. At this moment, Ji Zhentian looked very old, like an old man in his fifties or sixties. The white hair on his temples.

However, his father was not even forty years old, not even forty years old!

He clenched his fist tightly, allowing the sharp tip of his finger to pierce into his palm. Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... A fishy smell came from his Important Lips, and a wisp of red leaked out from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, who knew that his heart was ten thousand times more painful than the pain in his body?

The corners of his eyes gradually became moist and his vision began to blur. With a bang, even he had once thought that he would not remember the memories that had been sealed in his mind. The memories that he had overlooked, at this moment, surged over like a tide...

At the beginning of his cultivation.

"Dad, do you think I'm a trash? I've been cultivating for more than half a year, and even now, I'm still only a Strength Stage First Layer." At that time, he was crying and crying with a depressed face.

"Nonsense! How could my Ji Zhentian's son be a trash? My Yan will always be the strongest!"

Ji Zhentian patted his head and said proudly.2

Five years ago.

"Dad, I'm a trash. It's been two years, and I'm still a Strength Stage First Layer." He threw himself into Ji Zhentian's arms and cried out in pain.

"No, I believe that Yan is the strongest. You have to believe in yourself. You just haven't used your potential yet. Look. Even Father is no match for you." After saying that, Ji Zhentian picked up his fist and smashed it on his own head. He let out a miserable shriek and pretended to fall to the ground.

At that time, he broke his tears into laughter and regained his motivation.

Three years ago, on the eve of his departure.

"Dad, don't go!"

Ji Wuyan hugged Ji Zhentian and cried.

"Even my Yan is so powerful, how can a dad admit defeat? Trust me, dad. When dad returns, Yan, you will be even more powerful now!"

Ji Zhentian proudly patted Ji Wuyan, who was already as tall as his shoulder, and resolutely turned around to leave.

Half a year later.

There was no news from Ji Zhentian. At the same time, he was beaten into the Cold Palace by his grandfather. His status in the Ji family fell drastically. He was disheartened, but he did not give up and continued to cultivate.

Three years later, he was plotted by Ji Wushuang and died tragically in the back mountain of the Ji family. Finally, he was reborn from the dead and was reborn.

However, he would never forget that stalwart figure who always had confidence in him and encouraged him!

At that time, his father was in high spirits.

He was the youngest Dragon Turning Stage genius in Panshan County!

But now... his cultivation realm had fallen to the Nirvana Stage.

Seeing this, Ji Wuyan couldn't help but shed tears, "Dad!"

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