1457: C1457 Primitive Heart Demon

C1457 Primitive Heart Demon

On the 18th level of the Heavenly Tomb, each one held a shocking secret. On the way to the deeper parts of Saint, he explained to Yang Ping why they did not need to go through regular channels to reach their destination. There, they could see a golden door, then an unknown world, and as long as they could reach their destination, they would be able to go through the golden door.

Beneath the golden door.

Saint looked at Yang Ping in fear, afraid that she would be smacked to death. After reaching her goal, would Yang Ping keep her promise and let him go?

"This is the shortcut."

Saint swallowed his saliva. His mouth was bitter as he said, "Can I go now?"

The Heavenly Tomb continued to crumble, but the signs of it crumbling were becoming more and more faint, and instead became more stable. There was a force constantly stabilizing the space, and if he wasn't mistaken, it was Du Wangzuo joining forces with the other Thrones to reinforce the spatial strengthening of the Heavenly Tomb.

Yang Ping didn't pay any attention to the Saint, but walked under the door, closed her eyes and began to explore Zhu Xi's aura.

Yang Ping was very familiar with Zhu Xi's soul aura.

Very quickly, Yang Ping's thoughts entered a mysterious space through the golden door. That place was absolute darkness and his spirit sense was like a tentacle.

He came once.

Thus, he appeared to be extremely shocked.

The Cage of Darkness.

At that time, if Du Wangzuo had not saved them in time, he might have been controlled by the Heavenly King who was imprisoned in the darkness space. The current him did not have enough confidence to fight against a Heavenly King, even if the Heavenly King was sealed.

Yang Ping could not understand how powerful the person who was able to trap the Heavenly King was. Perhaps he was above the Heavenly King, or perhaps he was the legendary Heavenly Emperor?

Dao Zun once said that the Heavenly Tomb was once the Heavenly Emperor's divine weapon. After the fall of the Heavenly Emperor, the Heavenly Tomb became a ownerless Divine Instrument.

Seeing that Yang Ping did not answer her question, but had entered into a strange state, killing intent flashed past her eyes, Saint thought to himself that he might be able to communicate with the Ten Thousand World Gate and lose the ability to resist. If he made a move now, there was a high possibility of killing him.

Yang Ping didn't seem to feel the killing intent of the Saint as she continuously searched for Zhu Xi's aura in the darkness.

He searched for a long time, almost searching the entire exterior of the world of the Darkness Prison, but she still couldn't find Zhu Xi's soul aura, so she could only continue moving forward. Du Wangzuo had warned him before that she couldn't go in without Heavenly Essence Stage, and although Yang Ping was taking a risk, there wasn't the slightest hesitation.

Taking advantage of the reorganization of the Heavenly Tomb, Yang Ping had to seize this opportunity.

As she went deeper and deeper into the world of the darkness cage, she finally saw a familiar soul aura at the very core of the place. Delighted, Yang Ping finally found Zhu Xi and stealthily snuck in.

This was where the Heavenly King was imprisoned. Fortunately, the other party had not noticed him.

They gradually approached the core region.

Yang Ping immediately felt an absolutely pure source of darkness, and at the core of the origin, a beautiful figure was sleeping. The core area was a small ball, that was the size of a basketball court.

"Zhu Xi."

Yang Ping tried to call out, but there was no response. She simply landed in the core area, walked to Zhu Xi's side and wanted to reach out to pick her up, but the moment she touched her, Zhu Xi's figure disappeared, transforming into the densest darkness energy.

"You're finally here."

A cold and emotionless voice sounded out in the air. Yang Ping was startled and immediately raised her head to look, only to see a black robed figure floating in the air, revealing only a pair of faint eyes.

Heavenly King!

Yang Ping didn't even need to think to know that the black-robed man in front of him was the imprisoned Sky King. It was laughable that she naively thought that after her strength increased, he would be able to escape the eyes of the Sky King.

He thought of running away.

But the spatial imprisonment.

The heavens had no door.

The rules here were many times more terrifying than the fifth floor. Even though she had comprehended a lot of Heavenly Tomb's abilities, she still could not leave this place. Yang Ping did not move, but waited for his opponent to make a move. However, his opponent didn't make a move for a long time and instead sized him up with interest.

"Lei Feng's experimental subject."

Primitive Heart Devil was able to see through Yang Ping's essence with one glance, and he sighed: "It's only a failed experiment, but I actually sensed an aura from you that surpasses the origin. It seems that Lei Feng has bet everything on you."

Yang Ping was confused and ignorant, asking, "Who is Lei Feng?"

Indeed, he was not clear about who Lei Feng was.

Primitive Heart Devil laughed and said loudly: "Interesting, truly interesting. You don't even know who Lei Feng is. He looked miserable enough. I've fought with him for so many years and have always been at a disadvantage. This time, I can see a hope of winning. "

Yang Ping felt chills run down her spine, as if she sensed the most terrifying thing from the laughter of the Primitive Heart Devil. It was neither killing intent nor foresight, but a kind of instinctive, pure terror.

"This is a chance given me by the Heavenly Dao!"

The Primitive Heart Devil fell into deep thought and muttered, "This is also my last chance. If I miss this chance, I will forever lose the chance of defeating Lei Feng.

Yang Ping turned and left.

However, Yang Ping had just flown out and immediately returned to her original position, as she tried again. The result was still the same. When she met the South Heavenly King and the other experts, they were only clones, but they still had the ability to destroy the world. The black robe in front of him was very likely to be the true body of the Heavenly King.

"You don't need to struggle anymore. If even you could escape from my domain, on what basis do I have to fight with Lei Feng for so many years? In this world, the ones who can escape deeper into my domain core are only a few. Your name is Yang Ping, right? "

Primitive Heart Devil asked.

Yang Ping saw that she could not escape, and asked: "Where is Zhu Xi?"

Primitive Heart Devil pointed towards the sky and a crystal coffin suddenly appeared, and a girl who was sleeping inside, was actually Zhu Xi who was looking for her painstakingly. She turned pale with fright and wanted to pounce on him to save him.

"Don't waste time."

Primitive Heart Devil waved his hand, and lightly struck Yang Ping. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to dodge the attack of the Heavenly King, and with a stuffy groan, all of the power in his body dissipated.

He reached out to grab it.

A hill appeared, and he wanted to escape through the air. However, how could he escape from the Primitive Heart Devil's palm? He said in surprise: "A Wujia Ridge's totem appearing in your body, is quite interesting."

He then made another grab.

A ray of golden light jumped out, wanting to cut through space and escape, but Primitive Heart Devil lightly tapped on the light, shattering it and saying: "A Five Elements Divine Needles's avatar, however it's still too weak."

Following that, the Primitive Heart Devil grabbed onto everything from Yang Ping. What he knew and what he did not know could not escape the control of the Heavenly King.

Looking at everything that had shattered and disappeared, Yang Ping's heart ached. At the same time, she gained a true understanding of the power of the Heavenly King. The enemy was too terrifying; there was no way to defend against him. After Primitive Heart Devil finished capturing him, she began to extract Yang Ping's bloodline.

A heart-piercing pain.

Yang Ping roared at the sky, her expression sinister, but she was still unable to stop the Primitive Heart Devil's silken cocoon's bloodline from being separated, as different colored bloodlines were being extracted out. The Primitive Heart Devil shook his head, and said with a tone full of disdain: "These mixed bloodlines, will only make you stop moving, although the power on the outside is not bad, but it's the end, wanting to achieve true Great Dao, is impossible."

After Yang Ping's bloodline was extracted, she became a cripple and laid on the ground, staring at the other party in anger.

It was as if Primitive Heart Devil didn't see Yang Ping's anger, she said: "As expected of a waste, useless thing. Forget it, I'm not interested in you, go die."

Saying that …

Primitive Heart Devil slapped his palm towards Yang Ping.0

Pfft!

Yang Ping's body was smashed into pieces, and she couldn't even preserve her soul.

A genius of his generation had vanished into thin air.

The instant he died.

Zhu Xi who was in the crystal coffin suddenly opened her eyes.

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