752: C752 Meng Xuan Is Dead

C752 Meng Xuan Is Dead

A person slowly walked out of the black fog. He had a pair of hands behind his back. He had white hair and white eyebrows. His appearance was very feminine and his temperament was quite evil. He looked to be in his twenties. However, no one dared to look down on him because he was the immortal king of the sea of stars.

The Soul Immortal King was a legend; when he was at the Empyrean God level, he entered the sea of stars. Soon after, he discovered that the sea of stars was his blessed spot. Because this was an ancient battlefield with endless ghosts, there were even many broken ancient Heroic Spirits and even the Pool of Rebirth. As a result, the Soul Immortal King's cultivation speed was extremely fast, and in a short period of time, it reached the Immortal King Fruit.

However, the only price he had to pay was that his Echelon had been altered, and he couldn't leave the sea easily. This was because the ordinary light rays from the outside world were extremely fatal, capable of illuminating him to death.

The doctor stopped in his tracks and looked at the Soul Immortal King with hope.

"Alright, I'll take a look. Don't disturb me from now on." The Soul Immortal King's eyes were filled with impatience as he waved his hands in the air. Immediately, a black, fog-like ghost flew over from the distance.

Looking at her face and figure, who else could it be other than Meng Xuan?

The ghost's eyes were dull without the slightest trace of intelligence. As the black mist neared, it disappeared before it even landed in the hands of the Soul Immortal King.

"See? This is a remnant soul. It has already dissipated into the air before it even gets close. It doesn't even have the chance to reincarnate anymore. Its true soul has completely vanished." You don't even have the chance to enter my Rebirth Pond. " The Soul Immortal King turned and rushed into the black mist, "Meng Xuan is dead!"

The hundreds of people were stunned on the spot. Some were regretful, some were sorrowful, but most of them were excited.

Everyone could see with a glance that the ghost was Meng Xuan's last evidence for his existence in this world. Even if he wasn't summoned by the Soul Immortal King, it would dissipate in a short period of time.

Six hours later, this news had spread throughout the entire Middle Kingdom and the Western Orthodoxy.

After Ksitigarbha heard this, he went into a daze for a long while before letting out a long sigh, "Sigh, many calamities have occurred."

Hong Zheng, on the other hand, was calm. "He will come back."

When Xiao Huang, Su Chang, and Yao Qingcheng heard this, their tears fell like rain. They had just reunited not long ago, did he really die?

Su Qian recovered from his closed door cultivation. He was dressed in white, and looked very helpless. He looked at Hong: "Meng Xuan is fine, right?"

The crying of the three women made Hong Zheng a little upset. He said coldly, "He is fine, don't you guys understand?"

Su Qian's face went pale for a long time, almost on the verge of collapse.

Hong, seeing this, didn't have the heart to rage again. He coldly said: "Don't worry, he will come back."

"Meng Lang is dead. I've become a widow."

In the Western Orthodoxy, the Phoenix girl was in closed door cultivation, and upon hearing this news, her breathing became sluggish.

"He died just like that?" The phoenix girl found it hard to accept this. She had yet to settle the score with Meng Xuan, and had yet to seek revenge.

In the Fallen Devil Abyss, Immortal King Wutong woke up in a daze, her face extremely haggard. She could only lie on the stone platform and fully seal her own Qi, using it to maintain her divine body's functions.

If she didn't find the Chaotic Lands within ten years, her cultivation base would drop to the peak. Within twenty years, she would have no chance at all to take another step forward. Within thirty years, she would be completely withered and dead.

An Immortal King, remembering that he only had a few decades of life, was also sad.

In the depths of the Fallen Devil Abyss, the demon insect with two wings on its back and two horns on its head suffered a great panic as it flew towards its old nest. In its subconscious, its nest was the safest.

In the old nest, not only were there unmatched divine insects, but there was also that godlike mother insect. As its wings trembled, its body paused for a moment. A perplexed look flashed in its eyes. It felt as if something had appeared in its mind, but it quickly disappeared. Its intelligence was still low, and it could not even speak. It did not think too much and flew towards the depths of its nest.

Not long after, it arrived at the land of the Fallen Devil Abyss. But in a few places there was light. One was a river, flowing with golden blood. It flowed down from the void into the distance.

There was also a piece of land with countless plants growing on it, but none of them dared to approach it. That was because there was a small grave there, and in front of the grave was a Wordless Monument.

He was not afraid of the small grave, it was afraid of the pangolin that would often crawl out of the grave. It would stick out its tongue and poke its head into their lair, and in the blink of an eye, it could take away its endless kinsmen.

That pangolin seemed to be guarding the tomb beast, and it was fortunate that it knew how to control itself. It would only come once in a while, otherwise its entire race would have been exterminated.

In the distance, it could already see its own lair. It was a huge lair that was built on the ground. A cave entrance appeared, and the demonic insects entered. In the center, there were all sorts of winding nests, extending to who knew how far.0

The cave was extremely dry. After entering, there were still many demonic insects that were busy going in and out. It seemed that they were very busy.

Its lair was a 10 foot square cave. After entering, it hid within. The spider almost caught it and scared it to the point of peeing.

Just as it was panicking, an obscure voice reached its ears. It sounded very stiff. It was a command from the sixth generation King of Insects!

Its body trembled. Although its consciousness was not yet independent, it was already able to understand the command — all demonic insects, gather at the meeting hall.

The demonic insect felt a wave of grief. Every time this happened, it knew that it was about to have tens of thousands of its clansmen disappear. Because this was the day the pangolin was coming to look for food.

The Bug King seemed to have reached an agreement with the pangolin, and would come here every once in a while to let it gather properly.

Six generations of bug kings would definitely not be foraged for food, so the unlucky ones would still be these ordinary demonic insects.

The meeting hall was a vast underground karst cave. Within it, there were endless stalactites dripping with nectar.

It didn't want to leave, but another order came, "All of the people who survived this time will be allowed to enter the Celestial Lake Pool!"

Upon hearing about the Celestial Opening Pool, the demonic insects became excited. This was because this was an opportunity to evolve into a seventh generation demonic bug. Once he evolved into a seventh generation demonic bug, he would be able to hide and look for food in the future.

Thinking of this, a look of hope appeared in its dull eyes. After a moment of hesitation, he flew out and arrived at the wide underground cave.

Hundreds of thousands of demonic insects had already gathered inside the cave. The sound of flapping wings, hissing and screaming echoed out one after another. On the top of the cave, there was a 1000-foot-long hole, where there were still droplets of saliva.

That hole was the hole where Pangolin foraged for food!

Thousands of six generations of demonic insects were hiding in the distance, watching everything. The sixth generation Demon Worm's entire body was purplish-gold in color. Its body was as if it was cast, and it was brimming with a sense of power.

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