"So Brother Zhao has heard of the Burial Immortal Ruins too." Han Wu's expression was relaxed, and he said in a leisurely tone, "In that case, let's be frank with each other. This person is already mine. If you want to take him, you and I must have a contest first."
"You can have the person, but the treasure belongs to . Also, I have so questions for this person."
Zhao Sheng's expression was as calm as water. His gaze swept over the gray-robed old man on the ground and then rested on the ancient symbols erging on the wall of the tripod, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Han Wu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and his gaze also swept across the surrounding walls of the tripod. After pondering for a mont, he nodded and said, "This tripod cos from the Burial Immortal Ruins and possesses the power of capturing. It seems it's not an ordinary Spiritual Treasure. But since Brother Zhao has taken a liking to this treasure, I'll gladly offer it to you."
He was deeply wary of the enigmatic Zhao Sheng, so he was unwilling to create trouble and quickly agreed.
This unexpected agreent left Zhao Sheng slightly surprised.
The young woman in the green dress was anxious, opening her mouth several tis to speak but did not dare to dissuade due to her deep reverence for her leader.
Zhao Sheng nodded at her, then quietly rubbed his hands together, forming a blinding Thunder Light, which he hurled onto the surrounding walls of the tripod. It spread rapidly throughout the inner space, beginning a harsh process of refinent.
However, before long, an unexpected change occurred again!
The gray-robed old man lying on the ground suddenly began to tremble violently, and radiant beams of glazed light erged from the center of his forehead. Subsequently, a Light Man shrouded in clear light erged from within.
With a few steps, the Light Man transford into a seductive woman with flowing black hair draped over her shoulders.
As soon as the woman appeared, she instantly emitted an overwhelming pressure that enveloped the entire Treasure Tripod Space.
At the sa ti, a cold and indifferent gaze swept over the three of them.
The woman in the green dress was the first unable to withstand the sudden pressure, vomiting blood violently, her body collapsing, her eyes rapidly losing their luster. A humanoid Primordial Spirit faintly erged from her forehead, its surface covered with dense cracks like fragile porcelain.
Zhao Sheng's face slightly changed seeing this.
Han Wu had already lost his confident smile and exclaid in shock, "Returning to Void Splitting God!"
"You... dare to abduct people from my Immortal Cave! Such audacity!"
With this grim voice sounding, Zhao Sheng only felt a blur before his eyes. In the next instant, his surroundings underwent a trendous transformation, and he found himself in a strange world.
"Not good! This is the embryonic form of a Pocket World Domain! The opponent's cultivation is almost at Returning to Void Perfection. We must combine our efforts to break it quickly, or we will surely die," Han Wu's face changed dramatically, hurriedly transmitting his Divine Thought to Zhao Sheng, his tone slightly anxious.
This space was vast, spanning about a hundred and eighty miles, the ground and sky casting a dark red hue, giving an intense feeling of pressure, with the Void filled with heavy sinister chill, making one feel extrely suffocated.
At this mont, Zhao Sheng and the other two landed in the center of a grand square, surrounded by eighteen towering Square Obelisks, each a hundred yards high. The epitaphs were carved with reliefs of demon beasts, so ferocious and terrifying, others noble and sacred.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice these demon beast reliefs seed to be living creatures, their large eyes fixed intently on Zhao Sheng and the others, filled with an indescribable malice.
The vast mist beyond the square occasionally revealed giant Shadows, making the surrounding sky and earth seem exceedingly constricted.
Startled by this sudden change, Han Wu was overwheld with shock and hurriedly surveyed the surroundings, disregarding the woman behind him.
At that mont, the woman in the blue skirt lying on the ground began to inflate like a balloon, rapidly turning into a large one-yard size figure. Her skin stretched taut, rumbles echoed from within, with crimson spots rapidly spreading across her body, appearing extrely terrifying.
Zhao Sheng, seeing this scene, instinctively retreated, withdrawing rapidly to the edge of the square.
Han Wu was taken aback, a crystalline gleam flashing around him, and a crystalline Divine Light abruptly fell onto the green-skirted woman, striving to suppress the mutation within her.
Unexpectedly, as the Divine Light rely touched the woman's skin, her body suddenly exploded, with layers of scarlet vortices intermingled with mangled limbs and flesh swiftly covering a range of several hundred yards around.
The woman's Primordial Spirit could not even let out a single scream before being swept by a dark red blood light and absorbed into a Square Obelisk at the edge of the square, devoured in one gulp by the Four-winged Ice Phoenix within.
In an instant, the entire body of the Four-winged Ice Phoenix radiated brilliantly, its aura surging uncontrollably, its spirit body nearly breaking free from the stele's confinent, ready to soar into the sky.
Han Wu was taken aback, spitting out a mass of golden light, transforming into an ancient-patterned golden shield, which he placed before his chest.
And at that very mont, several massive demon beast reliefs truly detached from the stele, charging towards Han Wu with imnse sinister aura. Before they even arrived, boundless pressure enveloped the surrounding Void of Han Wu, making escape difficult.
Simultaneously, Zhao Sheng faced the onslaught of several demon beast giant spirits.
The square was pervaded by an inexplicable suppressive force, causing Zhao Sheng and Han Wu's Mana to circulate sluggishly, unable to escape and having no choice but to confront the demon beast assaults passively.
At this mont, Zhao Sheng's eyes transford into two Thunder Pools, and the void around him suddenly condensed into nine head-sized Thunder Balls, enveloped in purple light.
The nine swirling Thunder Balls transford into nine electric lights, silently landing on the giant spirits of the demon beasts rushing from all directions.
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