An Unexpected "Greeting"
Thinking of this, Chen Ling couldn't help but ask:
"Which world, which tiline are you the Lord of Hanging Jade from??"
As soon as these words ca out, everyone present looked at him blankly, seemingly not quite understanding the aning of this sentence... What did he an by 'which world'?
Chen Ling didn't have ti to explain at this mont. He just looked at the Lord of Hanging Jade's back, waiting for his reply.
The Lord of Hanging Jade was silent for a mont, then looked back at Chen Ling:
"The Red King won't let talk to you."
"...?"
Chen Ling's thoughts instantly stagnated for half a second. After all, this sentence sounded inexplicably absurd... But he quickly figured out the logic within and imdiately followed up:
"The Red King? Which Red King?"
The Lord of Hanging Jade didn't answer again.
His gaze fell on Ji Xuan in front of him again. Looking at himself who had absolutely no power fluctuations on his body and still carried a youthful childishness on his face, a trace of nostalgia flashed deep in his eyes...
Ji Xuan also stared blankly at this ridiculously handso self in front of him. His eyes shone like two lightbulbs:
"Old Lu... Old Lu! Did you see that? The future ... is a bit too handso..."
Hearing these words, the corners of the Lord of Hanging Jade's mouth curled up slightly for an instant, but he still tried hard to keep a straight face and asked coldly:
"...Is that so?"
"Mm-hmm-hmm-hmm." Ji Xuan nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
The Lord of Hanging Jade finally couldn't help but smile. "Do you want to beco as handso as ?"
"Of course!"
The Lord of Hanging Jade took out a blue-black thing that looked like a Fedora from an unknown place, and gently placed it onto Ji Xuan's head...
Buzz——!!
A terrifying air wave instantly erupted from around Ji Xuan, directly overturning the surrounding tables and chairs. Even the expressions of the several Nine Monarchs changed, and they staggered back a few steps!
At the sa ti, Ji Xuan violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight down like a zombie!
Seeing this scene, Lu Xun's and Yang Xiao's expressions changed!
"Ji Xuan!!"
A dazzling starlight and a sharp lightning blade whistled and pierced the air, directly passing over the fallen Ji Xuan and charging toward the Lord of Hanging Jade's face!
The Lord of Hanging Jade gently lifted his eyelids and bent his fingertips slightly...
Clang, clang——
With two crisp explosive sounds, the starlight and lightning blade shattered simultaneously. Lu Xun and Yang Xiao were also as if struck in the chest by so trendous force, groaning as they fell backward.
Among the several Monarchs who hadn't fully grown up yet, Yang Xiao and Lu Xun's combat power should be considered the strongest right now. But even they couldn't last a single move at the hands of the Lord of Hanging Jade. At this mont, everyone else's expressions were sowhat ugly.
Almost at the sa ti, a figure draped in a Theatrical Robe with a red base and black patterns appeared like a ghost behind the retreating Lu Xun and Yang Xiao.
He raised both hands and gently neutralized the residual force on these two people. This force only looked fierce, but actually wasn't very offensive. Had it not been so, Lu Xun and Yang Xiao would have probably died long ago.
Chen Ling released the two of them and walked forward slowly. As the hem of his Theatrical Robe fluttered without wind, a terrifying World-Ending aura directly collided against the Lord of Hanging Jade's Nine Monarchs aura. The two forces tore and churned in the cramped space!!
Those ruby-like eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at this Lord of Hanging Jade from the future, whose hostility or amity was unclear, and spoke in a deep voice:
"What... exactly do you want to do?"
A hurricane howled inside the tent, even directly uprooting the tent's support fras. As the entire tent was blown into the sky under the clash of their auras, the hearts of the other Monarchs trembled...
Was this, Chen Ling's true strength?
For most of them, it was their first ti seeing Chen Ling truly make a move. That suffocating World-Ending Oppressive Aura was like an insurmountable high mountain suppressing everyone's hearts... At this mont, they could be certain that even the strongest Divine Path Wielder on Earth in this era could not possibly be Chen Ling's opponent.
"I am not like that madman, I won't kill my past self with my own hands..." the Lord of Hanging Jade slowly spoke.
"I am just giving back what originally belonged to him."
Chen Ling was slightly startled.
What originally belonged to Ji Xuan?
Chen Ling seed to have realized sothing and looked down again at the unconscious Ji Xuan at the side... Ji Xuan's vitality indeed hadn't diminished in the slightest, but right now, inside his body, a unique power was brewing and churning.
Chen Ling was very familiar with that aura...
Red Star?
The Lord of Hanging Jade gave the Red Star Aspiration Power back to Ji Xuan?
Previously, Chen Ling had suspected that during the Nine Monarchs' exploration, the "Ji Xuan" who ca wasn't the real Ji Xuan at all, but the "Lord of Hanging Jade" who traveled back in ti from the future. It was precisely because of this that the real Ji Xuan never went to the exploration site at all, and naturally wouldn't possess the power of the Nine Monarchs.
But ever since going to the Civilization Embers and chatting with Shen Qingzhu, Chen Ling also knew that a single person couldn't bear two large portions of Red Star Aspiration Power. Since that was the case, how did the Lord of Hanging Jade, who already had a portion of Red Star Aspiration Power, absorb another identical portion of Red Star Aspiration Power at the exploration site?
Looking at it now, the Lord of Hanging Jade at the ti didn't absorb the Red Star Aspiration Power at all, but stored it away using so thod...
Until just now, when he returned that portion of Aspiration Power that originally belonged to Ji Xuan to him.
"You can actually store Red Star Aspiration Power??" Chen Ling looked at Ji Xuan in front of him in surprise. "How did you do it?"
Red Star Aspiration Power was incomparably mysterious, mysterious upon mysterious... Chen Ling couldn't even pick it up easily, yet the Ji Xuan before his eyes actually had a way to store it for so long? And say he would return it to Ji Xuan and just return it?
The Lord of Hanging Jade smiled faintly.
Holding the sword, his gaze slowly swept over Chen Ling and those old friends behind him. No one knew what he was thinking at this mont. And as the tip of the sword tapped lightly behind him, ti and space violently collapsed in the nothingness. Stirred by the sword blade, a ti channel visible to the naked eye erged behind him...
At this mont, Chen Ling only felt the flow of ti around him beca chaotic, very much like when he was in the Civilization Embers. But the chaos in the Civilization Embers was more like a seawater surging with undercurrents, while the Ji Xuan before his eyes had actually pierced out a whirlpool channel leading to the bottom of the deep sea with a single sword!
No one knew where this ti channel led to. Perhaps, that was the ti and space where the Lord of Hanging Jade was supposed to exist.
The Lord of Hanging Jade's clothes fluttered in front of the ti channel. He took one last deep look at Chen Ling...
Then he spoke leisurely:
"Chen Ling..."
"I say hello to you, on behalf of the Seventh-Generation Red King."
The mont he heard this sentence, Chen Ling's pupils violently constricted!
After saying this sentence, the Lord of Hanging Jade seed to have completed his final mission. He turned and stepped into the ti channel... And as his figure disappeared, the chaotic ti also recovered bit by bit, and the nothingness returned to tranquility, as if everything had never happened.
The pattering light rain still fell among the mountains of Shennongjia. That figure draped in a Theatrical Robe with a red base and black patterns was like a sculpture.
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