The Elysium Across D Chapter 359: Dancing With The Evil Queen Of The Three Holy F

Chapter 359: Dancing With The Evil Queen Of The Three Holy Flas Civilization

Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie remained silent. Then, with difficulty, they moved backward, quickly distancing themselves from that place.

Old Zhang was really shaless, blatantly setting them up to take the fall.

Wang Xuan's spine was broken and his chest caved in. His bones pierced into his organs, his limbs fractured, and even his fingernails were completely torn off. He left behind a trail of blood, it was indeed a pitiful sight.

He had never encountered such a formidable opponent before, it was rare for him to be like this. He seriously doubted if Old Zhang could defeat him. It was very unlikely!

Chen Yongjie's mouth was filled with blood foam, his arms were twisted into a pretzel-like shape. His chest was dented, and his two arms were barely hanging on by a thread of flesh. His arms were almost completely severed.

"Everyone, dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, let's all disperse. Why are you guys clinging to ? If we are destined to et, we will et again soday. Let's end it here today." said Zhang Daoling.

Zhang Daoling turned and walked away, but three flas followed and surrounded him. They were like campfires in the night or flas of a civilization spanning across ti and space.

The most unsettling part was that there were vague faces erging from the flas, staring at him blankly. As the scriptures floated down from the void, they burned and illuminated the surroundings.

Zhang Daoling was blocked and was unable to break free. He was unable to kill anyone.

"Old Zhang is in trouble!" Chen Yongjie transmitted his ssage.

"Don't worry about it, Old Zhang is a bit tricky, let's take care of ourselves first," said Wang Xuan while treating his injuries. This ti, it was too brutal for him. He counted his broken bone, and it tallied up to a total of fifty-eight bones.

Eight large holes were punctured in his internal organs, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat that soaked his hair. As he reset his bones, he pulled them outward from his organs, and blood gushed out instantly.

Crack!

With a little force, the bones connecting his arms broke into many pieces again. The bones hung down weakly on both sides of his body. It left his face pale.

Chen Yongjie was in a similar state. He struggled to reconnect his arms, and was sweating profusely from the pain. Then he corrected the collapsed chest bones which made a series of cracking sounds that were particularly harsh to hear.

"Don't give

a chance. If I catch you one day, I'll slowly smash you with the Big Black Sword!" Old Chen said with resentnt. It was too miserable.

"What's wrong with you two?" Zhang Daoling asked. With him being trapped there, he started to show his fake concern for the two of them.

"Your thods are quite similar to the unparalleled immortal or demon that was trying to kill us. Did you co up just to strangle us? Could it be you?" Wang Xuan spoke while looking at him suspiciously.

Old Zhang remained calm, saying, "If it were , would the two of you still be alive? You would've been crushed into two puddles of blood by

long ago."

He was quite confident, as if he could control the situation. He was disregarding the top experts of the world.

"I think you can't defeat him!" Wang Xuan spoke, then proceeded to provide a detailed description of the person wearing the silver mask. With his mory projection, he revealed the mans appearance.

"I don't recognize him. It's definitely not his true appearance, but he seems formidable. Perhaps he is truly the incarnation of an unparalleled immortal or demon." said Old Zhang.

Old Zhang nodded and showed a hint of surprise, he continued, "Impressive, you have so skills. Managing to survive under the control of such a person is quite remarkable."

Then, the three flas swayed, moving a few feet toward Wang Xuan's side, which surprised Zhang Daoling.

How is this possible?

He also decisively moved towards that side.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan signaled for Old Chen to quickly run away. That's a bunch of pits, both literally and taphorically. They really can't afford to ss with it!

Chen Yongjie was speechless.

Old Zhang, as a senior who has achieved the Tao, do you have any sha for using your juniors as your shield? We should just hurry up and run!

"Don't run, I'm telling the truth! The Three Holy Flas had existed since ancient tis. Generally, it engages in philosophical discussions with people and doesn't harm them. At most, it'll trap you for a year or so, no, maybe just ten days or half a month!" Old Zhang shouted from behind.

The two severely injured individuals ran until they reached the horizon. They ran until they could only vaguely see the three flas before stopping. The ordeal had caused more fractures, leaving them grimacing and coughing up blood.

Although they didn't want to pay attention to Old Zhang, they didn't dare to go too far. They feared they might encounter the strong individual wearing the silver mask again.

"First, let's heal our injuries. Old Chen, you can try to advance your cultivation," Wang Xuan suggested.

"I just broke through to the early stage of the Seventh Realm. I'm afraid of advancing too quickly and having an unstable foundation," Old Chen replied. After so consideration, he decided to advance to complete the Seventh Realm but not break through into the Eighth Realm. As he could deal with unpredictable dangers by enhancing his strength.

Then, he began to ingest the Sky Marrow. He carefully absorbed the bright liquid from the crystal.

Wang Xuan turned away, not wanting to watch. Images of Qi Cheng Dao licking the sa spot would always co to mind. It was quite nauseating.

He mobilized his vitality cell and began to repair his injuries. At that mont, silver substances rose from his Life Soil, spreading a purple mist that overflowed into his spirit and physical body. It repaired the bones and connected the tendons and ridians.

He had brought back a large amount of supernatural energy substances that was close to the truth from the Solidarity Void. It was still sufficient for now.

Of course, red substances shouldn't be used for healing as they're life-threatening. However, he still recklessly attracted a wisp from the Silver Beast Skin Scroll. He wanted to attempt body refinent in extre conditions, so that he could break through and then establish anew. Letting himself rebirth.

In the end, he wanted to smack himself twice.

The ancient people are truly deceiving! What do you even an by putting oneself in a dead-end before getting rebirth!

The pain had him rolling on the ground.

"Hmm, its effective, it toughened my will!" he reassured himself, resetting his bones, healing with his vitality cells. Silver light shimred at the corners of his eyes and brows, while purple mist billowed above his head.

He was eager to advance, but then he rembered that he hadn't even stopped at the eighth stage of cultivation, let alone furthered his comprehension and understanding. It was all too hasty.

"I should make good use of ti to accumulate!" said Wang Xuan.

It would be best to elevate his cultivation level in the near future. It would likely result in a life or death calamity, if he encountered that mysterious person wearing the silver mask again.

"Ummm, I'll refine a Buddha Dan, a Tao Dan, a Demon Dan, and a Mortal Dan Gathering six Golden Dan to construct the cycle of six Dan. It's not necessary to follow the five-colored Golden Dan path. Ill need my own extraordinary frawork." Chen Yongjie muttered to himself, having new ideas again.

"Co on, Little Chen, I believe in you. Hurry up and join us for a discussion. It might enlighten your thinking. Do you know what these flas are? They are the flas of mythical civilization, known as the Three Holy Flas!" Old Zhang called out.

Chen Yongjie was genuinely moved. He wanted to elevate his cultivation level now, but he felt he was lacking in comprehension. If he could refine himself within those flas, and ditate for several days, perhaps there would be real gains. He was willing to risk it all for cultivation.

"What Three Holy Flas? What I see clearly are Flas of Evil Spirit that are clustered up. Old Zhang, you're not being fair. Are you sure this is not the Three Evil Flas?!" Wang Xuan interjected.

At this mont, vague figures appeared near the three flas. There were figures of n and won, old and young. They were all dancing around the flas.

As for the flas themselves, each of them had a pale face that stared blankly at Zhang Daoling!

And just then, amidst the Evil Spirit, a beautiful woman dressed in ancient attire appeared. She seed to be from countless epochs ago, a primordial deity that exuded boundless enthusiasm as she reached for Zhang Daoling's arm. She invited him to dance together.

Wang Xuan widened his eyes suddenly, then he projected his consciousness to Chen Yongjie, urging him to watch the truth unfold together.

"Master Zhang is quite sothing. He's welcod everywhere he goes. Theres soone inviting him to dance here too?" Chen Yongjie exclaid through gritted teeth while enduring the pain.

Old Zhang's expression remained indifferent. He ignored the woman's advances. However, the pale faces within the flas glared at him, their expressions were hostile.

"Discuss it is. Im not afraid of you. Co on, I'm all ears. I'll sit here and ditate for a year or two if I have to, and I'll outlast you all!" Old Zhang said then he slamd the ground!

At this mont, even more female deities gathered around him. They were graceful in figure, and they emitted laughter like silver bells. They danced around him and occasionally reached out to touch his face and neck.

"No wonder everyone wants to be called an ancestor. This treatnt is unparalleled!" Old Chen remarked with emotion.

So female deities went to grab Old Zhang's hand, wanting to pull him up. They insisted on dancing together.

And at this mont, by the three holy flas. A young woman walked towards Wang Xuan and his group. She floated without touching the ground, and teleported. She appeared directly in front of them to pull Wang Xuan.

"What did you do, Old Zhang?!" Wang Xuan exclaid. He felt he was targeted as well.

"Huh?!" Old Zhang was quite surprised and said, "It seems you have sothing remarkable on you. Co over quickly and discuss Tao with them!"

"I'm not going!" Wang Xuan was flustered. This female deity could actually see him, even though he hadn't projected his spirit.

The female deity stood gracefully, like a figure from ancient tis. She wore a crown, and had a dignified look on her. Her every gesture and smile exuded charm, and her beauty was breathtaking.

Old Zhang glanced at her through a bronze mirror then sucked in a breath of cold air, and said, "Oh my, the one looking for you is the Evil Queen!"

"I" Wang Xuan was flustered. He couldnt believe that this extrely beautiful young woman was the Evil Queen of the ancient civilization of the Three Holy Flas.

"Then who are the three pale faces staring at you?" Wang Xuan quickly asked.

"They are the collective consciousness of the ancient spirits of the Three Holy Flas," Old Zhang said with a forced tone as the pale faces approached, staring at him.

It wasn't just one, but all three of them stared at him coldly. It made his spirit sowhat unstable.

"Kid, there's sothing on you that's attracting them. Co over here quickly, and I'll reward you!" Zhang Daoling shouted to him.

"What do I get in return?" Wang Xuan asked.

"What do you want?" Old Zhang countered.

"I want to kill that mysterious person wearing the silver mask!" Wang Xuan shouted.

Old Zhangs eyes widened. He felt that the reward was too hard to grant. He said, "What realm are you in, you guys are miles apart in cultivation!"

"But perhaps you can defeat him!" Wang Xuan suggested, delicately asking if he had any magical spells, talismans, or forbidden techniques to lend him, so he could deal with that mysterious person.

"Are you out of your mind?" Old Zhang shook his head.

"Then goodbye!" replied Wang Xuan. Accompanied by Chen Yongjie, he was about to leave.

"Co here!" Eventually, Old Zhang agreed, informing them that he could provide three types of talismans which were Mirror Light, Yang Ping Seal, and Dragon-Tiger Sword. When used, each would be equivalent to his own striking power.

Wang Xuan imdiately agreed joyfully, and followed the Evil Queen. He even dragged Old Chen along to be enlightened.

"I have an extraordinary scripture here thats unmatched in the world, but the cultivation thod is too difficult. It requires soone that is ntally different from ordinary people to master it, preferably soone with illness," said Wang Xuan.

However, before he could finish, Old Zhang's expression turned unfriendly. He said, "Are you monitoring ? Are you using modern technology to control my every move?!"

Wang Xuan was puzzled, he replied, "What's going on? Where did this co from? I've been isolated in outer space and haven't been outside. How could I monitor you?"

Then, Old Zhang threw him a diagnosis report.

Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie gathered together and carefully examined it. Both of them were surprised.

Old Zhang was actually diagnosed as a stage one ntal patient?

The expression on Wang Xuan's face was quite spectacular. In the end, he sighed and said, "This supre scripture truly ca into existence because of you. It was specially prepared for you!"

"Do you believe that I'm even more ruthless than that mysterious person wearing the silver mask? I could kill you right now!" Old Zhang said unkindly. He felt like the kid had insulted him.

"Let

give you a section of the scripture first. You can ponder upon it and try it out," said Wang Xuan as he generously offered the scripture, providing Old Zhang with a section of the scripture.

After a while, Old Zhang beca absent-minded, puzzled, then angry. He imrsed himself in it. He was actually studying it!

Soon after, Wang Xuan and Old Chen were both forcefully pulled by the Evil Spirits to dance together by the bonfire. Wang Xuan grinned, he felt a bit uneasy and uncomfortable.

In fact, not long after that, Old Zhang also t the sa fate. He was forced to dance by the three large pale faces.

Only after joining in did Wang Xuan realize that everyone was chanting scriptures while dancing!

At the sa ti, Fang Yuzhu, dressed in white, arrived at the entrance of this strange space, revisiting the familiar place.