frightfiction Chapter 1917
Chapter 1917
On the other side, Wang Tianye, who was to Li Lan's right, also came out of his manor and respectfully clasped his hands in greeting to Li Lan.
"Set off."
Li Lan put his hands behind his back and spoke in a booming voice.
This immediately invigorated Da Niu and Wang Tianye.
Immediately afterwards, three streaks of light rose from the fairyland and flew towards the training ground.
Meanwhile, in these other fairy realms, Xue Tu and Man Qiong were assigned to one of them.
These two have been at odds from the very beginning. As the saying goes, two tigers cannot share one mountain. Both of them are powerful divine servants in this assessment.
With Lei Yuxiao's death, only the two of them remain.
Without this tripartite balance of power and mutual confrontation, the equilibrium between the two was immediately broken, and neither could tolerate the other.
In just ten days, they fought more than a thousand rounds within the fairyland.
During this period, the one who was most enraged was Blood Butcher.
Because he had no intention of fighting against Manqiong.
But in his eyes, Manqiong was like a madman, always chasing him relentlessly, wanting to fight him to the death, and he couldn't refuse.
As a result, after agreeing to the final battle, Xiaoman in the fairy realm insulted him more than once.
"Useless! What a piece of trash! He can't even bring out the potential of my third eye, what a piece of garbage!"
That's still considered pleasant; the truly offensive and humiliating words are even more numerous.
A mere thousand rounds are nothing to a powerful divine servant; it's merely a fleeting moment.
After all, with their cultivation level, it would be normal for them to fight for half a year, so these ten days of fighting are nothing to worry about.
But for Blood Butcher, every second of those ten days was an agonizing ordeal.
And now he's covered in black lines, his face contorted in a grimace.
It was because he was almost driven to death by Man Qiong.
That's awful, absolutely awful! How could anyone in the world utter such vile language?
"Are you a cultivator or just an ordinary mortal?!"
This is the question that Blood Butcher most wants to ask Barbarian Sky.
Even when he was extremely angry, he couldn't bring himself to utter any foul language.
At this moment, Blood Butcher suddenly realized that his so-called bloodthirsty and murderous image was actually better than Man Qiong's; at least Man Qiong would never be so rude as to curse people.
Manqiong felt the same way, and every curse came from the bottom of his heart.
He wanted to recall the exhilarating feeling he had when his third eye was forced to unleash its potential after his battle with Li Lan, and he evolved into an ancient giant.
At that moment, he felt invincible and his cultivation level increased dramatically.
It was as if there were no living beings in this world who could rival him.
Even so-called quasi-god level experts were nothing more than ants in Man Qiong's eyes at the time, and were not worthy of standing in front of him at all.
Therefore, he desperately hopes to return to that state and go back to his peak.
The only one he took a liking to and thought had the potential to force him to his full potential, Blood Butcher, was beaten down by him like a madman, and could not bring him that fatal danger.
During this period, Manqiong even considered surrendering himself to Xue Tu more than once, hoping to force him to reveal his potential.
But whenever he had this thought, he would always sense a deadly crisis, a soul-deep fear.
It was as if if he were to actually do that, he would experience the most cruel pain in the world, and would even be doomed to die.
That feeling of death was not fake; it was extremely real.
Even before, when he faced Li Lan's terrifying cultivation level, he knew he was no match for her and that he would inevitably die.
But there was no such fear, as if as long as one's soul did not perish, there would be a chance to come back.