Meng Yutong remained calm and did not speak.
(╯^╰*) Hmph, a mere Rebel Disciple, trying to use this method to anger her. Did he really think she was some jealous shrew?
Lin Heng and the others headed straight for Purple Source.
Wen Zhou, who had been watching all this, could not help clenching his fists.
"Where exactly did that brat's domain come from? It can actually ignore a Buddhist cultivator's Immortal Restriction!"
"He must have something on him. If I can seize the opportunity he carries, then Sister Jiang will definitely..."
After half a day of traveling.
Everyone crossed several thousand li. The endless expanse of sand and earth was like stepping into the Sea of Death.
Thinking back to when they had been in the Western Wasteland, that suffocating feeling of seeing no end was still vivid before their eyes.
"Brother Heng, there seem to be people over there!"
"Oh... there really are!"
Following the direction Dugu Yueli's finger pointed, everyone narrowed their eyes and looked over. They saw several figures lying crookedly across the golden sand.
There were even some who had only half their heads exposed, their bodies already buried beneath the raging sand.
Everyone immediately headed toward those figures. When he clearly saw the face of the man lying unconscious on the ground, Lin Heng was stunned.
"Big brother-in-law?"
"Your Highness Prince Jing!"
Lin Heng cried out in shock and hurried forward to help him up. Looking at the green and purple bruises covering his body, it was as though he had been surrounded by Buddha statues and beaten with elbows.
Meng Yutong quickly handed over a pill.
Lin Heng fed him the pill, then pressed two fingers to the center of his brow. A dense, unending stream of Wood Force poured into his body.
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