Ying Huanhuan her breath and concentrated, not daring to even have a thought, worried that if she had any thoughts and her Mental Energy dissipated, Ling Qingzhu would sense it.
At that moment, a figure suddenly straddled Xiang Yun.
Although only the lower half was visible, Ying Huanhuan recognized Ling Qingzhu by the color of the skirt.
Ying Huanhuan tightly clenched her hands to cover her mouth.
Are we going to get found out?
But she found that Ling Qingzhu didn't react at all, as if she wasn't even there.
Ying Huanhuan sensed it gently.
She discovered that she couldn't seem to sense Ling Qingzhu and Xiang Yun's presence either; she could see them, but couldn't feel them.
It was as if she were in another dimension.
How did you do that?
Ying Huanhuan was astonished; this Xiang Yun wielded far too much power.
This is clearly an extremely skillful use of space.
" The Desolate Energy isn't anything special; it's easy to master. It's just that I'll be going back to the palace soon, and I won't be able to see you again."
Ling Qingzhu's voice carried a hint of gentleness.
Ying Huanhuan shivered. Was this the Ling Qingzhu who had previously snapped at her with such a cold voice?
Why does her voice sound so sweet and sticky, like she's eaten honey?
What do you mean by "I can't see you anymore"? Do you really love me that much?
Ying Huanhuan pursed her lips, but her face was full of gossip.
She loved watching amusement, especially since this object belonged to Ling Qingzhu.
But Xiang Yun had such methods that he almost sent her into another dimension.
How can even sounds get in?
Or is it that it can only block out breath, but not sound or other disturbances?
Suddenly.
Xiang Yun and Ling Qingzhu suddenly stood up.
The two men's actions Ying Huanhuan.
She then saw Xiang Yun place his hands on Ling Qingzhu's hips, lift her up, and walk towards another place.
Ying Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get out from under the table.
She felt a force forcibly stopping her.
She couldn't help but touch it, and felt a hard texture.
"No, you..."
Ying Huanhuan was about to angrily berate this guy for not letting her out earlier!
But realizing that his voice could travel, he quickly shut his mouth, though his face was full of anger.
'I'm not going to stay here until they're done, am I?'
Ying Huanhuan has never eaten pork, hasn't she at least seen a pig run?
Judging from their behavior just now, they're probably trying to pursue the Dao of Yin and Yang.
Am I supposed to hide under this table?
Even though she's supposed to comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture tomorrow, is Ling Qingzhu really that confident that Xiang Yun will help her?
"Alright, let's wait. At least they're not here."
Ying Huanhuan a small sigh.
Suddenly, faint sounds drifted over, their seductive tones causing Ying Huanhuan's pretty face to flush red.
What kind of situation is this? I've been passively eavesdropping like this?
Ying Huanhuan covered her ears, but quickly and quietly released her hands.
A question lingered in my mind.
Is Xiang Yun really that powerful?
This is practically treating Ling Qingzhu like she's not even human!
One day later.
Xiang Yun looked at Ling Qingzhu, who had already fallen into a deep sleep. Ling Qingzhu was now completely unable to withstand his onslaught.
The Heavenly Overlord Body is still too terrifying.
The Ancient Sacred Body, which is on par with it, can stir up the Great Emperor Xihuang, so the Azure Heaven Overlord Body is naturally not weak either.
He put on a long robe and trousers, then left the cultivation room and went to the main hall.
He casually opened the world barrier he had created under the table using the power of the world.
But they found that Ying Huanhuan hadn't come out.
This made Xiang Yun frown slightly. He had tried this ability once before, and it actually came from the source of the Heavenly Battle Body.
It was something I comprehended through the Qiankun Battle Body.
It's no longer just about creating a defense that contains a space on one's own body.
Instead, it can directly attempt to transform into something akin to a world barrier.
He estimated that once his cultivation level reached a higher level, he might even be able to attempt to create a world.
There shouldn't be any problem.
This made Xiang Yun tense up. "I hope she doesn't die inside!" He went over and found Ying Huanhuan leaning against the table, her face flushed and her expression dazed.
"Wake up."
Xiang Yun was speechless. He casually unleashed a burst of Yuan energy, Ying Huanhuan immediately regained consciousness.
A pair of bright eyes looked at Xiang Yun, and she quickly came to her senses and crawled out from under the table.
Are you done?
"Hmm, how much time has passed?"
Xiang Yun glanced under the table; the water stains reflected slightly in the light of the luminous stone.
Xiang Yun raised an eyebrow. "Even the miners are here?"
Ying Huanhuan's face flushed red, and without saying a word, she hurriedly left, seemingly worried that Xiang Yun would eat her alive.
The next day.
Deep within the Desolate Hall.
There is an enormous mountain peak.
The mountain peaks appeared withered and yellow.
The mountain peaks were devoid of any greenery, appearing from a distance like a desolate wasteland.
Above this mountain peak, the mighty Pill River roars past.
Ying Xuanzi, Yi Taiqing, and Hong Wuji stood in mid-air, their power surging forth. At the same time, a large number of Nirvana Pill appeared before Yi Taiqing and Hong Wuji, frantically pouring into the Pill River.
The Pill River is rapidly expanding its coverage area.
Vast streams of Nirvana Qi were pouring down, looking as if a giant hole had been torn open in the Milky Way...
The Nirvana Qi surged down like a torrent, finally pouring down upon that enormous mountain peak.
Buzzing.
And irrigated by the Pill River.
The entire structure began to tremble, and loose stones kept falling down.
At the summit, huge cracks began to appear.
Whoosh!
As the mountain peak underwent a dramatic change, countless whooshing sounds of wind quickly echoed from the surrounding sky. Within just a few minutes, the surrounding sky, giant trees, and the mountain peak were all affected.
It was almost entirely occupied by a dense sea of people.
The once tranquil mountain forest suddenly became incredibly bustling.
All sorts of noises converged and spread out in a jarring manner, even shaking away the clouds in the sky.
"It's finally open! This time, we must comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture! Everyone, please pass it on!!"
"If the people of the Primordial Hall can comprehend it, then our Dao Sect certainly can too. You must know that the Great Desolation Tablet is our Dao Sect's most treasured artifact."
"Hard to say..."
"It's hard to say which side you're on!!"
The Great Desolation Tablet opens periodically, each time offering the most hope, only to end in disappointment each time.
But this time...
Xiang Yun's enlightenment of the Great Desolation Scripture gave hope to the disciples of the Dao Sect; perhaps the Great Desolation Tablet had simply been dormant before.
After all, the Great Desolation Tablet has been around for so long, it's normal for some problems to arise.
If Xiang Yun can comprehend it, surely the people of the Dao Sect can't either?
This time, it's the most promising one yet!
Ying Xuanzi, however, looked at the Great Desolation Tablet and muttered to himself, " Great Desolation Tablet, considering that our Dao Sect has worshipped you for so many years, shouldn't you finally send a disciple?"
Hong Wuji looked at the Nirvana Pill he was using with some reluctance, as their Primordial Hall was a major consumer of resources.
If it weren't for the fact that there were two people from their Primordial Hall this time, they would have suffered a huge loss.
Yi Taiqing, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind; her purpose wasn't to talk about this Great Desolation Scripture.
Their Supreme Induction Art from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace is the most powerful.
She agreed to the three exchanges simply to see how Xiang Yun was doing, but little did she know that Xiang Yun was even more mysterious than she had imagined.
Now that the goal has been achieved, whether Ling Qingzhu can comprehend it or not is up to fate.