Dongshazhou, on the border of the Kingdom of Sha.

In a cave more than 500 meters above the ground, a fragile glimmer kept flashing in the darkness.

The fragile light was the martial will of the fifth prince. After being severely damaged by Fang Xingjian, his current strength was not as strong as an ordinary knight, especially his body was destroyed, and his will was constantly dissipating and weakening.

However, in this underground cave, gray light emitted a burst of resentment and hatred, and screams rushed towards the fifth prince, constantly repairing the fifth prince's injuries, and even enhancing his strength bit by bit.

After seven days and seven nights like this, he had entered the level of the title knight again in a blink of an eye, and then he recovered his strength all the way, becoming a demigod level, and continued to sprint towards the god-level powerhouse.

After all, the fifth prince's realm is there. As long as the power of martial arts will continue to recover, the power of the god-level is naturally regained.

On the other side of the cave, a mysterious woman in the palace dress was covered with a veil. She was Princess Virgo, the mother of the fifth prince.

Next to her was a man wearing a white robe and a crown with a mysterious and distant aura, just like an ancient giant god. Especially on the man's skin, it made people feel extremely dry and desolate, just like the desert above his head.

This person is the current master of the Kingdom of Sands, the Pope of the Holy Fire Cult.

The Kingdom of Sand is established by religion, and the person in power is the Pope of the Holy Fire Cult. The emperor can be changed every year, but there is always only one Pope.

This Pope of the Holy Fire Sect commands hundreds of millions of people in the desert, and countless countries are even more than Alexander in terms of resources. He also possesses the inheritance of the founder of the Sand Kingdom and the Blood Sea Heavenly Lord. His cultivation is unfathomable and has not taken action for more than thirty years.

No one knows how strong the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect is, because he is a godlike existence above the desert, no one dares to attack him, nor does he need to attack anyone.

The Pope of Holy Fire said lightly: "This is a thousand-year-old battlefield ruin. For thousands of years, I don't know how many powerful people's martial arts will have been transformed into information and retained here. Strengthening it with the power of the thousand-year-old soul is indeed very fast, but aren't you afraid that he will become a madman?"

"If you can't even pass this test, you're not worthy of being my son." Princess Villa said coldly.

"It won't fail." Just as the two of them were talking, another female voice came from behind them. In the blue light, the chaotic witch Lamia walked out.

The Pope of the Holy Fire narrowed his eyes: "The Witch of Chaos..."

This time, it was precisely because of the witch of chaos that the princess and the Holy Fire Pope united to help the fifth prince restore his strength.

"Witch of Chaos, as far as I know, the 'adventure' of the fifth prince has always been related to you. What? Is he the one you chose?" Pope Holy Fire asked lightly.

The witch of chaos, Ramia, smiled, and her smile revealed endless mystery. Her figure was like smoke and phantoms, shuttled through the stone walls of the cave, and even passed through the bodies of the princess and the pope without any barrier.

The princess and the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect who saw this scene became even more serious. Even they could only see and hear the witch of chaos, but their martial will could not scan the other party's existence at all.

Hearing the question of the Pope of the Holy Fire Cult, a silver bell-like laughter came from the mouth of the witch of Chaos: "He will not just fall into the quagmire like this, but will rise again, and even rise again after setbacks, achieving higher achievements than before. This is destiny, the future, and cannot be disobeyed or changed."

Listening to the mysterious murmur from the mouth of the witch of Chaos, the Pope of the Holy Fire did not speak, and Princess Ramia, who was beside him, said coldly: "You said so before, but now his skills have been crippled by Fang Xingjian, and even Alexander was unable to do anything to Fang Xingjian. What should I do?"

"Some variables did appear on Fang Xingjian." The witch of chaos said slowly: "But under the guidance of fate, this is meaningless.

In fact, if it weren't for the evil god ritual, those witch kings or Alexander were willing to fight for injuries, they could still suppress Fang Xingjian."

"Then let him grow?" Princess Lamia's words contained anger: "You have seen how fast he grows up. If you let him go, you may not be able to surrender him in the future. It will be too late to that time."

Listening to the conversation between Ramia and the Witch of Chaos, the Pope of the Holy Fire beside him was a little dissatisfied. As the master of the entire Sand Kingdom, he had already reached the fifth level of the god level. In the decades of invincible years in the Sand Kingdom, he had developed his extremely arrogant and proud character. In his opinion, the whole world is more powerful than him, and I am afraid there are only one or two people.

He watched Alexander and his entire empire with a joke-looking mentality.

As for a lot of information, Fang Xingjian's swordsman is very skilled and powerful, he doesn't take it much seriously. As the master of billions of people in the entire Sand Kingdom, he has been invincible for too long.

In his opinion, it was nothing more than the witch kings and Alexander's mutual concern and restraint, which gave the Fang Xingjian an opportunity to take advantage of. Even compared to Alexander and several witch kings, he believed that he was not inferior to the other party, and he should even be a little stronger than the other party.

His mentality was also seen by Princess Lavia and said lightly: "Hisser Pope, don't underestimate Fang Xingjian. This person has the best swordsman talent in the world, and his future will be burdened with the fate of two worlds, not to mention that his relationship with your Sand Kingdom is not good, right?"

The Pope of the Holy Fire Cult smiled disapprovingly: "If Fang Xingjian dares to come to my country of sand, I will not be as polite as Alexander."

The princess frowned and was secretly unhappy with the other party's arrogance. Unfortunately, the fifth prince still has to rely on the other party to restore and enhance it, so she can only secretly remember it in her heart.

The witch of chaos said: "After the fifth prince succeeds, please bear with it for the time being. Only when the eldest prince, Shang, and Pluto are ready can he take the initiative to suppress Fang Xingjian."

While speaking, she thought to herself: "The Fang Xingjian is probably still difficult to suppress, but these people took action together, which was enough to greatly weaken him. Otherwise, the Fang Xingjian would be too powerful, which would be detrimental to the opening of the Ring of Time."

At this moment, it was like thousands of ghosts crying and the wind was swept wildly, and the entire underground cave was filled with countless crying undead spirits. The fifth prince seemed to step out of the gate of hell, and his bulging green eyes flashed from his eyes.

"Don't worry..." Every time he said something, it seemed like millions of people were shouting: "From today, I will never underestimate Fang Xingjian any more. Without complete confidence, I will not take action.

Brother, there are also Shang and Uncle Pluto. Unless they are all ready, I will join them in and kill Fangxingjian."

But at this moment, the Holy Fire Master suddenly changed his face. Under the whim, his whole person turned into a fire and rushed towards the fifth prince.
Chapter completed!