There turns out to be a barrier on this grassland!
The Holy Aunt took a step back in shock. What kind of barrier was so powerful that it could hide all the aura? Even a Xuan-level illusionist like her couldn't detect it?!
On the grass, the handsome man slowly raised his head, stared at the holy aunt with his long and narrow eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, and asked lazily: "Are you that holy aunt?"
The holy aunt was about to be happy that she had caught something, but when she saw Yan Lie's face clearly, her legs suddenly went weak, her whole body was shaking like a sieve, she couldn't help but kneel down, and her voice was frightening: "Two... two... two
Prince..."
Her face was ashen.
Yan Lie smiled lazily, with boundless charm. He stretched out a slender finger and put it between his lips and said "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh", looking down at Leng Mei who was sleeping soundly in his arms, with endless affection in his mouth: "Don't
Wake her up."
The holy aunt was sweating like rain, and her face was ashen.
Yan Lie gently placed the sleeping Leng Mei on the grass, carefully covered her with his own clothes, and then stood up and slowly walked towards the kneeling Saint Aunt.
He walked up to her, condescended and asked with a half-smile: "Do you know my identity?"
The Holy Aunt was trembling all over, and she knelt down stammering: "Slave... I accidentally met the second prince on the rooftop ten years ago..."
She still remembers that night ten years ago.
That night, there were no stars or moon, and the strong wind blew through the vast palace, bringing a strong ominous atmosphere. Ten years ago, she was a humble saint who worshiped the artifact. She slept until midnight and felt the signs of the sky.
Something was wrong, so I quickly got up and went to the rooftop to check.
That night, there was no one on duty at the rooftop. Feeling uneasy, she walked up the tens of millions of steps, step by step, to the prayer platform at the highest point of the rooftop.
She didn't know why she was here. It seemed that there was a mysterious force that made her get closer.
When she quietly stepped onto the last step made of jade, she couldn't help but be shocked. She saw ten heavenly masters wearing large, snow-white robes, who usually held the highest status, forming a circle on the rooftop and kneeling to pray to heaven.
.
The powerful spiritual power of prayer resounded through the dark sky with a strange sound. Every heavenly master closed his eyes tightly and tried his best to stimulate the powerful spiritual power in his body to form a huge halo.
And in the center of this halo, sitting upright was a young man in red clothes like fire. She could never forget his situation at that time.
Ten years ago, the young man's appearance was breathtakingly handsome, with his black hair flying behind him, and his dark eyes as if there were two flames jumping and burning. He sat motionless in the halo, letting the halo sweep him away.
Shrouded...bound!
She was suddenly shocked, this turned out to be... turned out to be...
seal!
Ten heavenly masters are working together to seal his power!!!
She stared blankly at the young man in red who was less than twenty years old. Who was he? He could actually alert ten heavenly masters to use all their strength to seal his power?!
As far as she knows, sealing power is the harshest and most painful punishment in Yunhuang Continent. Just imagine that every illusion practitioner has worked hard to practice illusion and fighting skills just to gain power. And this process of gaining power
Hard and long.
If the power is sealed, it will be more painful than killing the cultivator himself.
Did this young man make any mistake? Or did he offend someone in the Haosheng royal family? He actually prayed to ten of the most powerful heavenly masters on the Yunhuang Continent to seal his power in the middle of the night at Wangtiantai?!
