The two people who came to the ruins of Fashen Palace were Ling Tianmiao and Ge Ling.
There has been no news from Yang Haoran since he separated from them.
The two of them have been paying attention to the situation in Fashen Palace.
The moment the explosion occurred, Ling Tianmiao's body was shaken and he was stunned.
"It's over, it's all over!"
Looking at Ling Tianmiao who was trembling all over, Ge Ling also felt nervous.
"Bald Ling, what are you talking about? Can you stop saying half of it?"
Ling Tianmiao kept looking in the direction of Fashen Palace from a distance, not looking at Ge Ling at all.
"Yang Haoran is finished, and so is the spiritual practice system in this secular world!
This time we have no choice but to return to the hidden world, otherwise it will be a disaster for the practitioners in an environment without any spiritual energy!"
Ge Ling frowned.
She is born with a foundation-building body and is more sensitive to changes in spiritual energy.
There was silence for a moment.
At the moment when the big explosion happened, Ge Ling felt that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was drained away.
Everyone rushed in the direction of Fashen Palace.
And that powerful explosion was entirely caused by the burning of spiritual energy.
An explosion consumes all the spiritual energy in the secular world.
From now on, the secular world is no longer a spiritually barren place, but has become a place of complete despair.
The disappearance of spiritual energy has little impact on ordinary people.
But the impact on practitioners is fatal.
The more advanced the cultivation level, the greater the influence.
The cultivation of all practitioners will stagnate and they will suffer nothing.
Moreover, due to the disappearance of spiritual energy, one will no longer have a lifespan far beyond that of ordinary people.
In up to thirty years, after the current group of practitioners die, there will be no new practitioners to replace them.
The upper limit of force in the secular world has plummeted.
In the days to come, being able to break through to the Qi Refining Stage will probably be the pinnacle of a practitioner.
Most of them can only practice to the level of dark strength and transformation strength of a warrior.
This consequence is very serious, but it will not be felt by people all at once, like boiling a frog in warm water.
But Ling Tianmiao said Yang Haoran was dead!
This made Ge Ling really hard to accept for a while.
"You said Yang Haoran is dead? What basis do you have for saying that?
Didn't you give your precious hidden pearl to Yang Haoran?
If the baby is really as magical as you said, how could Yang Haoran die?"
Ge Ling didn't want to believe it and desperately searched for the reason why Yang Haoran was alive.
Ling Tianmiao gave a bitter smile: "No treasure is omnipotent.
If Yang Haoran was attacked by an external force, the Hidden Escape Pearl would definitely be able to exert its original effect.
But the situation now is obviously different.
I am sure that Yang Haoran detonated this explosion on his own initiative.
Since he took the initiative to detonate it, he couldn't escape in advance, otherwise it would be impossible to complete it.
And such a powerful explosion is countless times more powerful than mankind's most powerful weapons.
The temperature of the heart is estimated to be tens of thousands of degrees.
Not to mention Yang Haoran, even metal will melt and disappear in an instant!"
Ge Ling frowned even more tightly.
To be honest, she didn't have much doubt about Ling Tianmiao's words.
But still holding on to a last glimmer of hope.
"How can you be sure that Yang Haoran detonated this explosion on his own initiative?
Isn’t it Stankar, or is it an accident?”
Ling Tianmiao smiled bitterly: "It's impossible.
Both Yang Haoran and Stankar have very strong control.
So there is absolutely no chance of an accident happening.
As for Stankar, haha, his strength is much higher than Yang Haoran.
Do you think it is necessary for a strong man to play such an exciting game when facing a weak man?"
Ge Ling fell completely silent, having nothing to say.
She had begun to admit in her heart that Ling Tianmiao's inference was correct and Yang Haoran should really be dead.
But even so, Ge Ling still hopes to confirm it herself.
"We should go over there and take a look."
Ling Tianmiao looked cautious: "Don't be anxious yet.
Does anyone know what happened to Stankar?
There's a high probability that that guy won't die.
Let’s wait and see for a few days. If it’s safe, it won’t be too late to go.”
This wait is five days.
It was only after confirming that there was no news from Stankar that the two men secretly crossed the cordon of the Geely Kingdom and entered the ruins of the God of Law Palace.
Because the intensity of the explosion was so great, almost all of the victims were dead.
Moreover, the vast majority of them are foreigners, and the Gili authorities have no plans to collect the bodies of the deceased pilgrims.
A large number of rotting corpses were buried under the broken earth and rocks, and they were emitting an extremely unpleasant smell.
Mixed with the thick smell of blood, it made people sick.
Fortunately, Ling Tianmiao and Ge Ling used Qigong to hold their breath as soon as they came in.
If you are an ordinary person, you will never dare to take a step without wearing protective clothing.
Ge Ling stood on a hill made of rubble. The hill had turned dark red.
All were soaked in the blood of the victims.
Looking at the devastation everywhere, a cold wind blew through Ge Ling's hair, making her feel a desolate chill.
She couldn't help but tremble in her delicate body, and her eyes shrank.
Ge Ling bit her lower lip, already feeling the pain.
He slowly raised his right hand and pointed at the deep valley that was a hundred meters deep not far away.
"Is that valley the original location of the Fashen Palace?"
Ling Tianmiao turned around and nodded.
"Yes, that's right there."
"Hiss! That turns out to be a mountain!"
A picture appeared in Ge Ling's mind.
The original Fashen Palace was built on a mountain with a height of 100 meters.
It can be considered tall and majestic, and now!
Not only was it razed to the ground, it was even turned into a valley as deep as a hundred meters!
One can imagine how intense the explosion was at that time!
An explosion of such intensity is indeed what Ling Tianmiao said, even the metal will be completely melted.
What's more, Yang Haoran is just a flesh and blood body!
Thinking of this, Ge Ling's delicate body trembled.
He couldn't help but look around everywhere.
Everywhere he looked, there was a mess.
It's a completely hell-like scene on earth.
"Why!"
Ling Tianmiao sighed and shook his head.
"Don't try too hard, there won't be any results, it's more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
I think it would be more serious to buy more paper money and burn it to Yang Haoran.
Let him live a good life there."
Ge Ling was silent and felt very depressed.
At this time, I have to admit that the last bit of luck was shattered.
He could only sigh and left the ruins of Fashen Palace with Ling Tianmiao.
What the two people didn't know was that just beneath the ground they passed just now, there was a terrifying aura that was very familiar to them.