A few days later, a piece of shocking news spread like a violent storm to every corner of the Beiming Land.
"The person who ascended the ninth-level ladder to heaven, held the divine bow over the full moon, and just became the Piaomiao Holy Son, was actually the young man who suppressed the Wu family's divine body and the Xiaopeng King Zhou Tong under the surface of Kunpeng's world!"
"The ancestor of the Zhou family took action, and the spiritual sea of the misty saint son was shattered, and now he is a useless person!"
"It is rumored that the physique of Holy Son Piaomiao is the same as that of the God King Ling Changkong who amazed an era a hundred thousand years ago. No wonder even the divine body was suppressed by him!"
"That day outside the Yaochi Immortal Palace, Saint Piaomiao used some unknown means to kill the spiritual body of the ancestor of the Zhou family. News spread within the Zhou family that the ancestor of the Zhou family has greatly reduced his cultivation!"
"It's amazing! The ancestor of the Zhou family is a powerful saint, a powerful being in this world. Even if he is just a spiritual body, his cultivation is far beyond that of a strong person in the creation realm. I didn't expect that the Piaomiao Holy Son could actually kill his spiritual body.
Kill, how did you do it?!"
"Having the same physique as God King Ling Changkong, suppressing the divine body, Xiaopeng Wang Zhou Tong and other contemporary talents should have amazed the world, but unexpectedly, they died before they could fully grow up. Now, Piaomiao Palace
I’m afraid I’m going crazy!”
"What a pity. If not for this, in a few years, the Piaomiao Holy Son will sweep across his generation and suppress all the powerful ones. The divine body Wu Lingfeng, Xiaopeng King Zhou Tong and others will not be able to resist it. But now, the spiritual sea is completely destroyed, even if there is a peerless
The physique will eventually be submerged in the long river of time."
As soon as the news came out, the whole world was shocked, and some people couldn't help but feel sorry for Mo Wangchen.
The physique of a god king is unparalleled from ancient times to the present. In the long history of the Beiming Land, the most amazing emperor was Ling Changkong a hundred thousand years ago. His body became a saint, and the world called it the body of a god king.
One hundred thousand years later, in the land of Beiming, a young genius finally appeared. He had the same physique as Ling Changkong. He was supposed to be outstanding in his talent, rise strongly and amaze the world, but unexpectedly, he was strangled in the cradle before he could rise.
It's really a pity.
And as time went by, this news, like a violent storm, swept through every corner of the Beiming Land.
Ten days later, another great shock occurred in the land of Beiming. Everyone was shocked. The Piaomiao Holy Lord, a powerful person of this generation, came to the Zhou family!
"The Piaomiao Holy Lord came to the Zhou family with force. The Zhou family was completely destroyed, with countless casualties. The entire family was a hundred miles in radius and collapsed three feet!"
"The Zhou family's ancestor's spiritual body was beheaded and his cultivation level was greatly reduced. He is no longer a match for the Piaomiao Holy Lord. If the Zhou family's imperial soldiers had not been used to repel the powerful enemy in the end, I am afraid that the entire clan would have been stained with blood!"
"In the past ten thousand years, there has never been a scene where the Holy Lord and the powerful have fought against each other. The battle that day was earth-shattering. Those clan members with low cultivation levels in the Zhou family were directly wiped out by the waves emanating from the battle.
Really amazing!”
…
The land of Beiming is in complete chaos. Everything that has happened during this period has caused a huge sensation.
However, at this moment, Mo Wangchen had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
At this moment, he was lying quietly on a big bed. The blood on his body had long been wiped away, but his breath was weak and his face was still as pale as snow.
Beside him, a little girl had been waiting here for an unknown amount of time with tears in her eyes.
"Um!"
While sleeping, Mo Wangchen moved his fingers, and immediately his brows furrowed and cold sweat spread on his face, as if he had had a long nightmare, and suddenly he woke up.
"Big brother!"
The little girl, who turned out to be Yaoyao, saw Mo Wangchen sit up from the bed with a swish. She was startled, but after the fright, she burst into tears of joy and hugged Mo Wangchen.
"Yao Yao..."
Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment, and the memory in his mind finally came back. His lips were dry, his face was as white as snow, and his weak hand touched Yaoyao's little head.
"How long have I been asleep?" he asked.
Yaoyao raised her head, with tears still in her eyes, she cried, "A long, long time!"
How long is a long time?
Mo Wangchen smiled bitterly, he just felt that Yaoyao seemed to have no concept of time.
"Are you the only one?" Mo Wangchen asked. He looked around but could not see the figure of the Piaomiao Holy Lord.
"Um!"
Yaoyao nodded and continued, "My grandfather and I were playing in the forest that day. He said he heard Xiaohong's cry and left. Not long after, he came back with Xiaohong. The elder brother was already unconscious on Xiaohong's back.
It’s over.”
Xiaohong is naturally the name given to Luanfeng by Yaoyao.
"Grandpa said that my brother might die. Yaoyao was so scared. Fortunately, my brother woke up." When she said this, a happy smile appeared on Yaoyao's face again.
"Where's grandpa?" Mo Wangchen asked.
Yaoyao shook her head, "When grandpa brought you and Xiaohong back that day, he was very angry. This was the first time I saw him so angry. It was so scary. Then grandpa left, and I don't know where he went."
Hearing these words, Mo Wangchen frowned slightly. He knew without thinking that the Piaomiao Holy Lord might have gone to the Zhou family.
However, the Zhou family, which was also inherited from the ancient martial arts family, has a strong foundation. Piaomiao Shengzun has been away for who knows how long and has not returned yet. Mo Wangchen is a little worried about whether something unexpected will happen.
"You're awake..."
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the room, which sounded extremely weak.
The next moment, the body of the Piaomiao Holy Lord slowly emerged from the void.
His hair was a little messy and his face was slightly pale. Mo Wangchen could still see a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that the Piaomiao Holy Lord was seriously injured.
Seeing him like this, Mo Wangchen was shocked. He knew without thinking that the Piaomiao Holy Lord must have come to the Zhou family and fought hard with the Zhou family. Although he escaped unscathed, he was also seriously injured.
"Are you okay?" Mo Wangchen frowned and asked worriedly.
The Piaomiao Holy Lord shook his head, with an astonishing cold light flashing in his eyes, "The Zhou family's imperial soldiers are indeed extraordinary. If I hadn't been superior in skills, I would have been suppressed long ago. However, sooner or later, this debt will be settled with them..."
"The spiritual sea in your body..."
When saying this, Holy Lord Piaomiao looked at Mo Wangchen again.
Mo Wangchen wanted to look inside the spiritual sea, but found that he no longer had any cultivation.
"Why……"
Piaomiao Shengzun sighed and said, "It's all my fault for insisting that you go to Yaochi Immortal Palace alone, otherwise..."
"I have seen your spiritual sea before. It has collapsed and is gone. There is no cultivation left. Even if you practice again, I am afraid that it will be difficult to condense the spiritual sea again in this life. You can only stop at the pulse condensation state and be unable to condense it.
You can’t even step into the Spiritual Sea."
After hearing this, Mo Wangchen also fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a brief silence, Holy Lord Piaomiao said again, "The land of Beiming originated from the ancient times. In addition to the Liyuan Tomb, there are many forbidden areas of life. I have seen it in an ancient book. It is rumored that in the Emperor Yun Mountains
, there is a holy medicine that can repair the spiritual sea..."
"Emperor Meteor Mountain Range?!"
Hearing these words, Mo Wangchen was shocked. Naturally, there are many forbidden areas in the land of Beiming. Since ancient times, many cultivators have set foot in them just to get opportunities.
But opportunities are often accompanied by endless crises. For countless years, countless heroes have died in those restricted areas. Even the most powerful and powerful saints of the generation dare not step into them easily.
Among these forbidden areas, the most frightening thing is the Emperor Meteor Mountain Range!
It was a real restricted area of life, and even people of the emperor level were buried in it, hence the name of the Emperor Meteor Mountain Range.
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