"I reject."

Zhao Wujiang was dressed in a black and purple robe, with purple flames all over his body, constantly burning and devouring the spiritual energy under the starry sky, and his figure disappeared again.

Zhu Jing dodged in fear, barely escaping Wu Jiang's lightning-fast blow, but her right arm was still strangely wiped by the wind of his palm.

Her right arm began to wither in an instant.

Zhu Jing was also a ruthless person. She raised her hand to make a knife and cut off the rapidly withering flesh and blood. She covered her right arm and shouted angrily:

"Wujiang, let's just let it go.

Don’t force me again!”

Zhao Wujiang had no words, but expressed his opinion with actions. He mercilessly attacked Zhu Jing with another heavy blow.

"Ahh! You forced me to do it!"

Zhu Jing's face was distorted, she screamed angrily, and her sleeves and robes were suddenly swung towards Wu Jiang, and the powerful power of the Lord exploded in an instant.

Everyone also felt the powerful crisis at this moment and retreated one after another.

But the next moment, the whole world went out of light.

It seemed that all the stars in the sky were extinguished at this moment.

Everyone only heard Zhu Jing's last angry shout, their eyes brightened, and their consciousness fell asleep together with this world.

The power of the Venerable wielded by Zhu Jing's sleeves and robes was also frozen in the darkness, like a brilliant firework.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the explosive light ball that was still, like a firework about to bloom. With the halo of the light ball, he saw Zhu Jing, whose expression remained angry and motionless.

He was shocked in his heart. He didn't know what was happening. He wanted to move, but he was shocked to find that the cultivation level in his body was motionless, like a stone sinking into the ocean.

And he didn't have any control over the body.

In the darkness where the stars were extinguished, a slightly harsh voice sounded.

It was like a chain dragging on the ground, making a scratchy sound.

This voice was getting closer and closer to Zhao Wujiang. He couldn't move his body. He tried his best to detect it with the corner of his eyes. With the solidified and still light group in front of him, he saw a bronze rust-green stick appearing behind his feet.

Thick chains.

The chain was so thick that it seemed to be several times larger than his head.

By instinct, he felt the breath of other creatures appearing behind him, seeming to be staring at him and breathing slowly on him.

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In the Divine Realm of Middle Earth, Haoran Zhengqi Sect.

Cranes are flying, surrounded by clouds and mist.

In a main hall of the sect.

Deep inside the bookshelf in the hall, a man sitting on the floor with his back against the bookshelf was reading ancient books quietly.

The name of the ancient book is called "Ancient Supplementary Records".

The contents recorded in it are mostly anecdotes and interesting stories about ancient people.

Even though the man was sitting on the floor, he did not feel indulgent or decadent at all. Instead, he always had a slight smile on his lips, and his demeanor was as gentle as a handsome young man.

He was wearing an aqua blue robe, with green bamboo embroidered on the cuffs and back of the robe, which means the nobility of a gentleman.

There is also a candle-yellow clear jade hanging on the belt.

A gentleman is like jade.

He is none other than Yue Bufan, a peerless genius of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect who possesses the cultivation level of a venerable and the rank of a gentleman.

If Zhao Wujiang were here, he would definitely recognize this gentleman named Yue Bufan, who was the Clay Bodhisattva who caused the rapid collapse of the Great Xia Dynasty, separated him from his relatives and friends, and finally disrespected the Tao and broke his promise.

It's just that the current Clay Bodhisattva Yue Bufan is obviously at least ten years younger than before, and his temperament is even better than before.

After all, the dissipating soul that failed to overcome the tribulation was saved, and now he has reached the realm of the Four Tribulations Venerable.

Although he didn't get what he originally thought of in the secret world, he got the essence of the secret world's luck by mistake, and he also got nearly one-third of Zhao Wujiang's glazed bones.

He has made great progress and has a promising future.

But these were all planned by his "gentleman" using not-so-glorious means.

What happened in the secret world is not the first time he has done this, nor will it be the last time he does it.
Chapter completed!