Chapter 480 See the Sun Through the Clouds

Legend has it that above Kunlun, immortals lived in the Immortal Palace, and the Heavenly Pillars connected the heavens and the earth. At the end of the Heavenly Pillars was the True Immortals' Palace. Through the Heavenly Pillars, they sent orders to the immortals in the Immortal Palace, urging them to govern the world.

However, the world was too big, and it was inevitable that there would be some devils that even Immortals could not suppress, or that the Immortals themselves would have their own selfish thoughts and do something that the heavens and earth could not tolerate. Thus, the True Immortals created the Kunlun Tribulation. Their purpose was only to kill and destroy.

Kill everything that shouldn't exist between heaven and earth.

For those unruly existences, these things were tribulations, tribulations from the Kunlun Immortal!

"Could it be that the Demon Monarch is about to appear?" When he recognized these things, the muscles on Xiao Ran's face twitched. These so-called Kunlun Tribulations said that Bai was a human-shaped slaughter beast created by the truth. Naturally, it was self-evident how powerful this kind of monster was when used to suppress an Immortal-level monster.

In fact, in the past 200 years, there were very few records of the Kunlun Tribulation in the world. If not for the fact that the Pavilion Master of the Sword Handling Pavilion was able to freely enter and exit the Scripture Pavilion of the Dragon Hidden Temple, Xiao Ran had read these records when he was free. Otherwise, he would not have recognized this item.

However, he couldn't figure out what exactly had provoked the Kunlun Tribulation in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

The old monk finally put away his previous indifferent expression. His expression was somewhat ugly.

"You said before that you opened Master's tomb? What did you see inside?" The old monk asked.

"Nothing. The tomb is empty." Xiao Ran replied with a calm expression.

After saying that, Xiao Ran seemed to remember something. He asked again, "Are you saying that the Kunlun Tribulations are aimed at that little monk? Who exactly is he? What does it have to do with Li Dongjun?"

Xiao Ran did not receive any response from the old monk. At that time, the old monk turned around and said with a calm expression, "There is something fishy about this matter. Come with me to the palace and meet the Emperor."

Xiao Ran was stunned. He pointed at the Kunlun Tribulation that had already surrounded the Demon Suppressing Tower and said, "Then what should we do here? There is a Demon Monarch locked up in this tower!"

The old monk gave Xiao Ran a meaningful glance. "Demon Monarch can't come out. This pagoda has never been used to suppress demons. This pagoda is used to protect demons."

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Pointing at Chu Chouli, who was shouting at the heavens, after the lightning tribulation struck down, his expression immediately changed.

He embarrassedly put away his previous arrogance and scratched the back of his head awkwardly, muttering, "Can you really cut it down? Could it be that the Heaven Concealing Box has been in a state of disrepair for a long time?"

However, after thinking for a moment, he felt that something was wrong. After all, when Xu Han formed the sword seed, he had attracted a heavenly tribulation. It was also that time. He took advantage of Mo Chen Zi's resistance to the heavenly tribulation to put the Heavenly Box on Xu Han. From then on, unless Xu Han ascended to the Immortal Realm, there would be no heavenly tribulation that could be added to Xu Han.

Could it be that Xiao Han has become an immortal? Said the middle-aged man.

At this moment, a figure slowly passed through the courtyard and walked to Chu Chouli's side.

"Sir, are you going out?" Chu Chouli was stunned. After seeing the old man's appearance, he couldn't help but ask. He counted the hours. Although it was getting dark, it wasn't even time for the old man to come out of the stall. He was somewhat curious about where the old man was going.

Master Wei seems to be a little different today.

He wore a long white robe. Although it was not considered precious, it was better than being clean. On his back was the wooden chest, which had never left him, and was also spotlessly cleaned by him; The hair on his head and the beard on his chin were clearly carefully groomed and neatly combed.

Even Chu Chouli had to admit that at this moment, Master Wei really looked like a scholar.

"Yes." The old man turned around and nodded at Chu Chouli with a smile. The gullies on his face were pulled by this smile and wrinkled like old trees on his face. This smile was somewhat ugly.

"So early?" Chu Chouli asked again.

The old man raised his head and looked at the sky. He laughed and replied, "The night is approaching. It's getting late."

Chu Chouli was a little confused. The dark clouds pressing down on the city did indeed feel a little twilight, but if it was two hours, it was only noon. He tried to correct the old man's mistake, and said, "Master Wei, it's noon, and the clouds are clear again."

Hearing this, the old man tilted his head and thought for a moment before nodding, "Yes, that's right."

With that, he walked out of the room again.

Chu Chouli became even more confused. He looked at the old man's back and asked loudly, "Why did Sir go out so early?"

The old man did not turn his head, nor did he stop. Only a voice suddenly sounded from his mouth.

The voice dragged on with a long final note, like a singing accent, but the short four words were cadence.

He said.

"Let's meet the sun."

…

Xu Han and Guang Lingui appeared in a vast expanse of white space at the same time.

The two of them exchanged a glance and saw the puzzlement in each other's eyes. Obviously, all of this was not the other party's trick.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and temporarily put away their attacks that they had already prepared to launch, and began to observe the situation in the place they were in.

In fact, this approach has not had much effect.

This was because apart from the boundless snow-white sky, there was nothing else in this world, and even with their cultivation, they couldn't see the boundaries at all.

"This may be the tenth floor." Xu Han thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

Guang Lingui frowned when he heard this, "Since it's the tenth floor, what about the demon spirit?"

Indeed, whether it was the news Yuan Xiucheng had told Xu Han or what Nangong Jing had said in the Demon Suppressing Tower, they had all said that demon spirits that were different from the Illusory Demons existed on the tenth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower. Their cultivation levels were strong and they possessed the Demon Lord's blood essence within their bodies.

However, at this moment, the vast white world did not see the figures of these demon spirits.

Xu Han shrugged helplessly, "How would I know?"

Guang Lingui seemed to be a little unhappy. He glanced at Xu Han and no longer had the interest to continue talking with him. He turned around and walked to the side. He carefully sized up the world, as if he wanted to find some clues from it.

Xu Han wasn't as anxious as he was. He leisurely paced inside, occasionally turning his head to look at Guang Lingui, whose brows were tightly knitted.

The two of them walked silently for a hundred breaths of time.

"Perhaps there are no demon spirits on the tenth floor, nor is there any Demon Monarch blood essence. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have had to expend so much effort to rush here." After searching for no results, Xu Han suddenly spoke out, and a trace of regret appeared on his face when he said this.

If he wasn't afraid of being defeated by Ke Yuan and the others, he would have only cleaned up a large number of Illusory Demons gathered at the entrance of each floor along the way. There would definitely be a lot of fish that escaped the net around him. If he had killed all of these, Xu Han estimated that his physical cultivation would have improved somewhat.

However, his sigh clearly couldn't make Guang Lingui feel the same way.

Guang Lingui's brows furrowed a little, and he seemed to be a little irritated.

"What? You really want the Demon Lord's blood essence?" Xu Han approached Guang Lingui and asked curiously.

But why would Guang Lin pay attention to him?

At that time, he rolled his eyes at Xu Han and continued to step forward, searching for the slightest flaw that might exist in the heavens and earth.

Xu Han was bored, but he didn't take it to heart. He still quietly followed Guang Lingui and watched his every move. This boundless white world wasn't big, but it was more than a hundred zhang square. At the end was a boundless white wall.

The two of them quickly circled around the strange land, but they still found nothing.

"What do I want this blood essence for?" Xu Han asked again.

However, Guang Lingui ignored him as usual and searched for this strange place again. He searched very carefully, even more carefully than the first time.

Seeing this, Xu Han shook his head. In the end, he had no intention of asking any further.

He wasn't really interested in Guang Lingui's intentions. He just wanted to make sure that Guang Lingui was not from Dark Asura Hall, that was all. After circling around with the other party, with his perception, he was already very sure that there was nothing special here. He lost interest and was even more unwilling to waste time here. After all, although Liu Sheng had been rescued, Xu Han still had to personally take a look at the situation before he could feel at ease.

Thinking like this, he glanced at the little monk who was still unwilling to give up, shook his head, and secretly activated the formation.

This was a formation that everyone who entered the tower would be informed of. As long as they were in the tower, regardless of the situation, as long as they activated this formation, they would be able to be teleported out by the formation perception in the tower.

Xu Han had already confirmed that there was no demon spirit on the so-called tenth floor. No matter what Guang Lingui 's purpose was, it was enough for Xu Han that he could not obtain the Demon Monarch's blood essence. As for whether he had any unavoidable difficulties, Xu Han had no intention of investigating it further.

However, just as Xu Han activated the formation and waited for it to be teleported out, his expression suddenly changed.

The formation actually didn't respond!

"This" Xu Han unyieldingly tried to activate it again, but the result was no different from before.

His expression became even weirder as he thought to himself, "Am I trapped here?"

Xu Han, who could not do anything about it, had no choice but to forcefully walk up to the Guang Lingui and say, "There is something strange here. My magic formation cannot be activated. What about yours?"

When Guang Lingui heard this, he turned his head to look at Xu Han. His eyes were clearly filled with suspicion, "I won't leave until I get my blood essence."

Xu Han's head instantly grew bigger. He could roughly tell that the little monk thought that he was deceiving him. After all, once he activated the formation, he would leave this place. It would not be so easy for him to enter again.

Seeing that Guang Lingui couldn't find any way, Xu Han could only resentfully sit back where he was.

He frowned as he tried to activate the spell formation. At the same time, he was secretly pondering what was wrong with the spell formation.

The silent world had changed at this moment…

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