C21

The departure of the surrounding disciples was just like a last resort, directly crushing the heart of Mu Lingfeng.

That kind of tenacious and ruthless attitude, but it had an incomparably indifferent expression, immediately went through a tremendous change.

His face was even paler, as if it was winter and the moon. Sweat covered his face as he stood in the snow and ice for a few hours with a face full of frost.

His inner breathing was in disarray, his meridians were ruptured, and elemental energy flooded every corner of his body. In an instant, he felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace, turning crimson.

Beads of sweat continuously dripped from his forehead and landed on Mu Lingfeng's four limbs. His malevolent and terrifying appearance was extremely frightening, and his four limbs continuously trembled.

The sound of grinding teeth could be heard from afar, and an unimaginable pain appeared in his eyes.

"Ahhh!"

Mu Lingfeng finally could not hold it in and cried out loudly. A surge of elemental energy that did not belong to him erupted from his limbs and bones.

When the new disciples rushed over, Mu Lingfeng had no other choice but to absorb all of the Yuan Power in Wang Zijian's body into his body using the Heavenly Sword. However, before he could digest it, those disciples had already arrived at his side.

In order to prevent any accidents that would be difficult to bear from happening, Mu Lingfeng fused all of Wang Zijian's elemental energy into his body temporarily, turning it into his own elemental energy, and then forcefully suppressed the injuries on his body. It looked like he was not injured at all, as if he was at his peak condition.

After such a long time, the spirit energy in his body had already rebelled and began to fill up every vein in his body, destroying everything in its path. When that new disciple finally spoke, he could no longer hold back.

However, the thousand-mile dam had already been destroyed by the ant's nest for so long, it was impossible for him to sit down cross-legged and recuperate in the short span of a few breaths. He could only suppress the external elemental energy in his body further.

The last time he used the Heavenly Sword, he already knew that people who used it would be able to absorb the elemental energy within their bodies and increase their cultivation speed.

However, there was one thing that was bad for him, and that was that after absorbing, he had to quickly refine all the Yuan Power that did not belong to him. Although he would only leave a tiny bit of it behind every time, it was pure Heaven's Yuan Power and there was no mark on the person who was killed.

Now, however, the elemental energy rebellion that he had been suppressing was beginning to crumble.

Little by little, blood oozed out of the wound.

He gritted his teeth and the corner of his mouth was filled with blood. This was the prelude to his gums being crushed. Blood slowly flowed out from his nose and ears. After an unknown period of time, blood started to flow out from the corners of his eyes.

He was like a wandering ghost, a type of wild ghost who bled from all seven orifices. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, no one cared about him, as though he was a dead man.

The Wordless Monument started to resuscitate, slowly attacking his sea of consciousness.

If it doesn't break, it can't be created.

If he doesn't live, then he is primal.

The 16 characters seemed to have originated from the creation of this world. No one knew what it meant, and no one knew what it looked like.

It radiated with boundless light of heaven and earth, filling Mu Lingfeng's sea of consciousness.

An aura of desolation that had never appeared before appeared in the entire world. Countless birds and beasts were frightened as they knelt on the ground. They did not even dare to raise their heads as their eyes were full of piety.

The three overlords of the Southern Domain.

The Supreme Elder of the Void Sword Sect, Lei Cheng, and the other leaders of the other two factions all spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.

This powerful aura of desolation was something that only the three of them in the entire Southern Domain could sense. Those who were lower than the Yuan King Stage only felt that there was a slight vacancy in the natural Yuan Power of the world. That's right, a vacancy.

At this moment, it was as if all the elemental energy in the entire Southern Domain had been sucked dry by something. At this moment, everyone felt as if doomsday had arrived and they were filled with an inexhaustible fear.

Fortunately, only the elemental energy from outside the Southern Domain was replenished, and they finally began what they had on their hands.

In the Void Sword Sect inner court disciples' area, on a relatively beautiful yet extremely strange small mountain, a terrifying soul suddenly appeared within the mountain. A female disciple who was addressed as fairy by the inner court disciples had a drastic change in expression.

"Zi Huang, what's going on? Could it be that a great calamity is about to befall the heavens and the earth?"

The beautiful woman's face was filled with grief, as if …

"The things from the past have been awakened by someone. Who would have thought that it would be in such a remote and inconspicuous corner. It seems that it's heaven's will after all!"

The soul of Zi Huang paused for a moment before continuing, "Relax, with his appearance, the world won't be able to see the situation you're talking about. But, I'm afraid that it might be … Relax, the sky is falling and there's a tall man supporting it, it has nothing to do with us!"

Outside of the Southern Domain, countless super heavyweights had opened their eyes for who knew how long. The moment they opened their eyes, it was as if the world had lost its color.

The clanging sound was like a bell, breaking through the countless tall mountains and great earth in front of them.

"The Wordless Monument has been born, the world has been turned upside down!"

When they said this sentence at the same time, it was as if those who came to their side suffered a heavy blow. They all vomited blood and their souls trembled.

"Investigate, we found the master of the Heavenly Stele!"

"Kill!" You are allowed to commit heinous crimes, and only seek the death of the Heavenly Stele Master! "

Countless people were like a tidal wave, crashing into the heavens and the earth, engulfing everything in their path.

An extremely handsome man, a mature and charming woman dressed in palace clothing, and a turtle pattern that was filled with a desolate aura similar to before stopped in midair.

"Feng Er, how is it?" The beautiful woman was extremely nervous, as if there was something hard to say.

"Relax, he has already awakened my Mu Clan's Battle Body and awakened the thing left behind by that old man. He has already recovered, but …" Before the handsome man could finish speaking, the beautiful woman dressed in imperial clothing shouted anxiously.

"But what about it? Tell me quickly!"

"However, I already have no way of knowing just what is within the river of destiny. Everything can only be done by him. The moment we interfere, his … his soul … will be shattered!"

After saying this, as if the heaven and earth had confirmed it, the ancient runes of the Desolate Turtle shattered inch by inch and quickly disappeared.

"That damnable old man, when I meet him again, I'll definitely pull out all his beard!" The beautiful woman's tears had already wet her eyes. She was both flustered and exasperated as she roared out with incomparable pain in her heart.

….

Mu Lingfeng opened his eyes, with a blank look in his eyes, as though he had yet to recover from his shock.