Ksitigarbha gently leaped down from the huge dark blue crystal fragment. His exquisitely carved boots fell on the ice like feathers without making a sound.
"It's so cool …" Ksitigarbha looked around and saw that the wide ice crystal ground around him was a vast expanse of white. Only a few sharp icicles occasionally protruded from the ice-like ground like bamboo shoots.
Ksitigarbha's expression was leisurely. His feather-like sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples. Under his handsome eyebrows were a pair of warm eyes like pure black gemstones. He looked at the huge crystal coffin in front of him with a smile on his face. "It seems that there are still a few little flies guarding here."
With a puff, four black figures flashed out from behind the huge frost-like crystal coffin in front of him. Like ghosts in the dark, they stood in front of Ksitigarbha. Their bodies were motionless. Only the breeze that rolled up the ice ground lifted the corners of their clothes and gently fluttered them.
Ksitigarbha's footsteps did not stop. He still walked forward at a neither fast nor slow speed. The corners of his mouth outlined a cold arc. "Are you going to kill yourselves, or do you want me to do it?"
These four figures stood quietly in front of Ksitigarbha. Each of them had a cold and expressionless face. Their sharp eyes were like that of a goshawk, hiding a cold light as they looked at Ksitigarbha. Although everyone's expression was extremely calm, there were stormy waves in their hearts. They had been stationed here for many years. They knew very well how hard the huge dark blue crystal outside was, but at this moment, it was broken.
How terrifying was the strength of this black-clothed youth in front of them with a faint smile on his face?
An old man in a silver-white robe on the far left suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes. He stepped forward with his right foot on the frost-like ice. The fingers of his wrinkled old hand stretched out like iron hooks and grabbed the air in front of him. The air in front of him instantly became distorted.
Kacha!
An ice wall suddenly protruded from the ground in front of him. The top of it opened like a gate. Many icicles burst out from the ice wall and shot toward Ksitigarbha. The whistling icicles drew an almost transparent trajectory in the air, making a subtle "Si Si" sound, and hit Ksitigarbha's handsome face.
Before the icicles arrived in front of him, the fierce wind brought by them blew Ksitigarbha's black hair into the air. He still had an elegant smile on his face, as if the icicles in front of him were nothing. His pupils contracted slightly, and the countless icicles in front of him seemed to be swept by a wave of water. They quickly disintegrated at the speed of ice and snow, shattering into countless ice crystal powder.
Ksitigarbha smiled and walked toward the old man.
"What!"
The old man's pupils contracted and his heart beat fiercely. He didn't expect that the powerful unique skill that he performed, although it looked simple, was actually enough to kill a Peak Emperor God instantly. Such a powerful killing power actually couldn't kill the strange black-clothed man in front of him. It was too unbelievable.
"Is that all you have?" Ksitigarbha smiled and asked. His gentle voice sounded like he was talking to an old friend.
The old man creased his eyebrows and sneered, "Don't think that just because you can block these basic attacks, you can … uh," his voice suddenly stopped.
The few people around him were all shocked. When they turned their heads to look, their pupils immediately shrank, and an expression of shock appeared on their faces. They saw that an icicle had appeared on the throat of this powerful old man, piercing out from the inside. Viscous blood stained the icicle, emitting steaming hot air. Moreover, three icicles had appeared on the old man's chest, piercing out from his chest in a triangular formation, opening up a large hole in his entire body. Crimson red blood flowed down the edges of the icicles, staining his clothes.
The old man's eyes were wide open and filled with disbelief and shock. It was as if he never thought that with his tyrannical power, he could be absolutely suppressed by the other party's transcendent power and directly perform "internal energy control".
The so-called "internal energy control" was when the other party's mental power exceeded his by too much. He could use his strong mental power to forcefully control the energy in the other party's body and perform a "counterattack".
The eyes of the other three people beside him were filled with shock. They quickly realized that the strange man in front of them was not someone they could defeat. However, behind them was the thing that countless masters in the Divine Palace had desperately protected for generations. They could not retreat even half a step!
"Die!"
The cyan-armored man in the middle roared. His body was burly like a diamond gorilla. He raised the battle-ax in his hand and slashed it from the ground under his feet toward Ksitigarbha who was slowly walking toward him. A layer of white light slashed from the solid ice as if there was a raging shark roaring in the ice and rushing toward Ksitigarbha.
With a smile on his face, Ksitigarbha slowly walked over. When the white light slash approached, his feet gently stepped on it. When his feet landed, the whole ground suddenly calmed down as if it was suddenly quiet. Then, he raised his head and looked at the cyan-armored man with evil and cold eyes. "With your strength, you are also assigned to guard this place?"
The cyan-armored man's face turned green and white. His expression was indescribably ugly. His palms holding the battle-ax were full of cold sweat, and the handle of the ax was soaked. It was as if the person standing in front of him was an indescribable monster. His legs desperately wanted to retreat, but his body seemed to be frozen and could not move at all. His heart was pounding, and his throat wanted to move, but there was a hot air in his throat. His mouth was slightly open, but he could not speak.
"I'm not going to play with you anymore …" Ksitigarbha smiled and gently raised his hand. He stretched out a finger toward the cyan-armored man and the others. This finger was slender and sparkling like jade, like a carved work of art. A golden light slowly condensed at the tip of the finger, shining like a cross, and then suddenly burst out.
"Not good."
The cyan armored man and the others were shocked. They desperately wanted to escape, but they suddenly felt that their bodies were unable to move. It was as if their bodies were locked in place by an invisible force. It was as if they were sealed in a tight box. They couldn't even move their bodies. They could only watch as the golden light quickly split into three and shot towards three people respectively. The three people's pupils expanded in size in the eyes of the three people.
Puff! Puff!
Puff! Three bloody holes appeared on the foreheads of the three people. Warm blood flowed along the edges of the holes, slightly twisting and sliding down like earthworms. It flowed down the bridge of the nose and eyebrows, all the way to the eyelids and eyes, like two bloody tears.
Then, a gentle breeze blew by, and the bodies of the three fell to the ground. The blood that flowed out from the back of their heads quickly dyed a large area of the icy ground red, and bright red flowers flowed on the frost-like ground.
Ksitigarbha slowly withdrew his finger and gently wiped his lips. This action was indescribably frivolous and even had a bit of charm. He smiled softly, then stepped over the bodies and walked toward the huge white crystal coffin.
Standing in front of the huge coffin, he looked up and down with interest, and an expression of admiration appeared on his face. "It's really good. After so many years, the place to sleep is quite good, and there is even someone to serve you."
He chuckled and slowly raised one of his palms as if he was holding up a lamp. Dense black air surged out from his fair palm and formed a small cyclone. A pure black dagger slowly rose from within. It was so sharp that it seemed to be able to devour all light.
"After sleeping for so many years, it's time for you to wake up …" Ksitigarbha's eyes flashed with a bright light. He clenched the black dagger in his hand and fiercely pointed it at a small yellow circle on the crystal coffin lid. This small circle looked like a complicated formation.
Buzz ~ ~
When the black dagger fell, the entire huge crystal coffin seemed to groan in pain and trembled slightly. Thick light yellow light came from the point where the black dagger fell, like countless ribbons of light floating in all directions, illuminating the entire world of ice and causing it to lose all its luster. This light yellow light was reflected on Ksitigarbha's face and eyes. He gritted his teeth slightly and suddenly exerted force in his hand!
Bang!
As if in the dark, there was a crisp sound of glass, which sounded in this space.
Then, all the yellow energy ribbons disappeared, and the entire silent ice world returned to its frost-like color. The corners of Ksitigarbha's mouth slowly outlined a smile. The black dagger in his hand turned in a circle, and then dived into his skin and disappeared without a trace.
As if knocking on a door, he leaned against the huge crystal coffin and casually and naturally knocked on the crystal coffin lid. He chuckled and said, "The seal has been broken. Can you come out now?"
After a long silence, there was a sudden "ka" sound. Then, the crystal coffin lid slowly moved and slid down from the top, revealing the thing inside —
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Heavenly Monarch State.
In the vast sky, the boundless blue sky was now filled with countless lights of various colors. It was impossible to see how many there were. In these chaotic lights of various colors, a young man in black clothes was standing in the air. His muscular chest was exposed to the air, and there was a pitch-black sword pattern embroidered on his chest!
On his back, there was a long black cloth wrapped around a wide and long thing. He was simply standing in the void, but it was as if he was standing on the top of the world's head. He was the master of all things, and all creatures needed to submit and worship him.
His eyebrows were as sharp as daggers, and his long and narrow eyes were inlaid with two black gem-like pupils. They were full of indifference, as if nothing was enough to move him. The cloak-like mink robe on his body fluttered in the strong wind, and he was indescribably cold and handsome.
Everyone in the Celestial Monarch State, including the ordinary people in the streets and alleys and the warriors of the various chambers of commerce, looked up at the sky in shock. They had never seen so many rays of light in the sky. It was gorgeous and mysterious, especially that tiny black dot, which was filled with a suffocating pressure.
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