"Come in!"
With a thought from Wang Yan, the Heaven Dissolving Divine Ring shone brightly and sucked him and Wang Jiao, who had revealed his true form.
"Rumble …!"
The light formed by the explosion of the star power illuminated the place as if it were daytime, while the other side was pitch-black, like an ink-like beam of light.
Above his head was the sky, which was actually a phenomenon formed by the Annihilation Divine Palm.
The three attacks that could destroy heaven and earth descended at the same time, instantly drowning Wei Wuwei's figure!
In the Heaven Dissolving Divine Ring, Wang Yan collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
His delicate face was extremely pale, and his aura was even more dispirited.
Even his brand-new Taiji dantian could not withstand the continuous use of Earth-level martial skills, and in an instant.
At this moment, Wang Yan could be said to be at the end of his rope, like a lamp without oil.
His dantian was exhausted, and there was no star power to speak of.
Moreover, without the star power formed by the compression and integration of his cultivation, the originally distinct Taiji dantian began to become chaotic.
But Wang Yan was unable to split himself and no longer had the energy to set things right, so he could only let nature take its course.
"Master, do you think that person is dead?"
Faced with Wang Jiao's sudden question, Wang Yan was slightly startled. He supported himself with his hands and sat up with difficulty.
"He should be … dead?"
Hearing this, Wang Jiao's eyes flashed. Ever since he knew Wang Yan, he had never been so unconfident.
The reason was that the attack power of each of Wang Yan's moves had never reached more than a hundred million.
And the reason why Wang Yan was able to kill Nangong Liuyun, who was half a step into the Full Star stage, was due to the tenfold attack power of the Wanxiang Divine Armor.
In the battle with Wei Wuwei, the tenfold attack power of the Wanxiang Divine Armor had not recovered, and his left arm, the Heaven-Defying Strike, was still in a dormant state.
Because of this, Wang Yan could not be sure whether Wei Wuwei was dead or not.
"No matter what, we need to hurry up and recover."
After saying this, Wang Yan sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes.
After an unknown period of time, perhaps two hours, perhaps half a cup of tea's time.
As Wang Jiao impatiently waited, Wang Yan finally opened his eyes.
"Let's go."
With a thought, Wang Yan and Wang Jiao disappeared from the Heaven Fusion Divine Ring.
Looking at the land riddled with holes and the space filled with cracks, Wang Yan and Shi Mu remained silent.
"Could it be that that person has been reduced to ashes?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan nodded, but then immediately shook his head. His actions of nodding and shaking immediately confused Wang Jiao, and he opened his mouth to ask.
"His corpse has not been found within a thousand miles. There are only two possibilities."
"First, this person's Divine Soul and physical body were both reduced to dust. Second, this person was heavily injured and knew that he was no match for the enemy, so he fled."
As his voice fell, Wang Yan looked at Wang Jiao with a burning gaze. "What do you think is the possibility?"
"The first."
Wang Yan suddenly smiled. "No matter what, we have survived this disaster. Our top priority should be to immediately rush to the Jinling Dynasty. We must not miss the Convention of Geniuses."
"Yes, Master."
The carriage had been destroyed in the battle, so Wang Yan and his servant could only fly through the air and rush to the Jinling Dynasty.
With the departure of Wang Yan and Shi Mu, the place was restored to its former calm.
Only the land riddled with holes and the dark cracks that leaked violent space turbulence from time to time could prove how fierce and dangerous the battle had been not long ago.
After the battle, the insects and birds returned to this land again, jumping back and forth restlessly.
The eyes of the beasts were dull, as if they could not believe that their former home had undergone earth-shaking changes in such a short period of time.
At this moment, a wasteland slowly wriggled, and a hand suddenly stretched out, scaring away the insects and birds.
…
Thousands of miles northeast of the Jinling Dynasty, there was a small town called Moon Town.
Although it was a small town, it occupied a vast area, comparable to a city.
Probably because it was too close to the Jinling Dynasty, the Son of Heaven was blessed. This town was very prosperous and extremely noisy.
Two figures, one tall and one short, walked through the crowded streets and entered a restaurant called the Brilliant Golden Restaurant.
The Brilliant Golden Restaurant was not one of the best in Moon Town, but it was still expensive.
A night in an ordinary room cost ten thousand Astral Coins.
Even so, it was packed with people. There was an endless stream of diners and lodgers.
"Two superior rooms and a table full of good dishes."
Wang Yan tossed out a Purple Astral Coin, and the manager immediately grinned from ear to ear. In an instant, everything was arranged.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Wang Yan smiled. "You don't have to be so nervous. The Convention of Geniuses is hosted by the Jinling Dynasty. No one can cause trouble."
"Master, I am not …"
"Alright. As the saying goes, when water comes, the earth subdues it. If there is no way to stop it, then we can only let it happen naturally."
After speaking, Wang Yan waved his hand. "Go and rest. We will depart early tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Master."
Just as Wang Jiao arrived at the door, he heard a loud sound. The tightly shut wooden door was violently kicked open.
"No matter who you are, no matter what your identity is, scram immediately!"
An extremely arrogant voice rang out, and an Astral Coin shrouded in purple Qi fell to the ground.
A young man with oily hair and a powdered face, dressed in luxurious embroidered clothes, walked into the room with his head held high in an overbearing manner, surrounded by a large group of men dressed like guards who exuded a fierce and sinister aura.
This youth looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had an arrogant expression and looked up at the sky, looking like he did not care about anyone.
However, he was very particular about his attire. From head to toe, he wore luxurious clothes. His entire person shone with jewels and jewels, looking like a profligate disciple.
However, his face was like a white steamed bun, and his small, rat-like eyes destroyed his aura, making him look extremely comical.
"Scram!"
Wang Jiao shouted coldly as a cold light flashed through his eyes.
In an instant, the luxurious youth who looked like a white steamed bun flew into a rage. He pointed at Wang Jiao and cursed.
"What did you say?
Say it again if you have the guts!
Me is not someone a lowly person like you can afford to offend. "
"I will give you a chance now. Immediately kowtow and admit your guilt, and I will spare your life!"
Putting down the teacup, Wang Yan frowned. "Throw them all out."
"Yes, Master."
Wang Jiao smiled coldly and immediately turned his palm into a claw, grabbing at the youth's collar.
A powerful aura pressed down on the surroundings, causing the guards behind the youth to freeze in place as if they had been struck by lightning.
"Stop!"
A cold and abrupt voice suddenly rang out. Wang Jiao's palm suddenly stopped in midair.
"My little brother was in the wrong in this matter. Yanran apologizes to the two young masters here."
A beautiful figure slowly walked into Wang Yan's line of sight. Her face was covered by a white veil, and her hair was like a waterfall. Her figure was graceful, and her curves were astonishing.
Her exposed eyes were clear and pure, like crystals without any impurities.
Her temperament was ethereal and ethereal, like a fairy that had fallen to the mortal world.
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