Not long after, Mo Xi led Zhang Xing to the underground secret chamber of a palace.
This was where Mo Xi met the Sect Master every time.
Mo Xi did not remind Zhang Xing. He blocked his sense of smell and waited for Zhang Xing to spit out the gall bladder.
But Zhang Xing only wrinkled his nose and did not have any other reaction.
Mo Xi's expression froze.
Strange, such a strong smell of blood did not knock Zhang Xing out?
Moreover, there was a strong aura of killing and resentment in the smell of blood.
As a Deity, he almost could not bear it for the first time.
Why was Zhang Xing fine?
How would he know what Zhang Xing had experienced?
But Zhang Xing was indeed unable to bear it.
The smell of blood and killing aura here was dozens of times stronger than the scenes he had experienced.
It could even be hundreds or thousands of times stronger!
He secretly activated the White Tiger Roar to convert his Dragon Qi into Spirit Qi to resist the corrosion of the smell of blood.
He did not dare to activate his Dragon Qi directly for fear that the Sect Master would see through it.
Ten minutes later, just as Mo Xi was about to go crazy, the smell of blood faded and a natural wind from the outside world blew in.
Huff!
Mo Xi exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and took in a deep breath of fresh air.
Zhang Xing was still standing there calmly as if he did not feel anything at all.
"Good, good, good!"
A very gentle voice came from the blood-colored crystal.
Thud!
Hearing the voice, Mo Xi knelt down reflexively.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
"Get up!"
As the voice fell, a figure slowly appeared from the blood-colored crystal.
"Zhang Xing, hurry up and kneel down to greet the Sect Master!"
Mo Xi still bowed after getting up, looking like a slave.
Zhang Xing cupped his fists and knelt on one knee, saying respectfully, "Disciple Zhang Xing greets the Sect Master!"
Zhang Xing's calmness, neither servile nor overbearing performance, made Mo Xi, who was beside him, admire him greatly.
Thinking back to the first time he was summoned by the Sect Master, there was no need to mention the fear and trepidation along the way.
Even when he arrived at the secret chamber, he was already so frightened that he could not speak coherently. His entire body was weak, and he collapsed to the ground. He did not have the slightest bit of strength to stand up.
Compared to Zhang Xing, one was in the sky while the other was on the ground.
No wonder the Sect Leader said good three times in a row!
"Hmm?
That's right!
Not bad! "
Just as the Grandmaster was saying these words, an immense pressure shrouded Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing remained motionless, still kneeling respectfully.
This segment was already within his expectations.
The Sect Leader would definitely want to check his body.
This was something that every master had to do.
When he helped Solina and the others improve their cultivation, he also had to check their physiques.
At this moment, Zhang Xing felt as if every cell in his body was being dissected by the Sect Master's Spiritual Sense and examined repeatedly.
Just before that, Zhang Xing suddenly felt that the Dragon Island in his brain had disappeared.
Even he himself couldn't sense it.
It seemed that the System also sensed the danger and hid.
Zhang Xing did not have a trace of Dragon Energy in his dantian. It had all been converted into Spirit Qi.
He had placed Little Fruit in the cave where he cultivated and did not dare to bring it over.
Now, other than the light energy and Spirit Qi in his body, all other traces had been removed.
The Sect Master's Spiritual Sense only stayed in his mind for 0.0001 seconds.
"Get up!"
This process actually only took an instant.
There was nothing unusual in the Sect Master's tone.
He only encouraged Zhang Xing and asked Mo Xi to help Zhang Xing cultivate to the Immortal State as soon as possible.
Then, he would personally impart a more advanced cultivation technique to Zhang Xing so that he could take over the Sect Master as soon as possible.