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Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Chapter 1275 - 434: The Sword that Communicates with the Deity (For Alliance Hierarch Yang Saosao, additional 3/3)_4
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Chapter 1275: Chapter 434: The Sword that Communicates with the Deity (For Alliance Hierarch Yang Saosao, additional 3/3)_4

What Qin Zhizhen is now displaying, is it some kind of Divine Skill that can summon Ghost Creatures?

The Underworld’s Gate?

Jiang Wang could also feel that there was indeed some sort of change happening in the atmosphere of the Arena. It was slow, but it was happening.

Could Qin Zhizhen’s Divine Skill also change the environment and create a battlefield...

He quickly captured information, analyzed the situation, and supplemented his "Knowledge".

At this moment, the vast Martial Arts Field was still overwhelmed by seas of flame and Sword Flowers amidst the dance of the Flame Sparrows.

The dark, gloomy doorway, and the fan-shaped shadow in front of it, seemed like a solitary island in the sea. Amidst the sonorous tide of flames, occasional "sprays" would rush in, only to be swallowed up by the dark, gloomy doorway immediately.

Qin Zhizhen, with his eyes tightly shut, stood in the midst of this "solitary island".

The continuous Eight Sounds of the Burning Sea and Sword Flower Flame Sparrows were consuming Jiang Wang’s terrifying reserve of Path Origin.

But this was a necessary consumption; he had to use these powers to create enough of a buffer zone for himself. To prevent being too late to defend against a deadly move similar to Dou Zhao’s Five Decays of Heaven and Man.

Luckily, Qin Zhizhen consumed even more Divine Power.

This man, who had both activated the luminance of the Five Mansions and traversed through the void, was now displaying this Divine Skill... His consumption would only be even more frightening.

Battle is a confrontation of power, as well as a contest of wisdom.

Each side continuously restricts, weakens, predicts, and targets the other.

Burning their wills and powers to the limit while vying for the final victory.

Of course, Qin Zhizhen would not engage in unwise consumption.

Just as those two units of Ghost Soldiers drifted out from the dark, gloomy doorway, they, carrying Long Spears and in silence, charged at Jiang Wang.

But contrary to what many people might imagine,

These two aggressive units of Ghost Soldiers were almost instantly engulfed by the surrounding sea of fire and the sonic tide just as they burst out of the range of the black fan-shaped shadow!

Was the killer move Qin Zhizhen was brewing so feeble?

Only Jiang Wang, who was present on the field, had a slightly concentrated look in his eyes.

He did not think these two units of Ghost Soldiers were so weak. After all, only he himself knew the consumption of the Eight Sounds of the Burning Sea. However, in all seriousness, such strength of Ghost Soldiers should indeed not appear in a battle of this level.

If things are abnormal, there must be demons at work!

No matter how people speculated, Qin Zhizhen always kept his eyes closed and silent like a dark reef.

Shortly after, from behind him, another two figures emerged, one black and one white.

One was dressed in white, smiling broadly with a tall and thin figure, a pale white face, a long tongue protruding from his mouth, wearing a pointed official hat inscribed with the words "One Glimpse Begets Fortune".

The other was clothed in black, with a fierce face, broad and plump body, a small figure and dark complexion, and his official hat also bore four characters: "Universal Peace".

One held shackles, the other handcuffs.

Both exuded a powerful aura and considerable majesty.

Instead of carrying any ghostly air, they were faintly accompanied by sacred fragrance!

The Black and White Impermanence from myth and legend!

They were also among the most commonly manifested and commanded figures of deities during the grand era of the Divine Way.

Zhao Wuyan from below the stage couldn’t help but exclaim: "This is Yama Palace!"

From the beginning of the battle until now, Qin Zhizhen has traveled to and fro through the void. It turns out he was also managing this palace!

The top-tier Divine Skill, Yama Palace, is rarely seen in the world.

She had only come across similar records in the ancient archives of Longmen Academy.

This exclamation, naturally, was obliterated outside the field and could not reach the Arena.

Any factors that could affect the fairness of the battle would be eliminated by the battle supervisor, Yu Xi.

But on the field, Jiang Wang also sensed that unusual significance in the entrance of Black and White Impermanence.

This Black and White Impermanence was obviously much stronger than the two groups of Ghost Soldiers. If that was the case, what was the significance of the appearance of the two groups of Ghost Soldiers?

Perhaps... it was precisely because they satisfied some kind of requirement for the appearance of Black and White Impermanence!

Qin Zhizhen closed his eyes and remained motionless, perhaps orchestrating something in the void...

We can’t wait any longer!

Jiang Wang immediately made a judgment in his mind.

The spectators only saw that as soon as Black and White Impermanence appeared behind Qin Zhizhen, they immediately flew out of the gloomy shadows in front of the dark doorway and crashed into the sea of flames.

With his left hand squeezing, Jiang Wang instantly made the sea of fire and its tide of sound all flow back and collected it within his body.

The sky full of Flame Sparrows scattered into fire essence, leaving only flame flowers drifting in the air.

With a sweep of his sword in the right hand, the sky full of Sword Flowers also drifted away.

In a flash, the heavens and earth were empty.

Most of the watchers were puzzled.

Facing Black and White Impermanence stepping out of the dark doorway, Jiang Wang did not contemplate annihilating them but dispersed his range of Dao Technique. What was the reasoning behind this?

But at this point in time, there weren’t many people who doubted Jiang Wang’s choice. After all, Jiang Wang had long proven himself. They would only think about what they hadn’t considered enough and what they had missed.

On the Mugu country’s war preparation seats, Cang Ming, whose face was hidden beneath the cloak and who had been meditating the whole time, suddenly spoke, "Now it has become much more interesting."

What did he see?

The lean Na Liang beside him did not speak but looked towards the Arena above with more earnest eyes.

Sword Flowers and Flame Sparrows dispersed, the sea of fire and its sound tide disappeared.

The Black and White Impermanence who had already stepped out of the dark doorway, however, did not pause for even a moment. freewebnσvel.cøm

One could see Black Impermanence, with his long tongue dangling, flinging the black leg shackles in his hand that emitted a chilling coldness, whistling outwards, endlessly extending in the air and heading straight for Jiang Wang.

And the short and chubby White Impermanence twisted his hands, simply separating the pair of handcuffs and turning them into a set of brass knuckles.

Thump, thump, thump!

The footsteps rapidly stomped on the ground, charging straight at Jiang Wang.

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(Yesterday 8,000 characters, today 10,000 characters. I originally wanted to split off 2,000 characters since the goal of 8,000 characters per seven days is tiring—it’s 2,000 characters if I can make it. But I didn’t want to ruin the reading experience. So it is as it is.

I am describing a vast world, and I should also know that in a real world, there will be all kinds of people.

For example, some will try to tear you down after writing just five Chapters. When your performance is bad, they say results prove your inadequacy. When you do better, they claim the data is fake, and the Alliance Hierarch is yourself... It seems as if they have a deep hatred with you, but in fact, you have never met them.

There are all kinds of people in this world.

Some hurt you, and others heal you.

I guess I need to slowly get used to this.

When my defenses are down, they become even happier. Pleasing friends brings pain, comforting foes brings joy—a Wise Man does not abide by this.

I will continue on with those who love this novel. Just watch me give a brilliant conclusion to the Yellow River Gathering!

Tomorrow, I will try to continue with 8,000 characters.

Of course, I will only try my best to write; it’s not guaranteed that I can achieve it.)

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