C187 Cold
C187 Cold
Ling Wanqing felt the perception of the person beside her and was slightly surprised. Her main body opened her eyes and saw the Profound Talisman Mountain. Only she and Han Feng were left. She immediately understood. The person who had stayed on the third floor with her was Han Feng.
"This kid is really interesting." Ling Wanqing smiled, her gaze lingered on Han Feng for a moment before continuing to focus on the Divine Crest.
"A Rank Three Divine Crest is even more complicated than a Rank Two Divine Crest. If you can inscribe it, you will be able to kill Expert of Astral Martial Stage. " Han Feng stared at the third-grade Divine Crest Chart, not even planning to delve into it. It was too profound, and he had no idea where to start.
Although Han Feng was very confident in himself, he wasn't blind. He knew what he was capable of. Right now, he had just broken through to the Rank Two Divine Pattern Master. Even his foundation was unstable. If he wanted to try out the third-grade Divine Crest, it's a pipe dream.
And for him to reach this level, he merely wanted to take a look.
Of course, he was also somewhat curious as to who this person, who had been stuck at the third level of Divine Inscriptions all this while, was.
"This third level Divine Inscription doesn't seem to be a fusion of martial will, it's more like a brand new type of power." Han Feng muttered to himself as he swept the Divine Inscription away. He didn't stay for long as his perception slowly withdrew.
A moment later, Ling Wanqing's perception also returned to her body. She opened her eyes at the same time as Han Feng. Han Feng turned his head and saw Ling Wanqing here. He felt that Ling Wanqing was very familiar. He thought about it and realized that the girl in front of him was the person who helped him in Arena.
This girl had an extraordinary status in the Arena, and she was backed by a force like the Ling family. It seemed like this girl could not be underestimated.
"What? You don't know me?" Ling Wanqing smiled. Her white teeth and starry eyes, her red cheeks and bright dimples rippled. She was not any weaker than the girls of the Wuyan Palace.
Han Feng was a little embarrassed to stand up. He stood up and cupped his hands to Ling Wanqing. "No need. Han Feng has not thanked you for saving me that day."
Ling Wanqing smiled faintly, "What are you talking about, Young Master Han? Herb Medicine Pavilion was able to grow stronger thanks to Young Master Han's pill formula. This girl should be thanking Young Master Han."
Han Feng suddenly understood. No wonder the other party was able to recognize him. With the other party's background, he must have known him like the back of his hand a long time ago. Even though he had returned to his original appearance, the other party was still able to recognize him.
"You're welcome, young lady." Han Feng said with a smile.
"No need to be so polite. Just call me Wanqing. My surname is Ling." Ling Wanqing said in a very natural manner, causing a strange look to flash across Han Feng's eyes. Her surname was Ling, and she was from the Ling family. She was in charge of the Arena.
One of the Nine Great Aristocratic Families in the Great King Zhao Country was called the Ling family. However, he didn't know what kind of relationship the Ling family had with the Ling family in the Tianfeng City.
"Alright, let's leave together." Han Feng invited them with a smile. Since there were only two of them left, it would be rude if they didn't invite them to travel together. Besides, they had helped him and Han Lei before, so they could be considered friends.
"En." Ling Wanqing lightly nodded her head. Both of their figures rolled forward at the same time, as if they were carrying a fierce wind.
Strands of talisman light flickered around Han Feng's body, as if he was walking on a divine pattern. After breaking through to the Rank Two Divine Pattern Master, it seemed even easier for Han Feng to inscribe a First Grade divine pattern. One step, a divine pattern.
"This kid really has limitless potential. When he arrives in Royal City in the future... He will definitely become a dazzling genius. It's a pity that he was born a few years later. Otherwise, he would definitely be a god 's favored like an Eight Young Masters. " Ling Wanqing thought to herself. In the Arena, Ling Wanqing felt that Han Feng was not ordinary. It would be best if they could get along well with each other. She never thought that she would hear that Han Feng's pill formula had brought huge benefits to the Herb Medicine Pavilion. She felt lucky in her heart. Today, seeing Han Feng's combat strength and Soul Talent, she could feel a tremendous pressure from him. Perhaps, it wouldn't be long before this kid caught up to her.
They didn't say anything along the way. It was already too late for them to leave. Right now, they could only use all their strength to move towards the exit of the wasteland.
The exit of the wasteland.
One figure after another rushed out of the wasteland. Many people's auras were even more powerful than fifteen days ago, and their cultivations had also improved. This caused their elders to smile with satisfaction.
"Xiu Yuan." Jian Xuanchen saw Zhang Xiuyuan coming out of the Trial Land. He sized him up from head to toe. Zhang Xiuyuan's Qi had become even stronger, and the sword intent on his body was extremely powerful, as if he himself was a sharp sword.
"Will of Sword Dao, Level Five." Zhang Xiuyuan bowed to Jian Xuanchen and said, causing the smile in the latter's eyes to intensify. Sure enough, he was worthy of being called the god 's favored of the Nine Saints Sword Sect. This time, the Wilderness Trials was worth it.
However, he also felt a little emotional. There were too few disciples like Zhang Xiuyuan. In the Nine Saints Sword Sect, there were more than a thousand disciples who had entered the Wilderness Trials. However, only a few hundred of them were able to walk out alive.
Although he felt a little heartache, Jian Xuanchen didn't regret it. Only by experiencing the trial could he truly refine the god 's favored. Otherwise, even if his talent was outstanding, he wouldn't be able to become a true expert.
Immediately after, the disciples of Wuyan Palace also came out. A group of Heaven Immortals followed behind Holy Maiden. It was as if there was a clear and bright light emitting from them. It was as if a fairy had descended into the mortal world, causing many men's eyes to be fixed on her.
"He's coming out." The Expert of Celestial Energy Stage of Wuyan Palace smiled in a relaxed manner. Seeing that Holy Maiden and many other talented disciples were fine, she felt slightly relieved.
"Sister Shuang." A young girl stood beside this expert. When she saw Lin Shuang and the others walk out, she quickly stepped forward and threw herself into Lin Shuang's arms.
"Little girl, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for more than ten days, you are already a Genuine Martial Stage warrior." Lin Shuang fondly touched the other party's head, as if she loved her own sister.
"Wangya's talent is very good, but unfortunately, her starting speed is a little slow. If she could enter my Wuyan Palace as soon as possible, perhaps her cultivation would be a little stronger. Mrs Zhong was really lucky to have met such a precious disciple. I don't have such luck." The Expert of Celestial Energy Stage sighed and seemed to be somewhat envious that Mrs Zhong had picked up a talented and good disciple like Bai Wangya.
"Not slow, how old is our Wangya this year? At my age, my cultivation is even weaker than hers." Lin Shuang said with a smile.
"Sister Shuang seems to be very happy." Bai Wangya opened her eyes wide and said with a flash, causing Lin Shuang's face to turn slightly red. When she thought of that youth, she was indeed very happy.
"Because I saw you, you stinky girl. I saw a lot of young and talented people. I'm going to find one and betroth you to him." Lin Shuang teased, causing many people behind her to laugh. Bai Wangya was also a little embarrassed and turned her face away. " I'm not talking to you anymore."
"Wangya is very talented, but she has to go far. But it's hard." The Expert of Celestial Energy Stage of Wuyan Palace sighed in its heart. Bai Wangya had an extremely strong talent. When she entered the Wuyan Palace, she was already a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight. A few months had passed. It was really rare for her to break through to the Genuine Martial Stage Level One. Unfortunately, she still couldn't get through the hurdle in her heart. Mrs Zhong had said that if she did not cross this barrier, it was very likely that it would accumulate deeper and deeper. In the end, it would become a shackle that would hinder Bai Wangya.
But how to break this shackle, even Mrs Zhong and this Expert of Celestial Energy Stage did not know. This expert had only heard Mrs Zhong say that Bai Wangya's family had encountered a great disaster. The entire family had been destroyed, and her father's cultivation had been crippled. At this point, Bai Wangya was depressed. Other than Mrs Zhong and Lin Shuang, she seldom interacted with others.
Furthermore, it was said that the extermination of the family was caused by the Bai family. Therefore, Bai Wangya was unable to seek revenge from others and could only seal herself. It made one's heart ache. Regarding this, Mrs Zhong could only let time grind down the pain in Bai Wangya's heart. At the same time, let Lin Shuang accompany her more.
Figures whistled over and some of the rogue cultivators' elders were also there. Seeing that the strength of the younger generation had increased by quite a bit, they were also very happy in their hearts.
Of course, there were also some people who did not wait for the younger generation to come out before they understood a little. However, they did not dwell too much on it. How could there not be deaths in the Martial Dao Calamity?
"Situ, I'm relieved to see that all of you have improved. Dean Long is very optimistic about all of you." Elder Lei was also very happy when he saw Situ Cang and Sun Tianwang coming out.
"Thank you for the academy's support." Situ Cang and Sun Tianwang cupped their hands and thanked each other. They looked at each other. It seemed that the one who made the greatest progress in the trial was not them, right? It was unknown who could surpass that monstrous genius.
"Alright. When Han Feng comes out, we will leave." Elder Lei said with a smile.
"One thousand three hundred people have entered the wasteland, but only three hundred have come out?" The elder of the Falling Pavilion counted the number of people. When he saw that the number of disciples had decreased by more than half, he couldn't help but roar. All the disciples kept quiet out of fear, not daring to reply.
"Where is your Senior Brother Lu Haocang?" The elder of Falling Pavilion swept his eyes across the crowd. When he saw that Lu Haocang wasn't among them, he was puzzled. What was going on? Why wasn't the disciple he was most proud of?
"Senior Brother Lu Haocang, he, he..." One of them wanted to answer but hesitated, which made the elder even more annoyed, "Spit your fart!"
"He was killed." The disciple gritted his teeth and said.
"What!?" The elder of Falling Pavilion was shocked. A wave of Qi rolled out, as if the force of the Heavenly Yuan was sweeping across the entire space. Someone had actually killed his disciple. 、
"Who was the one who killed him?" Lu Haocang had comprehended the Force of Wutian. He was a Peak of Minor Genuine Martial Stage, and his strength was unparalleled. The only people who could kill him must be a few people who had joined forces with him.
"It's, it's a student of the Hongtian Academy, Han Feng." The disciple reported.
"Han Feng? The Han Feng who was chasing after Fourth Young Master?" An elder of Falling Pavilion suddenly unleashed a cold aura. This kid... What an impudent man! Not only did he chase after Fourth Young Master, he even killed his disciple! If he was let off just like that, how could this elder still have any face left?
"It's him! He killed senior disciple Lu and Wang Lang, and he even wants to kill Fourth Young Master!" When he thought of that scene, this disciple's heart started palpitating. That young man was simply a god of slaughter, a devil.
Right at this moment, Han Feng and Ling Wanqing stepped out of the exit of the wasteland at the same time. Just as they were about to walk towards the direction of Hongtian Academy, they discovered that an extremely cold chill had descended upon their bodies!