Published: December 26, 2024
“It’s the Silk Feather Robe.”
“It must belong to Pu Cai Jun.”
“But how could the Silk Feather Robe on him be shattered here? Moreover, the Silk Feather Robe is similar to close-fitting inner armor; ordinary damage simply cannot tear it apart.”
Xiu Chengze and the others were also shocked, their eyes filled with disbelief and confusion, their faces dark and grim.
Ling Luling, who first discovered the Silk Feather Robe, was nearly as pale as a ghost at this moment. How could she not know that the Silk Feather Robe belonged to Pu Cai Jun, and it was a close-fitting garment with astonishing defensive capabilities? Now that many fragments of the Silk Feather Robe had appeared here, what did that signify?
It meant that Pu Cai Jun had definitely encountered an accident. If he hadn’t suffered an overwhelming injury that he couldn’t withstand, how could this close-fitting Silk Feather Robe be shattered here? Moreover, Pu Cai Jun hadn’t responded at all to their communications.
“Pu Cai Jun may have already been killed.”
Ling Luling trembled, murmuring, her voice shaking.
Although she was reluctant to admit this point, everything before her was hinting at this possibility.
For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely silent. Everyone was stunned by this news, even unable to react for quite some time.
They couldn’t accept and digest this fact all at once.
This group of people had descended from the Heavenly Realm, fighting in the lower realms, having killed countless enemies, even annihilating the Demon Continent. While they had suffered injuries and encountered dangers, no one had ever fallen.
And now, in this small continent that was even weaker than the Demon Continent, where there were hardly any Holy Realm experts, one had actually fallen.
It instantly felt like a ship capsized in a sewer.
When had such a formidable powerhouse emerged from such a small continent?
They were very clear about Pu Cai Jun’s strength; he wasn’t weak and was indeed on par with them, hard to say who was stronger. But the young man who had just been a quasi-saint had managed to kill Pu Cai Jun. Didn’t that also pose a threat to their lives?
Thinking of this, Ling Luling and the others shivered.
Could it be that this continent was truly extraordinary?
Of course, accompanying that young man was also a Source Beast from the Demon Continent and two quasi-saints, but that didn’t explain why they could slay Pu Cai Jun. In the Demon Continent, hadn’t they killed their share of demonic masters?
Heavenly Source Beasts weren’t just limited to one.
Ling Luling and the others were shocked, while the shock on Shangguan Xi’er’s face exceeded theirs. Her heart felt like it was tossed by tumultuous waves, her complexion devoid of blood.
Qin Chen had actually killed the Heavenly Realm experts pursuing him? How could that be? Qin Chen was just a quasi-saint; how on earth did he accomplish that?
After three hundred years, Qin Chen not only revived but reached a level equal to hers. Now he had even slain a Heavenly Realm expert. Shangguan Xi’er’s heart was filled with mixed emotions; she couldn’t express what she was feeling at that moment.
She bitterly smiled; all her hard work over the past three hundred years, even cooperating with the Demon Tribe, cultivating their techniques and turning into half-human half-demon, what was it all for?
Heaven was truly unfair.
An indescribable resentment lingered in Shangguan Xi’er’s heart, gnawing at her insides.
At this moment, Ling Luling and the others gradually regained their composure, their gazes turning icy, a savage aura enveloping them.
Suddenly, Ling Luling moved. With a loud crash, her figure shot like lightning in front of Shangguan Xi’er, gripping her throat with a chilling intensity, her overwhelming killing intent nearly crushing Shangguan Xi’er to death.
“Speak! Who exactly is that kid you mentioned before?”
Ling Luling roared, the death of a companion filling her heart with immense fury.