The information about the Soul Seizing Chess is the great secret of heaven and earth.
Ning Fan was determined to break the spirit chess game, but in fact, he didn't know where to start.
Fortunately, he understood everything in an instant.
Although I don’t know the specific rules and taboos here, I understand where to go at this moment.
"The breaking point is in that direction..."
So while the survivors looked in awe and hesitated to speak, Ning Fan held up an umbrella and walked towards the depths of darkness like a northern barbarian god.
Immortal Emperor Nange sighed repeatedly.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang is worried about the safety of the Northern Barbarian God, so he went to lend a helping hand. It's better for me to wait, I don't dare..."
You can obviously live in bed, but are you still willing to take risks...
Sure enough, there is a story between Zhang Dao and the Beiman God...
Like Immortal Emperor Nange, there are many others who secretly have the fire of gossip in their hearts.
The thought of Zhang Dao was a little scary, but no one dared to say anything.
Only when he returned to his hometown, his eyes were blank, and he felt that Ning Fan's back looked even more familiar at this moment.
But the familiarity this time did not come from his nostalgia for the Master, but from the earlier past before meeting the Master...
At that time, he was still a ray of light from the beginning, born with the beginning of the Hongmeng.
People can't remember the memory of the embryo, but they will never forget the warm feeling of sleeping soundly in the mother's belly...
The Light of Taichu cannot remember what Hongmeng Chuding saw and encountered, but even if the memory is gone, time will still leave traces.
So familiar...
He must have seen a similar back somewhere...
He must have seen such a lonely traveler holding an umbrella and walking through the eternal night...
[Chaos flesh and blood, filled with darkness, just to prevent the mountains and seas from meeting each other. But when I come, there will be no more disputes between the mountains and the sea. It is the right time to open the sky at this time. From now on, there will be light in the world...]
There will be light, will there be... [there will be light]...
If this is the wish of the Immortal...
I wish... to be the first ray of light in the beginning...
[In the dark night when everything is shrouded, in the darkest place, a beam of light longs to meet another beam of light...]
[When a beam of light can illuminate another beam of light, then this beam of light will be immortal and pass on to the end of time...]
[I know how to get to the end of time, but I don’t know that even if I go there, I still don’t have your direction...]
[But the light I left behind will definitely shine into your clouds somewhere in the mountains and seas, on a certain night...]
I must have seen this person...
But, where did I see it, I can’t remember...
...
After Wu Yahai left, the golden light falling all over the sky disappeared together, so the interior of the Soul Seizing Chess was once again dominated by darkness.
However, this darkness is not as peaceful as night, but extremely noisy. Just because wherever Ning Fan went, the black mist would startle and flee. Millions of voices echoed in the ears, and hundreds of millions of chaotic consciousnesses wanted to assimilate with their own consciousness... This was not only a noise, but also vaguely formed the prototype of some extremely powerful illusion. If you are a person with a weak Taoist heart,
, maybe you will be trapped in some kind of dark fantasy and unable to extricate yourself...
However, Ning Fan didn't pay any attention to the black mist that fled in all directions... After chatting with Wu Yahai, he gained a lot of new understanding of rain. If he didn't want to, then these thousands of voices would just be The sound of thousands of rain showers.
Compared with these noisy black mist, there seems to be something else hidden in the depths of the darkness, and that is something that needs to be guarded against more.
And when Ning Fan went all the way, it turned out that there was something in the darkness that attacked him repeatedly, and it attacked him twenty-two times along the way. Although the opponent's methods were sinister, he still dodged them one by one.
"Interesting boy, you obviously haven't locked up your five senses, but you can't be affected by the immortal voice. You, you are good! You are worth killing me! Say your name, I will give you a happy..."
Seeing that the sneak attack was useless, the attacker finally showed up. It was an old man whose appearance was hidden in a black cloak. This person gave Ning Fan an unfathomable feeling, but this powerful feeling had nothing to do with his own cultivation. It was more like this person was connected to the entire Soul Seizing Chess game in some way. Because he was protected by the Soul Seizing Chess, the old man’s body
Above, there is an almost immortal aura faintly coming out...
[This person’s identity is the soul-catching general—the soul-catching guard]
[This person is blessed with indestructible protection. If the spirit is stolen without permission, even the saints will find it difficult to kill this person]
[If you want to break the Soul Seizing Chess, you must first defeat the Spirit Seizing General. If you cannot break it with force, you need to follow the rules]
Ning Fan instantly understood the identity of the cloaked old man.
He also instantly understood the fact that with his current strength, he could not kill the old man in the cloak.
Under the protection of the indestructible, even the saints can't kill him... If it's just an ordinary undead creature, Ning Fan still has ways to deal with it, but those methods are not enough to deal with such a large-scale indestructible...
It seems that it is not easy to pass the level physically...
Ning Fan's face was expressionless, but he secretly said it was a pity.
If there is no indestructible protection, he is more inclined to directly kill the spirit-stealing general. However, at the moment, he needs to temporarily follow the rules and act as a human being...
"Hmph! I asked you your name, why didn't you answer? You were able to evade me seventeen times of the Spiritual Consciousness Extinction Technique, but it was just a fluke. Do you really think I can't kill you!" Seeing that Ning Fan ignored him, the old man in the cloak spoke again. provocatively.
But Ning Fan still ignored the old man's provocation and did not reply.
The old man apparently carried out twenty-two sneak attacks, but he said there were only seventeen. It felt like he was deliberately provoking refutation...
Considering that there are many magical powers of speech in the world, Ning Fan strongly suspected that the old man had some malicious intentions in inducing him to reply.
And when he understood everything in an instant, he finally knew where the old man's evil intentions came from.
It turns out that those who enter the chess game cannot talk to the spirit-stealing general. If they dare to talk, they will be punished by the spirit-stealing immortal order.
"Oh? Didn't you expose my lie? It seems that you are not a newbie..." The old man in the cloak looked away and shook his head with some regret. The sinister predicament revealed before seems to be just an illusion.
Is this kid really not a newbie...
The old man's mind was racing. When Ning Fan was walking in the Soul Seizing Chess, he secretly observed it for a long time, and even tested it twenty-two times. He was already convinced that this was his first time entering the Soul Seizing Chess, but now he was a little unsure - Seizing Lingqi will make people
He has forgotten what he encountered in the chess game, but if he is a veteran who has entered Soul Seizing Chess many times, his body will have some instinct left in his body. This player has no trace of such instincts, but this player seems to know nothing about Soul Seizing Chess. ..
Speaking of which, the umbrella this guy is holding is a bit powerful. What kind of umbrella is it...
It looks familiar, but my memory is too damaged to remember clearly. I can only remember things related to playing chess...
The old man in the cloak shook his head, suppressing his fear of the mysterious umbrella.
Why don't we trick this guy again and see if we can trick him into violating the taboo...
If he falls for it, I can win without a fight...
The old man in the cloak was planning to make a few more dirty tricks.
Ning Fan didn't give the old man a chance. He directly collected the merit umbrella and bowed to the old man, performing the etiquette of a chess player.
The old man's expression suddenly changed, but he couldn't restrain his scheming, so he forced himself to return the favor to Ning Fan.
These are...the rules of Soul Seizing Chess!
A gift that cannot be refused! After a ceremony, life and death are determined by fate!
The two of them saluted, and then an ancient fairy light broke through the darkness and turned into an illusory chessboard, lying between them.
What's more, some invisible power spread out from the illusory chessboard, like silk and threads, like orders and contracts, connecting Ning Fan and the old man in the cloak, as if life and death were hanging by a thread.
"Misstep! This kid knows the rules of Soul Seizing Chess! He is really not a novice!"
The immortal order has been fulfilled. Even if he doesn't want to, the old man in the cloak has to sit down and play a game of soul grabbing chess with Ning Fan.
The Immortal Order is like an invisible thread, entwining the two. If one party is afraid of the opponent and wants to escape, he will be bitten by the Immortal Order in an instant!
Saints who disobey orders will also suffer wear and tear; those who are saints will be directly wiped out by the immortal order. It is rare to be able to withstand the punishment of the immortal order in the second step...
"Forget it, I'll just play a game with you. It's a pity that your chess skills don't seem to be very advanced..."
The old man in the cloak has the skill of chess soul, and can observe the depth of Ning Fan's chess practice.
According to his observations, Ning Fan's chess skills are very mixed. Among them, there are few parts that are self-cultivation. Seventy-eight times out of ten, they actually come from external forces...
Are you relying on taking Tao Fruit to improve your chess power all the way? And you don't even have a chess soul, and you haven't reached the first level yet. In this case, it's not that you can't deal with it, but in the game, how can you kill people quickly with off-board moves...
"I'm a guest from afar, so let me decide, little friend. In this round, guessing comes first or..." The old man in the cloak wanted to say something else.
Ning Fan ignored it at all, twisted one of the white chess pieces, and dropped it directly, silently telling the opponent that your plan was meaningless.
Stop making any extra-game moves and finish this game as soon as possible. I'm in a hurry!
The old man's face suddenly darkened.
Yes! He originally wanted to trick Ning Fan into violating the taboo. Soul Seizing Chess has a set sequence of moves that cannot be changed.
If two people are playing a game, and they are both outsiders, they will guess first; if the outsider is playing against the soul-catcher, the soul-catcher will play black, and the outsider will play white, and here, white moves first. This is a rule and cannot be violated. .
But this guy knows too much about Soul Seizing Chess. What is going on...
"This person likes to make extra moves so much. Could it be that he is not very good at chess?" Ning Fan thought to himself.
"If the calculation is useless, the only choice is to use real swords and guns! As long as this boy is not a first-level sage, it will be easy to defeat him!" the old man thought to himself.
With this in mind, the old man stopped talking nonsense, which would be in vain anyway. And he keeps making extra moves, which only distracts him from playing chess...
Then the old man twisted the black chess piece, and after thinking for a while, he dropped it on the chessboard.
In the blink of an eye, four moves started.
White chess occupies the lower two corners, one star and one eye.
The star position is not good for guarding the angle, but it is good for building external momentum, and the small eye is good for gaining land.
It was a very stable start with such a balanced approach. It was obvious that although Ning Fan made moves quickly, he did not act recklessly.
As for the old man in the cloak, he made the wrong choice.
"Based on my past experience in games, I will choose to defend the corner next... In this way, the right to attack first belongs to me..."
But then, Ning Fan chose to stay in a high-hanging room on the 15th of the 16th.
"Huh? Is this kid so aggressive? Is he confident or impulsive..."
The old man in the cloak frowned deeper.
The chess spirit's perception is unmistakable! This player's chess skills are probably not as good as mine. His chess skills are so mixed, so he can't be a strong chess player. However, this guy actually refused to defend and counterattacked. Is this the proper attitude to start with...
Whatever! My predecessor was the seventh among the ten heroes of the Southern Qi Dynasty. He was a genius chess player who reached the second level after learning chess for three million years. After becoming a spirit-stealing general, he gained two million years of chess power through hard training and plunder. He also obtained what he should have been able to possess only at the first level.
Some chess souls.
If you dare to attack, how can I avoid it? How can I still be afraid of you attacking me?
The old man chuckled slightly, twirled the chess piece, and finally landed on sixteen or twelve.
If you are very aggressive, then I will be more powerful than you. I will directly fight you with the Immortal Flying Knife-Slaying Style!
You dare to respond!
"Huh? Does the other party want to do a flying knife move with me..." It was Ning Fan's turn to frown.
The so-called fixed form refers to the layout stage, in which both sides follow a specific sequence of moves and take the basic chess shape that is generally stable and what they need.
The immortal-killing flying knife is a set style, and the characteristics of this set style, to sum up, are that it hurts others and hurts oneself, just like an immortal-killing blade that is too sharp... This set style is very ancient, complex, and Chess players in different places have different tendencies and preferences for the use of this formula. Therefore, they are divided by region, including Tianyuan Flying Knife, Nanliang Flying Knife, Bailong Flying Knife, etc.
The next step...according to the memory of Emperor Luan Gu, once this formula is unfolded, there will be at least 300,000 to 400,000 subsequent changes...
And this kind of complexity is aimed at both sides of the chess game, so it is said that it hurts others and hurts oneself.
People like Emperor Luangu who regard playing chess as a hobby would not study the flying knife formula in depth.
So Ning Fan is not particularly good at this formula.
Raising his head, Ning Fan took a deep look at the other person, as if he could see through the other person's thoughts.
Does this person choose this formula because he wants to drag the situation into complexity, and then rely on his game experience that far exceeds mine to crush me...
How many games of chess has this person played in his life? How many games have I played...
In terms of experience, I am not as good as him...
Ning Fan could feel how deeply the other party practiced the art of chess. This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling, derived from the chess player's intuition, an intuitive feeling emerging from the depths of the soul.
An alchemist has a medicinal soul.
Chess players also have a chess spirit.
Ning Fan has not cultivated a chess soul, but he has the basic intuition of a chess player; and as his chess skills improve, his intuition becomes more and more acute, so he can sense the opponent's huge game experience.
But there is no fear.
If you are not as experienced as your opponent in the game... then use your computing power to make up for it!
Faced with the complex flying knife formula, Ning Fan no longer acted hastily, but began to take a long test. In his mind, thousands of complex changes turned into a flow of information, and he was calculating quickly.
After a long time, I made a choice in my mind, moved the chess piece, and dropped it.
No words, no words, only the sound of the chess pieces falling in response. "Oh? You actually dare to go head-to-head with me? Although your chess skills are mixed, your courage is worthy of the name of a chess player! It's a pity that your choice is not a good one. You must rarely learn the flying knife style, and Not concerned
The evolution of ancient formulas over time..."
The old man suddenly felt relieved when he saw that Ning Fan's selection was not the best one he had learned.
The opponent's chess skills are indeed extraordinary.
This game was won!
However, the situation did not develop as the old man expected...
After more than ten moves of chess, the old man faintly noticed something was wrong.
"Something's wrong! His choice of points is different from what I learned, but if it's not a flying knife, it's not necessarily the case. This is more like a new change of flying knives, rather than casually..."
After a few more moves, the old man began to sweat on his forehead. "It's only been a few moves, and now...you can feel a small loss now? I can't see where the loss is, but the chess spirit can sense the existence of the loss...something is wrong, something is wrong, this is completely different from what I have learned before. It’s different. What he did was
What kind of flying knife is it..."
The old man's hands trembled slightly, and he picked up a chess piece, but failed to hold it and dropped it.
He forced himself to stay calm and thought about counterattacks; he didn't want to believe that his best knife-throwing stance was defeated by a junior with mixed chess skills in just a few moves...
Fortunately, this is just the beginning!
Even if it’s a small loss, there’s no need to rush!
Don't panic, let alone panic...
In a duel between top chess players, temporary losses are not worth mentioning. There are countless chess players who are at a disadvantage, but they can turn the situation around with a magical move. What's more, I only suffered a small loss, so I can still win this game!
The old man took a deep breath, and after a long test, he settled down.
Faced with the old man's counterattack, Ning Fan didn't think for too long. Instead, he directly chose the point as if he had expected it.
In an instant, the old man's expression, like his situation at the moment, took an even sharper turn...
...
After reaching the ninety-eightth move, the old man finally let out a long sigh, as if he was unwilling and relieved, and surrendered.
"You won...but I don't understand who taught you the flying knife. This is the first time I have seen...such a sharp attack..."
"..." There was no response. Ning Fan obviously still remembered that he could not talk to the spirit-catching general. "Sorry, this time, I didn't mean to..." The old man couldn't help but be surprised. At this time, he had lost the chess game and could not escape death, but he had no intention of dragging Ning Fan to die with him. Previously, he was too focused on the chess game itself, and he had forgotten their identities.
, What is this place?
He even forgot the fact that he was already a soul-catching general, instead of the handsome young man who could play chess all day long...
But when the chess game got serious, the old man became even more selfless. At that moment, what he was thinking about was not the punishment of death if he lost, but the instinct of a chess player to fight for the outcome...
After a long absence, I forgot myself...and after a long absence, I found myself again.
How long has it been since I played chess so heartily and heartily, even if this joyful play ended in a disastrous defeat...
When was the last time you felt this way?
I can't remember it, the memory is so broken, so missed, so... regretful...
Why, to become a soul-catching general...
Who turned me into such an abominable appearance...
So hateful, so hateful...
I can’t remember, I can’t remember clearly...
Who am I, who am I...
I am one of the top ten heroes of Nan Qi...where is my rank...
Where is Nanqi...
I will go to the end, to the end...
...
The eyes of the cloaked old man suddenly became painful, and his body slowly turned into black energy and dissipated. Even the indestructible things that were protected on his body were taken back by the soul-seizing chess...
If he loses, as a spirit-stealing general, if he loses, he will die. This is the rule.
But no one had ever told him that the death of the Soul Seizing General would be... so painful and so long!
If a living person dies quickly enough, it may only take an instant. As long as the vision goes dark, nothing will be known anymore... However, the death of the soul-stealing general is very slow. After all, many soul-catching generals have involuntarily turned into such inhuman and ghostly forms. There are always some disobedient people who would rather die than become slaves of soul-catching people. If you want to die, then
I can't let you get your wish easily!
If you follow my immortal order, you will suffer for the rest of your life!
Those who abandon my order will suffer... for ten lifetimes!
"Ah ah ah ah ah..."
The old man in the cloak began to scream.
The space of Soul Seizing Chess is controlled by Huang.
Its time is controlled by suffering. At this moment, the old man in the cloak is like an exiled fish sinking into the sea of suffering. The endless invisible sea water has turned into despair, pain, and unbearable memories, into an eternal nightmare of ten reincarnations, and into an empty hell, washing away
Holding his... incomplete soul.
This is the punishment for the loser!
Ning Fan understood everything instantly.
In the next ten hours, the old man in the cloak will continue this soul-rending pain, but the so-called ten hours are the perception of the winner.
The feeling of a loser, the long cycle of ten centuries...
On average, one hour has to bear the pain of a saint's reincarnation.
This is...what a concept! Taking a tenth-century saint like Ant Lord as an example, it means that Ant Lord has been suffering from pain since birth. In the picture, the poor ant master is still a child, but he is tied to a torture device with iron chains and cannot achieve any good results; in her
In front of him, stood an expressionless Ning Fan, holding a leather whip and the Sword of Heaven, one sword after another, without stopping for a second, stabbing at the ant master, and kept stabbing...
Ten years later, it’s still pricking.
Hundreds of years have passed. Still pricking.
Thousands of years have passed, and it's still stabbing.
Ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, one million years...
Finally, the ant owner was tortured to the point of being reduced to a human form, and finally survived the reincarnation, almost not being directly stabbed to death by Ning Fan.
But at this time, Ning Fan told her, I'm sorry, it's only been one cycle of reincarnation, little sister. Next, there will be nine cycles of reincarnation. If you don't endure it, it will be over soon...
pain! It hurts so much!
What kind of inhuman torture is this!
This soul-stealing chess is a little too twisted in my heart. Even a saint would not be willing to endure the pain of ten lives...
Ant Lord: "Thank you, but please don't compare me to me next time..."
She would never admit that even a saint like herself found the punishment of the Soul Seizing Chess abnormal.
Ning Fan: "Next time I will definitely..."
...
Although the punishment of Soul Seizing Chess was abnormal, Ning Fan would not be overflowing with sympathy for a person who had just been an enemy.
But there was one thing that Ning Fan didn't like.
In this game, he clearly won, but he couldn't leave just after winning; according to the rules of Soul Seizing Chess, he could only leave after his opponent died.
In other words, he would listen to the old man in the cloak wailing here for ten hours... He was not a sadist, and he had no extra time to waste here.
Maybe he will encounter more soul-stealing generals on the road ahead, maybe not... But if he encounters more, if he has to wait for ten hours in every game to wait for the soul-stealing generals to be tortured to death, he might not know. Sixteen days have passed like this...
The Northern Barbarian God would use sixteen days to break the Spiritual Chess. Ning Fan originally thought that sixteen days was a lot, but now he is worried that it is not enough...
Then don't wait any longer.
Ning Fan has no intention of saving the other party, nor does he have the ability, nor can he save the enemy.
But if you just want to give him death and give him a happy life, and it is beneficial to you, it is not impossible.
So under the puzzled gaze of the cloaked old man, Ning Fan summoned the Nihai Sword.
Then, the sword light slashed down...
"Useless... ordinary... means... cannot... cut off... the immortal order..."
The old man in the cloak said weakly.
He seemed to see that Ning Fan was in a hurry and didn't want to wait for him to perish here.
No matter what the motive was, this sword was considered a kind gesture for him. But he didn't think that this sword could free him...because even if he lost and lost the qualification to be protected by the Soul Seizing Chess, the Soul Seizing Chess would still remain in the Soul Seizing General's body for the purpose of punishment. A little bit of indestructible power
, to ensure that the Soul Seizing General can survive the ten hours of punishment. If he fails to survive the punishment and dies early, wouldn’t it be a disappointment to the Soul Seizing Chess?
There are very few indestructibles left, so few that they can only keep the soul-stealing general alive for ten hours, which is extremely torturous...
But the level of that power is very high, and it is impossible to break it with ordinary means... The old man originally believed this, but when the sword light passed by, his residual force was actually broken into two after this sword. Cut off, Canqi turned into an illusory butterfly that slowly burned, and then the butterfly flew away little by little and drifted away little by little.
, only a glimmer remained, and then even the glimmer gradually disappeared...
Death has finally come...
The suffering of ten lives was also relieved... At the moment when everything was wiped out, the old man in the cloak was stretched out in his thoughts. Countless butterflies seemed to fly by in front of his eyes, guiding him, slowly returning with his memories, and countless butterflies flew by. The beauty that he should no longer remember is like a countercurrent
And the returning warm sea played back bit by bit in front of his eyes...
He felt himself getting lighter and lighter, as if he had turned into a swallow in the rain.
So he moved forward in the misty rain of March, flying over the sea, over the mountains, and across a long time... He came to a strange but familiar water town, flew past one temple after another, and finally stopped on the branches of the willow tree beside the bridge. On the branch, there was another swallow waiting for him, but it was not actually a swallow, but a swallow.
It was a gentle woman, looking at him tenderly. Next to the woman, there were his and her children...
"Husband... I have worked hard for you these years..."
"Daddy, daddy! We miss you so much, we miss you so much..."
The old man in the cloak burst into tears, as if he remembered everything at this moment...
The love and hate, the kindness and sin of the past, all seem to be in this sword, returning to where they came from...
"Many...thank you..."
The old man left with a smile.
Almost at the moment when the old man disappeared, a pitch-black Dao Fruit condensed at the place where the old man disappeared.
This is the reward for the winner of Soul Seizing Chess.
Arriving at the same time, there is also the reward of the Holy Son's Thunder Book.
However, at this moment, Ning Fan didn't see those rewards, but...his own sword.
"My Taoist magical powers and even Taoist soldiers seem to have become..."
Becoming stronger...
Although the amount of indestructible remaining in the cloaked old man's body was so small that it could be ignored, Ning Fan never thought that he could kill the old man with just one sword...
However, the result is this...
This cut was beyond his usual level, and it was not even a little bit higher...
It is not a quantitative change, but a qualitative unity...
The Nihai Sword is forged based on the Zhanyi Dao Sword.
The swordsmanship he uses is the combination of the five swords of Yin and Yang.
But when he slashed out the sword, what he was thinking about was "sending you to death" and "death is like a lamp going out".
The combination of the three does not deliberately think about the shape of Taoism, but it is like flowing clouds and flowing water, flowing freely...
Then the sword came out, and what came out was not the light of the sword, but... the shadow of a butterfly...
This sword is more like integrating everything you have learned into your instincts, doing it spontaneously, reducing the complex and simplifying it, then removing the form and leaving the Tao, and finally even the Tao is gone, leaving only one thought in your heart...
And that butterfly is the reflection of the thoughts in my heart...
Ning Fan seemed to have realized something, but was unable to express it openly.
The only thing that can be remembered is the emotion when swinging the sword...
"Is this a benefit Wuyahai has given me..."
But it was obviously just a short chat, could it really lead to such a huge improvement?
Maybe, it can! Because that is the boundless sea that countless monks long to encounter once in their lives.
It was already hard to find someone else to meet him, but he... was actually invited to his home as a guest.
I just don’t know if there is any hope of achieving this agreement. If so, he may be able to stay at his home in Wuyahai for a few more days...
...
at the same time.
The face of the culprit of this Soul Seizing Chess changed.
"No! Someone is killing me with the sword of cause and effect!"
But there was a butterfly sword light that came from nowhere, traveled back along the long river of time, and directly cut into the realm of Saint Jiumo.
The sword light came too suddenly, and sometimes the long river of time was blocked by the sword, so it didn't leave much time for people to react.
Even someone as strong as Saint Jiumo could only barely resist for a moment.
The good news is that this sword is very weak. Just by crossing the long river of time, it seems to have exhausted all its power. It is like raindrops hitting the face. It is very light and cold, and Saint Jiumo is not damaged at all.
The bad news is that he, a great saint, was accidentally attacked and slapped in the face...
"Who on earth is teasing me like this..." Saint Jiumo took a deep breath, cleared away the anger in his heart, and secretly reasoned.
Then, his eyes moved.
"It's incredible... I can understand that the secrets of heaven are unpredictable during countless calamities, but this time it's not the secrets that hinder the calculation!"
"It's a supreme being with an inconceivable body...that's killing me..." Thinking of this, the majestic saint actually had cold sweat streaming down his forehead...
