At the heart of the stone statue, a huge pit comes into view. In the center of the pit, the stars in the sky gathered together, like countless flickering fireflies, dancing around the pit.
The pit is not made of stone, but of a red crystal. The surface of the crystal is covered with spots, like dots of stars. As the crimson crystal walls in the pit move slowly, they are as unpredictable as the trajectory of the stars.
At the bottom of the pit, a heart-shaped crystal block is suspended. Bright rays of light shot out from the crystal wall and poured into the heart-shaped crystal block. The crystals are ruddy and crystal clear, intoxicatingly beautiful, and contain some mysterious power. Looking up at this crystal block, people seem to be looking up at the vast starry sky.
Although the crystal block is only the size of a fist, it is like a dazzling light spot in the huge pit. The starlight it releases is dazzling and thrilling. On the crystal walls of the deep pit, the light is extremely dense, like a natural barrier, covering the crystal blocks flowing with bright light.
Outside the pit, Nangong Ce looked indifferent, standing on one side with the three warriors from the Ghost Hall, looking at the crystal block in surprise. In the sky, the bright galaxy pattern is like a rain of stars, gathering downwards. Starlight surrounds the crystal block and drifts slowly.
Any warrior can feel the mysterious power contained in the crystal block. This crystal block seems to have the miraculous ability to gather the power of the stars, and it is an irresistible temptation for all warriors.
Nangong Ce, whose eyes were focused on the crystal block, and the three warriors from the Ghost Hall were all attracted by the mysterious charm released by the crystal block and could not bear to look away.
"Why don't Nangong Ce take action? If this continues, this mysterious crystal will fall into his hands." A Ghost Palace warrior with a first-level agility in the heavens had a cold face and stared at the crystal with cold eyes, anxiously said.
The two Ghost Palace warriors at the third level of Qi Condensation Heaven beside him also looked a little anxious and kept looking around, as if Mu Hui would appear in front of them at the next moment.
Nangong Ce's expression was solemn, and he waved his hands repeatedly. Clusters of blue flames rose up, forming a big blue hand, and suddenly grabbed the crystal block.
However, a strong resistance instantly came from the surface of the crystal block, blocking Nangong Ce's big hand transformed from the frost and fire spirit.
Under the collision, the big blue hand turned into countless small flames and splashed out the moment it came into contact with the light barrier. But these small flames quickly regrouped and condensed into big blue hands.
Nangong Ce did not give up because of this, but instead aroused his stronger fighting spirit, and once again activated the "Frost and Cold Flame" martial spirit, trying to catch the mysterious crystal.
"Boom!" Suddenly, the light barrier burst out with strong resistance again, shattering Nangong Ce's Frost and Fire Spirit, sending flames flying everywhere.
However, Nangong Ce did not give up. After several consecutive grabs, the light barrier suddenly shrank toward the crystal block like a squeezed balloon.
His Frost and Fire Martial Spirit carries an extremely cold air, and every time he hits the light barrier, the extremely cold air will penetrate a little bit. After several attempts, the counter-shock force of the light barrier seemed to be weakening.
Nangong Ce's eyes flashed with joy. Seeing the opportunity, he once again activated the Frost and Flame Martial Spirit, grabbing the crystal block like a tiger pouncing on food.
The three warriors from the Ghost Hall watched this scene nervously. They could all feel that Nangong Ce was getting closer and closer to success.
"Not good!" A warrior from the Ghost Palace who was agile in the first level exclaimed in a low voice, "At this rate, Nangong Ce will be able to get the crystal block very soon. If the young master doesn't come, it may be too late."
"What should I do?" another person asked anxiously.
"We must disturb Nangong Ce!" The warrior with the first level of agility said decisively, "I will stop him, you go and inform the young master."
After saying that, he no longer hesitated and immediately activated the ghost claws to try to stop Nangong Ce.
When the big blue hand transformed from Nangong Ce's frost and fire martial spirit grabbed the crystal block again, a warrior from the Ghost Hall suddenly stretched out his ghost claws and tried to pull Nangong Ce's big blue hand.
"Chi chi chi!" With a sound, the Netherworld Ghost Claw immediately became sluggish as soon as it touched Nangong Ce's big blue hand that was transformed into frost and cold flames. Blue light flashed, and the ghost claws were tightly suppressed by the frost and cold flames.
Seeing this scene, the other two warriors from the Ghost Hall hurriedly joined forces, and countless coffin nails were shot at Nangong Ce in an instant.
Facing this sudden attack, Nangong Ce looked stern and said in a cold voice: "You finally couldn't bear it anymore." As he spoke, his figure suddenly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Nangong Ce appeared next to the three Ghost Hall warriors, and the frost and cold flames turned into blazing flames and attacked the three of them. The three of them panicked and hurriedly joined forces to deal with it.
"Teleport!" Nangong Ce shouted and disappeared again.
"Bang!" A Ghost Hall warrior in the third level of Qi Condensation suddenly fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.
Nangong Ce appeared in an instant and sneered: "You dare to compete with me for food!" After that, the frost and cold flames in his hands turned into blazing flames, like blue fireballs, piercing the sky. The body of the warrior who fell to the ground suddenly froze, his vitality cut off by the cold air, and he died miserably.
Immediately afterwards, Nangong Ce used teleportation again and appeared behind another Ghost Hall warrior in the third level of Qi Condensation. He slapped the man's head mercilessly, and there was a loud bang. The man bled from all his orifices and died tragically on the spot.
At this time, the only remaining agile warrior saw this and was extremely frightened. He quickly sat down and used all his energy to push the coffin nails. Green thorns shot out like steel needles, threatening from all directions.
However, Nangong Ce was not afraid. He mocked: "Although you are also in the realm of agility, it is a pity that God did not favor you and let you have a martial spirit."
An ice wall formed by the condensation of frost and cold flames instantly stood up in front of him. Those coffin nails that were shot were blocked by the ice wall and could not cause any harm to him.
The Spiritual Realm warrior in the Ghost Hall paled instantly. He did not dare to hesitate and continued to push the coffin nails, sending more sharp thorns flying in all directions.
He understood that Nangong Ce had the teleportation spirit and he could not attack in only one direction. Although this would greatly consume his power, he had no choice.
He was buying time, waiting for Mu Hui's arrival.
However, he didn't know that Mu Hui had died in Chen Fan's hands, and he was destined to not be able to wait for the person he agreed to meet.
Nangong Ce stood relaxedly behind the ice wall, not impatient, just like a cat playing with a mouse. He looked at the agile warrior leisurely and said lightly: "I want to see how long you can hold on."
However, his persistence did not last long.
After three minutes passed, the coffin nails he released became increasingly sparse and less powerful than before.
Coffin Nail is a martial art that consumes extremely much vitality. Each time it is used, the vitality needs to be condensed like a needle, and when activated, it needs to be matched with a powerful impact of vitality.
Although the destructive power of the awn thorn is huge, the amount of energy consumed is also staggering.
Therefore, he soon discovered that his energy was about to run out.
Why hasn’t the young master come yet? This person looked anxious, his expression became more and more frightened, and his eyes became more and more uneasy.
"You can't wait." Nangong Ce seemed to know that he was waiting for Mu Hui, and said with an indifferent expression: "Because, you are going to die soon!" After saying this, Nangong Ce teleported out again.
This time, his body condensed into solid ice and he came directly to the person's side holding the coffin nails. In the man's frightened eyes, Nangong Shang's body gradually enlarged, and a ball of frost and cold flames covered his whole body.
"Kaka!" His body quickly froze and turned into a corpse covered with thick ice. The look of horror on his face was also frozen, turning into a cold corpse with a ferocious face.
Nangong Ce raised his foot and kicked the man with a stern expression. "Bang!" The ice cubes all over the Ghost Hall warrior's body were shattered, and his limbs and head were caught in the ice cubes. ——He was dismembered after his death.
Nangong Ce took his time and slowly walked towards the outer edge of the pit. He frowned and looked at the suspended crimson crystal, and murmured: "Finally no one will bother me now."
"Tap!" A sound of brisk footsteps suddenly came from a distance, interrupting Nangong Ce's train of thought. He frowned, with a look of boredom on his face, and complained in a low voice: "It's really troublesome, these guys from the Ghost Hall seem to be unkillable."
He turned his head and stared coldly at the direction where the footsteps came from. There, a young figure appeared in his sight, that was Chen Fan.
A hint of ridicule flashed in Nangong Ce's eyes, and he whispered: "Hey! This kid is still alive. The people in the Ghost Hall are really trash, and even he can't deal with them."
Chen Fan's footsteps stopped for a moment. He looked at Nangong Ce, who had a cold expression in front of him, without any fear on his face.
There was a sneer on Nangong Ce's lips, and he said: "Chen Fan, it's not easy for you to survive until now. We are all members of the Merchant Alliance, and we are descendants of the five major families in Tianyue City. Maybe we will have another chance in the future. Become friends. So I don’t want to kill you. If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened.”
Chen Fan suddenly laughed when he heard this: "You don't want to kill me?"
Nangong Ce nodded and said in a cold tone: "Yes, you leave immediately! Before I change my mind."
However, Chen Fan's answer stunned Nangong Ce. "But, I want to kill you!" There was a sneer on his lips, and his eyes revealed ruthlessness, "I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."
Nangong Ce was a little stunned at first, stunned for a moment, then his expression turned cold, he shook his head and murmured: "I really don't know whether to live or die. Forget it, it won't take much time to kill you, and it won't take much time to get rid of you from the Chen family. There is no hope, I think grandpa will like me doing this."
He didn't teleport, but slowly walked towards Chen Fan step by step.
"Tap tap! tap tap!" At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the distance again.
Not long after, Mu Ge and Yalan rushed over together with embarrassed expressions. After the two came over, neither of them looked at Chen Fan, but all stared at Nangong Ce. Mu Ge even said happily: "Master Nangong, are you already here?"
Nangong Ce paused and nodded to the two of them with a smile, "I have been here for a while, and I also cleaned up some garbage in the Ghost Hall, which also saved me some trouble."
"You haven't cleared up this trouble of mine yet." Chen Fan looked indifferent, a little bored for no reason.
"You? Haha, you can't be called trouble." Nangong Ce looked disdainful, "Killing you is not much different from crushing an ant to death."
"I'm waiting for you." Chen Fan responded without fear.
