Chapter 882 The Mighty One Arrives

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This is a desolate ruin.

There is a well in the center of the ruins, and a sacred light blooms in the well. It is the light of destiny. This light of destiny looks different from other lights of destiny. Other lights of destiny are sacred and pure, but this light of destiny is not pure in addition to being sacred. On the contrary, it is very turbid, turbid like chaos.

Next to the wellhead, there is also a woman standing.

A woman who looks ordinary, ordinary without any cultivation, but such an ordinary woman, standing here quietly, no one can sense her existence, a pair of eyes are extremely clear, clear as if there is no distraction, more like being able to see through everything in the world.

She stood, staring at the light of destiny, frowning, wondering what she was thinking.

And not far away, there was a group of people standing.

There were as many as fifty or sixty people, none other than the Canyang people who guarded the lifeline, and Wo Lan was among them.

And that ordinary woman was Xuanyuan Wan whom she had been waiting for.

Although Wo Lan was a member of the Canyang tribe who guarded the lifeline.

But she didn't know what lifeline she was guarding, and even this so-called lifeline secret realm was her first time.

She had imagined the lifeline secret realm before, but she never thought that it would be a ruin, and it looked like the ruins of a palace. Although it was already in tatters, there were still a few columns standing there, and some mysterious totems could be vaguely seen from the columns.

This ruin was very strange, and I couldn't tell what it felt like. It was just very strange, so strange that Wo Lan, who was standing in the ruins, didn't even dare to move, and had an inexplicable awe of this ruin in her heart.

Especially the well.

Although she had never seen the lifeline she was guarding, Wo Lan was sure that this well was the lifeline she had been guarding.

She could feel it.

And the feeling was very strong.

In addition to awe, Wo Lan couldn't figure out how a ray of destiny could appear in the lifeline she was guarding. She didn't know what it meant, but she just felt very scared.

Not just her.

More than 50 people from the Canyang Guardian Clan felt scared, even Wo Lan's grandfather, the Clan leader of the Canyang Clan, Canyang Hengshan.

As the Clan leader, Canyang Hengshan may know more than Wo Lan, but he only knows that the lifeline he guards is related to the Daoless Era. Apart from that, he knows nothing. Even so, it is enough to scare him, because he knows that the appearance of destiny in the lifeline means a terrible thing.

Remembering that Xuanyuan Wan asked all the other practitioners of Canyang Mountain to leave, Canyang Hengshan asked: "Empress Xuanyuan, did you... know that destiny would appear in the lifeline?"

"I just have a feeling." Xuanyuan Wan still stared at the light of destiny and responded lightly: "I'm not sure."

"Then...what about the Empress." Canyang Hengshan asked worriedly: "The Empress is still in there, will she be affected?"

"Not sure."

Xuanyuan Wan shook her head slightly, and then she remembered something and said: "Canyang should have taught the 'Wanluo Kongxin Mantra'."

Canyang Hengshan nodded.

"Okay, from now on, no matter what happens, don't pay attention to it, just recite the Wanluo Kongxin Mantra..."

Although Canyang Hengshan and others didn't understand why, they didn't hesitate. They sat cross-legged around the wellhead, put their hands together, and began to recite the Wanluo Kongxin Mantra.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from above the light of destiny.

This figure was vague and fuzzy, like smoke and fog, and it was unclear what it looked like, and it was impossible to detect its spiritual breath. The first moment it rushed out of the light of destiny, it stood in the ruins, staring at the wellhead, and then at Xuanyuan Wan.

Then, whoosh!

Another figure rushed in from the light of destiny.

This figure was also vague and fuzzy, like smoke and fog, and it was also unclear what it looked like, and it was impossible to detect any spiritual breath.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In less than a few breaths,

seven or eight vague and fuzzy figures rushed out of the light of destiny.

However.

It wasn't over yet.

Not long after, another five or six vague and fuzzy figures flashed out.

Whoosh!

Another figure rushed out from the light of destiny.

This time, the figure was neither ethereal nor blurry, but an old man, a sinister old man.

When the old man appeared, he also flashed to the side and looked at more than ten ethereal and blurry figures. His sinister eyes flashed with strange colors, and then he looked at the wellhead where the light of destiny was blooming. His expression was slightly moved. When he saw Xuanyuan Wan standing on the wellhead, his eyes became suspicious again, and the more he looked, the more suspicious he became.

At this moment.

Another figure rushed out from the light of destiny.

This figure was also neither ethereal nor blurry.

It was a monk.

A fat bald monk wearing a cassock, holding a bowl in one hand and chewing delicious food in the other hand, after appearing, he first chanted Amitabha.

"Bu Er Monk!"

The sinister old man who appeared earlier stared at the bald monk and called out his name.

Monk Bu Er took a bite of the delicious food and laughed, "So Senior Guangyin is here too."

"I am not the only one here." The gloomy old man named Guangyin glanced at the dozen or so vague figures in the distance and laughed, "All those who should come are here, and those who shouldn't come are here too."

When Monk Fuji glanced at the dozen or so vague figures, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he recited Amitabha again and said, "I have seen all the great masters."

None of the dozen or so vague figures opposite him paid attention to him, as if they didn't hear him, and kept looking at Xuanyuan Wan at the mouth of the well.

Monk Fuji also looked over. Like the others, when his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Wan, Monk Fuji couldn't help but frown deeply. The more he looked at it, the deeper the frown became, and the more he looked at the surprise in his heart. The richer it becomes.

Sudden!

Another change occurred in the Light of Destiny, and a group of seven or eight people rushed out.

There were seven or eight old men, headed by an extremely handsome young man. I couldn’t tell whether he was a man or a woman. The young man in black looked around, looking very surprised, and said: "It’s so lively, everyone has already arrived. There are so many people..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in black was forcibly stopped by an old man behind him. The old man looked at Monk Kaner, then at Guangyin, and when he looked at more than a dozen ethereal and blurry figures, he couldn't bear it anymore. , the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

They were watching, and Monk Fuji, Guangyin and others across from them were also looking at them, as if they were confused about the identities of these seven or eight people.

However.

Not long after, the light of destiny changed again.

Two people rushed out from the Light of Destiny, one was a calm man in green clothes, and the other was a cold and sharp young man in white clothes.