Chapter 958 Undercurrent Surges
After a year since the opening of the Desolate Ancient Heaven Territory, the entire Dongsheng State Territory experienced a huge shocking change...
The power rankings of the major sects, which had been stabilized for thousands of years, finally ushered in an earth-shaking reshuffle.
Lei Sheng Palace, this colossal existence, was directly uprooted in just one day, and the supreme soul figure, Lei Aoqiong, died in battle...
This battle has achieved Chu Hen and the entire Kunliu Mountain...
It also caused Dongsheng Prefecture to fall into a chaotic storm vortex for a long period of time to come.
However, under this turbulent state, there are also many undercurrents surging.
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"Owner!"
A voice full of awe and reverence quietly broke the dead silence in the darkness.
This is a spacious and luxurious hall, whether it is floor tiles, palace pillars, or steps, it all reveals an extraordinary mysterious atmosphere.
"Qi Tianling, appeared..."
"Buzz!"
When the words 'Qi Tian Ling' came out, the air in the entire hall seemed to tremble.
A figure sitting above the main hall suddenly stood up. This man was tall and burly, and his whole body was covered in a gorgeous blue robe. His outstretched old hands were as thin and sharp as eagle claws...
"Is it related to the series of turmoil in Dongsheng Prefecture in recent days?"
"Master is wise, Qi Tianling is on Chu Hen's body."
A figure in the center of the hall knelt respectfully, his breath was as cold as a frost blade.
"Go on!" The blue-robed old man replied coldly.
"A year ago, that Chu Hen was no more than an ordinary disciple of Kunliu Mountain, and his cultivation was only at the Earth Profound Realm. But after he came out of the Desolate Ancient Heaven Realm, his strength continued to soar, and after that, he even got involved with millions of people. In the battle of Lei Sheng Palace, Lei Aoqiong died in battle... Moreover, the subordinates witnessed the coming of the 'Phantom of the Evil God' with their own eyes..."
The last sentence is very certain,
His tone was also very firm.
"It's really amazing..." the figure above the hall murmured in a low voice, "It took less than a year to go from the Earth Profound Realm to the Eternal Realm... The power to fascinate man..."
"Master, please give instructions!"
The cold figure in the center of the hall lifted his eyelids slightly, and a cold light shone.
However, the old man in the blue robe shook his head, "Don't act rashly for the time being. Now, that Chu Hen is attracting the attention of all. Once he makes a move, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of other saints... If you mess up like last time Now, the Lord blames it, none of us can bear the consequences..."
As soon as he heard the word "Master", the sharpness of the other party's body immediately subsided.
It seems that it is a god that is everywhere, even if it is only released with too much momentum, I am afraid it will be a kind of disrespect.
Silence filled the air, and the air seemed a little frozen.
The blue-robed old man pondered for a while, and the pair of green eyes in the dark black robe were like poisonous snakes, making one's heart palpitate.
"The land of the Eastern Continent has expressly stipulated that the saints must not intervene in the grievances between the major states, let alone attack them for no reason... and send people to keep an eye on Kunliu Mountain's every move for the time being, and wait for the limelight After the past, and then take it secretly, Qi Tianling..."
"Subordinates understand!"
"Go down!" The old man in blue robe waved his hand.
Immediately, the person's body twisted and floated like a ghost, like a disturbed reflection on the water surface, and the next moment, a flash of light flashed, and the person disappeared in place...
Looking at the empty hall, the old man in blue robe sighed deeply.
"Qi Tianling, the power of the evil god... is really amazing..."
Afterwards, the old man in blue robe followed him down the steps and left the hall.
About half an hour later, the other party came to a palace shrouded in mysterious colors. This palace seemed to be bathed in the divine glow, and it looked like a fairy palace, dazzling...
The old man walked into the palace with light and steady steps.
Surprisingly, the exterior of the palace is dazzling and resplendent, but the interior is particularly dark and cold. At a glance, only the night pearls embedded on the walls glow with dense light...
The empty hall was eerie yet extremely cold.
"My lord..."
The blue-robed old man walked to the bottom of the main hall, bowed his head and muttered.
"Qi Tianling, appeared again!"
"Wow!"
In an instant, a figure sitting on a spacious stone throne in the main hall quietly opened his eyes. Under the dim light, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, only the vague and stern outline...
His eyes, exuding supreme majesty, were as sharp as a sword, staring coldly at the figure kneeling in the center of the hall.
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For more than ten days in a row, the chaos in Dongsheng Prefecture continued.
However, Kunliu Mountain ushered in the calm after the storm.
It's just that under this calm, everyone is also a little uneasy.
These unease, all originate from one person.
"It's been more than half a month, why is Chu Hen still in a coma? Let's ask the head of Ram to take a look later!"
"But the head of the Ram said that all the injuries on his body have healed."
"That's right, even Hua Xue couldn't find out what's wrong with Chu Hen."
"This is strange, this guy is really anxious to death."
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In an elegant courtyard, Mu Feng, Miaozi, Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang and others gathered together in a frowning manner.
In the battle that day, due to Gongyang Yu's timely arrival, Chu Hen was not fatally injured.
In addition, these days, Huaxue devoted herself wholeheartedly to treating her. It stands to reason that the other party should have woken up long ago, but the other party hadn't opened her eyes for more than ten days.
This situation really made them feel uneasy.
"I think you don't need to worry too much..." Huaxue stood up and said with certainty, "I checked just now, Chu Hen's breath is very stable, and there must be no other injuries on his body. He hasn't woken up yet, probably because he was too stimulated by the loss of Miss Mengshang before, and the mental burden made him unwilling to face the reality, and it may take a few days before he wakes up..."
When 'Luo Mengshang' was mentioned, everyone couldn't help feeling sorry.
Long Xuanshuang parted her red lips, shook her head and sighed softly, and said, "Everyone go back first! Let him be alone..."
Everyone didn't say much, nodded slightly heavily, and then left one after another.
...
In the blink of an eye, the huge courtyard became extraordinarily quiet.
In the spacious and bright room, the windows are open, and you can see the blue sky and picturesque mountains and rivers outside.
A gentle spring breeze blows in from the window, shaking the few blue petals in the vase on the table.
Chu Hen lay quietly on the bed, put on clean and tidy clothes, a few faint marks of scars that had not completely disappeared could be faintly seen on the handsome cheeks...
"Mengshang..."
Chu Hen couldn't help frowning as he murmured a low and subtle dream. Even in his sleep, he seemed to be deeply saddened...
However, at this moment, a melodious and light flute sound came from nowhere.
The sound of this flute is particularly ethereal and crisp, touching the soul, stirring the heartstrings, beautiful and pleasant...
At this time, Chu Hen's eyelids trembled slightly, and his frowning brows slowly relaxed, and then, his eyes slowly opened...
All the attention is on the beautiful flute sound.
As if deja vu.
It's like a calling.
Chu Hen got up and got out of bed a little dullly, his slightly weak complexion looked a little pale...
Then, he walked out of the room, as if being drawn by the sound of the flute, and walked in one direction.
No one was alarmed along the way!
It seemed that except for Chu Hen, no one could hear the strange sound of the flute.
...
Not long after, Chu Hen came to the edge of a flyover.
The sky bridge traverses between the two cliffs, which is quite imposing.
However, on the other side of the overpass, stood a figure wrapped in a loose black robe.
The opponent was holding an emerald-colored jade flute in his hand, and his white and slender fingers pressed the hole of the flute softly and deftly. Under the cover of the black robe, he couldn't see the opponent's complete face clearly, but he could vaguely see the clean and white side face of the opponent ...
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