High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 222 - 136: A Finger Descends from the Heavens, Sealing Zangfeng State (Double - , Part 2)

Chapter 222: Chapter 136: A Finger Descends from the Heavens, Sealing Zangfeng State (Double Chapter, Part 2)

"You really resemble him."

Wang Shu sighed.

Wen Chi instinctively held his breath, knowing that after saying those words, he had reached the point of no return.

But he was gambling.

He gambled that Wang Shu remained in the Yang Kingdom, not for the kingdom, power, or status, but purely for one person’s wish!

The emotion Wang Shu showed was fleeting; she then raised her hand slightly and calmly said:

"Stand up."

"Tell me, where is the Elixir of Longevity."

Wen Chi stood up, his eyes brimming with brilliance, and said, "Zangfeng State!"

He didn’t bother to explain the likes of who Chen Kuang was.

Though Wang Shu hasn’t left the Grand Ancestral Temple for years and doesn’t concern herself with worldly matters, as long as it was within Yang Kingdom, there was nothing she wouldn’t know.

Yet suddenly, Wen Chi’s expression changed drastically as he sensed that Han Mountain and Tong Shi, the two Death Warriors, inexplicably lost contact with him.

This, this is impossible...

That Chen Kuang feigned death to escape, now all alone, his cultivation even if unchanged, is just at the Tower Ascension Realm, how could he kill two Grandmasters?!

Could it be that someone is helping him?

Wen Chi’s face darkened as he thought about Jiang Wuya, whom he had left at the Prince’s Mansion.

This old Daoist indeed has problems; it couldn’t be that he divulged the whereabouts of the Elixir of Longevity so easily!

Wang Shu observed his changeable expressions and said:

"Young one, I don’t leave this Grand Ancestral Temple, I can only help you this once, the rest you must handle yourself."

Wen Chi steadied himself and solemnly said, "Thank you, Granny Wang Shu!"

The woman in mourning garb took a step forward, passed by Wen Chi, crossed the threshold of the Grand Ancestral Temple, and stopped under the broad eaves.

Wen Chi was a bit shocked. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Though still within the temple’s domain, leaving here might be Wang Shu’s first time in millennia!

Wang Shu looked up, gazing at the star-filled night sky above.

"Two are missing."

She suddenly said.

Wen Chi was taken aback, then understood, hesitantly saying, "The stars in the sky... missing two?"

Wang Shu nodded slightly and murmured self-mockingly, "This seemingly unchanging starry dome, ultimately isn’t eternal."

Wen Chi was internally shaken.

The stars above, countless in number... even to a Saint, are they indeed countable?

Wang Shu lifted her hand, brushing aside the black silk flower by her temple, grasping the drooping white gauze soft hat.

She caught the white gauze and released it into the sky.

The white gauze spread with the wind, transforming into a massive map in mid-air.

This is... the map of Yang Kingdom!

Wen Chi squinted to look, finding it identical to the detailed map he recently acquired, even more intricate and complete.

And upon careful scrutiny, the map undulated, the terrain of mountains and rivers came vividly to life.

Upon closer examination, every tree, every bird and beast, every person, even every falling leaf, every stone, was vividly clear!

Mountains and rivers operated according to their own rules!

The world’s myriad forms reduced to this miniature of human life!

What map is this—

This is the Yang Kingdom!

Wen Chi was horrified.

He hurriedly looked in the direction of Zangfeng State and saw the ruined Xuni Pavilion...

Wen Chi wanted to observe more closely, but suddenly felt a severe headache, groaned, his vision went dark, and his eyes and nostrils heated, blood streamed.

Wen Chi immediately retreated a few steps, closing his eyes, not daring to look further.

Wang Shu said, "This realm, since I last viewed it three hundred years ago, has indeed recovered much. If one day, you can restore it to its original state, you will surpass a hundred generations of kings."

She extended her finger, gently pointing to the void.

Precisely pointing at Zangfeng State.

The woman in mourning opened her red lips, uttering a truthful word: "Seal!"

In an instant, the lights of the entire Zangfeng State were extinguished.

On the entire map, only this segment plunged into darkness.

Yet, at the borders, a golden light outlined, encircling all of Zangfeng State within.

It was like a prison.

...

In Chen Kuang’s mind, the ancient sword spawned from "Song of Grass Cutting" was composed purely of murderous aura and malevolent energy.

In the realm of Divine Sense, it was virtually unstoppable.

Back then, combining with the instantaneous insight of "Vajra Bodhi," Chen Kuang unleashed his Divine Sense with this sword, severely wounding Bai Fen, transforming him into a madman.

And now, Han Mountain and Tong Shi abandoned their physical forms, attempting to directly obliterate Chen Kuang with their divine souls...

Chen Kuang could only express respect.

Han Mountain’s sword condensed from Divine Sense pierced into Chen Kuang’s glabella, the next moment, it met the tip of the suddenly assembled killing sword.

The two sword tips confronted each other, enduring only for a moment before cracks appeared on Han Mountain’s sword.

"Crack..."

The faint sound of shattering emerged.

"Buzz——"

The killing sword became increasingly excited, its humming growing louder, nearly becoming substantial as waves of malevolent energy spread outward.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!..."

Wherever it passed, the water surface was split, trees and weeds all cut into two pieces.

Chen Kuang felt unprecedented delight from the killing sword.

Indeed, that was a clear sense of pleasure.

Chen Kuang had never noticed this sword’s emotions before, today realizing it seemed to have its own preferences.

Approximately... on its own turf, earnestly clashing with other Divine Sense, for the killing sword, this was undoubtedly a great enjoyment.

It thoroughly savored this sensation of destroying others.

However, for the adversaries of the killing sword, it wasn’t so delightful.

Han Mountain and Tong Shi were not cultivators specializing in Divine Sense.

As the killing sword advanced vigorously, Han Mountain finally reacted, but he didn’t retreat a single step.