5262: C5262 Hibernation

C5262 Hibernation

In the eyes of the evil man, even Wen Sheng was just a slightly bigger ant.

He looked down on everyone, and his aura grew stronger and stronger. He even had the thought of crushing Xun Sheng and killing him.

In an instant, thousands of spells in front of Xun Sheng were cut in half by the sword beam.

Looking around, all directions were covered by the terrifying red sword beam. One could not see an undamaged area with the naked eye.

A brush suddenly cut through the void and extended out from ten thousand miles deep.

That brush gradually enlarged, and finally became a colossal object that was over 90 meters long, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. On the shaft of the brush, the striations revealed a simple and ancient vicissitude.

The 30,000 miles long river of vast energy of the scholarly faction was drawn in, and the vast and boundless energy formed a line of hundreds of thousands of miles in the void. It was like a rainbow that pierced through the sun, and it stretched across the mountains and rivers.

"Since this place is so lively, why don't you let this old man join in as well?"

An old and loud voice suddenly exploded from outside the clouds.

Yi Sheng wore a scholarly robe and stepped on a rainbow. He stepped into the air and his clothes fluttered in the wind.

At the critical moment, Great Yu's Chief Literary Saint and Grand Tutor Yi Han had finally arrived.

With Yi Sheng's appearance, the red sword beam that ran amok was finally suppressed, and the vast aura of righteousness blocked the turbulent waves like a tall mountain.

"Uncle-Master!"

Yi Sheng cupped his hands and bowed to Xun Sheng.

Xun Sheng was a scholar saint who had survived from the Middle Ages until now. His status was quite high, especially after the psychological and physiological sages had passed away. There was no one else in the Confucian Sect who could be compared to Xun Sheng.

Yi Han's Master was the Saint of Psychology, Wang Boan. He was on equal footing with Xun Sheng, so it was not excessive for Yi Han to call Xun Sheng 'Martial Uncle'.

"I am here, and the Two Realm Mountain cannot be lost." Xun Sheng frowned slightly.

"The Spring and Autumn power is still here. The ancient demon will not charge in!" Yi Sheng said.

The two Scholarly Saints' words caused the surroundings to tremble, like the sound of thunder.

After Yi Sheng's arrival, the vast energy here had clearly become purer. Many strange images appeared in the void, as if millions of scholars were chanting scriptures in unison. It was upright and awe-inspiring, and its power was astonishing.

"Furthermore, this thief wants to kill my disciple. No matter what, I can't just sit and watch. " Yi Sheng glanced at the evil man again.

"Alright! He had come at the right time! One more is not much, one less is not little! I'll kill both of you!"

A terrifying killing intent instantly attacked. The evil man's eyes shone with an evil light. He was actually going to fight two people at the same time.

"Boom!"

Saint Xun and Saint Yi immediately unleashed their Saint Dao techniques. For a moment, the sky was filled with a great commotion, and the sound of a powerful explosion echoed through the clouds.

...

The two Saints engaged in a fierce battle with the primeval creatures.

At the edge of the storm, Lu Yu was still lying on the ground, silent and in deep sleep.

Boundless fear shrouded Lu Yu's heart. Everything before his eyes was pitch black, as if the world was spinning.

"He wants me to die in this fear."

Lu Yu forcefully suppressed his emotions. However, he found that this emotion was like a raging fire on a vast grassland. Once it started burning, it would be difficult to control.1

The sound of drizzle gradually came from the surroundings, accompanied by shouts.

That cry was very familiar, as if he had heard it before.

Fragments of copper mirrors appeared in front of Lu Yu.

On the copper mirror fragments, there was a young and pale face.

Lu Yu recognized the figure on the copper mirror. It was him from his past life.

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