Dream Picking Records

Chapter 362 Hollow Shattering

"What do you want to say, little friend?"

Facing Tang Xianyong's question, Wang Xiao replied: "Oh... I want to say that the current situation is not good. The other party is carrying a clan treasure. I am afraid we cannot resist it."

"Grandpa Xu, should we inform His Majesty of the situation here as soon as possible?" Yu Changzhou said.

Xu Sheng shook his head and said, "I sent a message to the higher authorities when something unusual happened in Biyun Mountain, but it happened so suddenly that I was definitely too late for them. But don't worry, Lin Yan and the others will definitely not dare to do anything excessive... Lao Tang, since your president asked you to come, you should be prepared, right?"

"of course."

Tang Xianyong answered calmly.

"There are rumors that Lin Yan is the most powerful patriarch in the history of the Angel Clan. Today I saw that it is true. In terms of cultivation alone, I am afraid that you and I are no match for him. And the previous blow was most likely caused by the Immortal Slaying Sword. Old Tang, what is your trump card?"

Tang Xianyong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't see clearly. I'm afraid he has transcended destiny and stepped into the mortal world. As for the Immortal-Slaying Sword... Old Xu, are you confused? He can't control it by himself!"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes! I was confused. Those kinds of divine weapons are indeed not something that mortals like us can look up to! Although I don't know what means were used in that attack just now, it was probably the limit." Xu Sheng slapped his thigh suddenly and realized it belatedly.

“Stepping into the mortal realm… There are only a handful of people in this world who can reach this realm! It must be said that Lin Yan is a character.”

"You're actually trying to boost others' morale but ruin your own reputation! Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Let's wait and see. I won't move unless the enemy makes a move. I will make a move when the time comes." Tang Xianyong stroked his beard, looking confident. Lin Yan's side also tacitly did not make another move.

Inside the cave, Ye Xiao sat cross-legged, continuously absorbing the energy dissipated from the small tree.

As the two interacted, the one-meter-tall tree gradually regained its vitality, and a patch of green buds grew on its only branch.

At first it was only the size of a baby's palm, round and smooth. As the outer light faded, its true appearance gradually emerged.

The leaf has nine petals, each of which is filled with a power that seems to be reincarnation. Four of the petals give people a particularly strong feeling, and the leaves open and close like a baby greedily sucking on everything that benefits it.

"Crack!"

The cavity was hit hardest and in the blink of an eye it was covered with dense cracks.

The lake was surging, the lush plants were withering, the majestic buildings were losing their luster, revealing the appearance that should be after the ravages of time. The once vibrant secret realm gradually lost its vitality and slowly became dilapidated and desolate.

The hole shattered, and Ye Xiao's figure and the Nine-leaf Grass appeared in front of everyone through the gap. Unsurprisingly, people's faces were filled with excitement and greed. It was because the hole still had some power left that they retained a trace of rationality to restrain themselves.

The calm before the storm is long and suffocating.

"boom!"

As the secret power of the four petals of the nine-leaf clover flowed, lighting up the lustrous luster, the huge hole completely exploded.

The scene suddenly exploded, with countless monks scrambling to rush forward, and the group led by Lin Yan could no longer sit still.

"puff!"

In just a moment, dozens of people rushing to get ahead turned into blood mist. This really calmed the greed of the crowd.

Upon closer inspection, there was still a circle of transparent barrier around Ye Xiao. The range of the barrier was not large, and the Nine Leaf Grass flowed out and wrapped her inside.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, someone turned into a flash of lightning and flew across the sky, heading straight for the small tree.

"Oh no, stop him quickly!" Someone with sharp eyes discovered that the small tree was not protected and stood alone outside the barrier.

An old demon from the Heavenly Fate Realm not far away snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of light that blocked the man in front of him and blasted him into pieces.

However, wealth and honor are achieved through risk, and the others did not stop because of this scene, and they all used their magical weapons and secret treasures to snatch them.

At first, the small tree was able to avoid being affected because of the protection of the remaining secret power. However, as time went on, its energy was exhausted. Someone sneakily chopped it down with a knife and successfully snatched a branch. The person immediately turned into a streak of light and disappeared.

It can only be said that the nine-leaf clover was too eye-catching before, and the rejuvenated small tree looked a little inconspicuous in comparison. But with a little perception, you can find its extraordinaryness, especially now, the vitality emanating from the cut is so strong and rich that it cannot be dissolved.

"Want to run? How can it be so easy!" The old man from the Xuanwu Jingyan lineage had red eyes. He raised his hand and summoned several meteorites to block the man's retreat. Then piles of meteorites fell, almost smashing him into meat paste.

The older monks present were equally crazy. The pressure of their limited lifespan made them more energetic than the young ones.

But the young people who could come here were not ordinary people. Even if the old guys lived longer, they might not be much better than them in terms of cultivation. Soon, some of them wanted to bully the weak, but they met a tough opponent or were killed by others.

Wang Xiao was thinking silently and preparing his trump cards in case the worst happened.

At the same time, the development of the matter made him feel funny. The appearance of the demon clan seemed to be helpful. For example, if Tang Xianyong and others wanted to kidnap Ye Xiao, could he stop them?

What should he do? The best outcome is that both of them lose.

"Why is it so lively?"

Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded in Wang Xiao's heart, making him excited and happy.

"Lao Gu?"

"Who else but me? Hiss... Such a familiar feeling... Incredible!" After a long sleep, Lao Gu said to Wang Xiao, "You are lucky, a great opportunity is just around the corner."

Wang Xiao naturally knew what the good fortune that Lao Gu was talking about was. Not only could he not snatch it, he also had to find a way to protect it.

"Fortune belongs to my sister Ye. Is there anything wrong with her condition?"

"Oh, I thought, it's this girl. Was it because of her that you called me before?"

"I once tried to wake you up in the special space inside the Tianyuan Forbidden Land and asked you about reincarnation."

Lao Gu smiled awkwardly, "My body is not healthy enough and I need to sleep for a long time to recuperate. I don't know when I will wake up, and I can't control it."

Wang Xiao nodded. He didn’t have any intention of complaining too much. Even if Lao Gu knew a lot of secrets, he might not be able to compare with Huang Qingxuan in terms of suspected reincarnation.

"Don't worry, these people are courting death if they want to take advantage of her. Eh..." After carefully observing Ye Xiao, Lao Gu scanned the surroundings. His consciousness paused for a few seconds when passing Lin Yan, and finally fell to the bottom of the lake.

"what happened?"

"Interesting, someone is going to commit suicide today. Just wait and watch."

On the other side, Lin Yan was keenly aware that he was being spied on, but he could not track down the whereabouts of the person. Even though he was so conceited, he felt uneasy, worried that an old monster might come out of nowhere and make him capsize in the gutter, but all his thoughts disappeared when he touched the warmth of his palm.