手心影视

The first was the resurrected ancient Feng Clan God of War.

The second was the foreign species divine being from the Mount Canglan mountain ranges—Jiang Shinian!

Most of the time, the first identity would always be behind the scenes, only existing in a few words of records and fervent discussions among the divine beings.

The latter identity was much easier to use.

Due to the fact that he was a foreign species who had attained the Dao, his soul power was innately powerful. Coupled with some special reasons, he chose to fuse with the Seventh Prince and became the current Seventh Half-Prince.

As for whether outsiders believed it or not, it was actually not important.

In the end, this identity as Jiang Shinian was only to facilitate his activities in the outside world.

The name also did not have any complicated meaning—he just related it to 10 years in one dream.

“Damn it, I’m actually deceived by you!”

The mustached middle-aged man’s expression changed as he slowly got up from the ground. His voice was especially hoarse and low. “Since you’re not the owner of the grand tomb, there’s no need for me to waste my breath on you…”

He had wasted so much time here and even embarrassed himself. In the end, the other party was actually just an ignorant foreign species scattered cultivator!

For someone of his stature, this was undoubtedly a huge humiliation.

“Ignorant thing, regardless of whether you are the Seventh Prince or Seventh Half-Prince, my master has already given the order that the bloodline of the Lu Family must be wiped out…”

Kaboom—

How terrifying was the cultivation of the True Spirit Realm?

In the current Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, it was enough to sweep away all enemies. Even the Ruler of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons could only admit defeat as well.

Since the other party was not the owner of the grand tomb, there was no need to be polite.

The mustached middle-aged man had a vicious look on his face as he looked over murderously. Two rays of golden energy surged in his hand like two golden dragons swimming. Divine light shot out and tore the ground in all directions.

“This fellow… I actually like the environment in this valley very much.”

Seeing this, Feng Xia sighed resignedly and immediately activated the Floating Dream Three Lives Technique with all his might. The Seventh Prince’s improved soul power suddenly erupted.

The situation was different from that in the third round. At that time, Feng Xia had directly squeezed out all of the First Prince’s potential in exchange for an increase in his cultivation and soul power. However, the price for that was extremely tragic. After seven days and seven nights, his lifespan would be completely exhausted and he would die.

This round, he did not take the initiative to increase the Seventh Prince’s cultivation. Instead, he used this period of time to slowly nurture the Seventh Prince’s soul and focus on the growth of his soul!

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the Seventh Prince was still a cripple whose cultivation realm had fallen. His blood essence was poor and his cultivation was weak. He had been unconscious for more than 20 years and had not woken up.

Unexpectedly…

In the Seventh Prince’s weak body, an incredibly terrifying soul was hidden inside!

At this moment, Ming Youjun’s expression changed drastically.

He realized that his divine power had been frozen. Not only that, but a supreme will had also descended and replaced everything in this place, turning into a supreme heaven’s will!

His divine power, cultivation, flesh and blood, and even his thoughts were completely frozen under the suppression of this will.

Only the fear of death kept magnifying in his heart.

As the saying went…

If the heavens wanted you dead, you had no choice but to die!

“Hmph! Are you describing me as an ignorant thing?”

Feng Xia snorted coldly. His majestic soul power completely suppressed the mustached middle-aged man, Ming Youjun. He was like a high and mighty deity looking down at everything on the ground.

“I… I…”

Unknowingly, Ming Youjun was drenched in cold sweat.

To be fair, he had never seen such a terrifying soul!

Just the soul power alone was already so powerful. If this Seventh Half-Prince, Jiang Shinian, were to recover from his illness and unleash his full combat strength, how shocking would it be?

He finally realized that this mysterious Jiang Shinian in front of him might indeed be inferior to the owner of the grand tomb…

However, the other party was still an existence that he had to look up to!

In front of the other party, all his methods were useless. He was like a high and mighty expert who had fallen from the clouds in an instant and became an ordinary person who did not even have the strength to truss a chicken.

“Make your choice.”

Plop!

In the face of Feng Xia’s cold voice, the mustached middle-aged man fell to his knees with a plop. He could no longer withstand the pressure and his spirit had completely collapsed. He cried bitterly like a disappointed mortal.

“I… I’m willing… to submit…”

The moment he said these words, the surrounding world changed. All the pressure disappeared, leaving only a few ordinary thatched cottages standing quietly not far in front of him.

“Remember what you said.”

Feng Xia said indifferently, “Then, get lost.”

“I…”

Ming Youjun did not dare to think too much about it. The moment he heard Feng Xia speak, he scrambled out.

Therefore, he did not notice that the destruction caused by his divine power had disappeared without him noticing. It was as if it had never existed.

A long time after Ming Youjun left, in this valley that seemed to be the Thousand Autumn Valley, lotus petals suddenly cut through the air and intertwined in the void, emitting a beautiful and charming dreamy color.

A total of 50 lotus petals converged above the valley, turning it into a cage that allowed entry but not exit.

The Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison!

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“Just as I expected.”

In the thatched cottage, Feng Xia revealed a satisfied mood fluctuation. “The divine beings of Lingyun Kingdom have powerful cultivation, but their Dao heart seems to be inferior to the divine beings of later generations…”

Feng Xia did not know why the situation was like this, but this was indeed what he had observed over four consecutive rounds.

Since their Dao heart is not good…

Then do not blame me for using my Dao heart divine power!

“This guy has already been planted with the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison. I believe what happens to him next will be very exciting.”

A smile gradually appeared in Feng Xia’s voice. “It’s best to have a few more of these guys coming around so that I can find out the real situation in this world as soon as possible.”

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Run!

Run as far as possible!

Ming Youjun did not use any magical power or divine power and just relied on his physical strength to run. Even with his True Spirit Realm body, he was starting to feel a little strained.

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He stopped and placed his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

“That Jiang Shinian… Who is he? Why does he want to be my enemy?”

Recalling the experience just now, Ming Youjun could not help but feel fear.

That voice and that gaze were like divine flames that could burn everything. They burned everything he had, making him a mortal who could no longer use his powerful strength.

“Are you there?”

Ming Youjun had finally regained some strength when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

His back stiffened immediately.