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Chapter 1232 - 1232 364 Going Home


1232: Chapter 364: Going Home 1232: Chapter 364: Going Home Uh…


Su He suddenly didn’t know what to say.


Was the obsessiveness of Zhang Xian merely the goodwill of the Western Thunder King and Princess Zhang Wu?


It sounds like the kind of affair Princess Zhang Wu would get into.


Although Su He had not completely experienced Zhang Xian’s entire life, and the scenes he saw were intermittent, that mother tiger was obviously more brawn than brains.


Who would use a love rival to provoke someone on the battlefield!


It’s like he’s read too many tales; this isn’t about a Lord provoking his generals…


One can imagine how Princess Zhang Wu lived the latter half of her life.


Even Ji Feixue fell silent, not daring to imagine what it would be like if it had happened to her and that foolish Turtle Body…


She would never live alone.


After a long silence, Su He asked, “Is Princess Zhang Wu still alive at this moment?”


The Western Thunder King shook his head: “Unsure.


She may be alive or dead.”


“Where are the Immortals of the Heavenly Court now?” Su He curiously inquired.


The period of the Heavenly Court was the true peak of the Mystery Yellow Big World, the time when they truly controlled the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, filled with talented people and numberless immortals.


How could not one be left?


Only the Western Thunder King hid in the Netherworld.


The Western Thunder King fell silent for a moment: “Indescribable.”


He knew, but could not tell.


Su He again touched his Clan Leader Turtle Shell.


Perhaps there should be a record in the pangolin?


The Shadow of the Clan Leader of the Heritage Sea was not just a carrier of secrets, but also a protection of the clan leaders throughout the generations.


If the Shadow can’t merge, it means Su He currently lacks the ability to bear such secrets.


No rush for that, he’s advancing quickly.


The Opening Heaven Divine Artifact of the Five-fold Heavens is almost fully condensed.


Later on, look for Tai Zu or Guiwang Mountain, scrape together another round of Hexagrams, and then it’s time to upgrade the Inner World.


Although Ji Feixue didn’t say it, Su He knew his Inner World had taken a completely different path.


Just opened the Four-fold Heavens, but when previously condensing the Opening Heaven Divine Artifact of The Fifth Heaven, he didn’t feel any pressure and even had the illusion that if he were to condense the Divine Artifacts of the Opening Heaven Six-fold or even Seven-fold right now, his Inner World could fully handle it.


Ji Feixue looked around and asked, “May I ask fellow Daoist, we once sent a contaminated Black Dragon, is it still alive at this moment?”


“Not dead, yet not quite alive.”


The right hand of the Western Thunder King lifted and jabbed forward, the earth cracked open, and a Black Dragon was grasped and tossed onto the ground by him, showing no signs of life.


“This dragon, its power is fully assimilated by the parasite, leaving this place would surely bring storms.”


Ji Feixue smiled: “It doesn’t matter.”


She pointed a finger, and the Black Dragon, which had been defeated by her after exhausting all efforts, was picked up like a dead loach, a stream of Symbols unreadable to Su He landed on the Black Dragon.


“What does wife want with this dragon?” Su He asked.


Parasite!


No wonder the wife’s eyes filled with murderous intent upon hearing this name.


Was her mother-in-law and Meng Xiao’s bodies filled with the power of the parasite?


The one who fought with the father-in-law for three thousand years was also under its influence?


What Su He saw was not the real father-in-law.


Even the Scholar at his peak did not have the means of the Tian Emperor.


Perhaps, as Tai Zu hinted, it could be an Avatar derived from the Tian Emperor?


Like Ji Feixue’s Black-clothed?


An Avatar is not a separate entity but rather part of the main body.


Their is just a primary and secondary distinction.


Ji Feixue released the Talisman Rune, performing some operations on the Black Dragon, which still showed no signs of life but was writhing in agony.


Hearing Su He’s question, Ji Feixue chuckled: “Save that stupid dragon once, try to see if he can be revived.”


“Meng Xiao is dead?” Su He was astonished.


Speaking of which, in this era, he had indeed not seen Meng Xiao.


Seventy-three hundred thousand years ago, this dragon was stronger than Ji Feixue.


Even though Ji Feixue rose above him, Meng Xiao should still be an ‘elder’ figure by this time.


But Su He had never heard his name.


The Dragon Divine God Sacrifice had also not appeared.


Ji Feixue chuckled: “Don’t think him too strong; that foolish dragon courted death.


Before he even condensed his Dragon Body, he was galivanting everywhere, nearly lost his life, delayed in the Dragon Rearing Pond for three hundred thousand years.


His actual cultivation time wasn’t that much longer than that of Gu Luo and the others.”


Ji Feixue was speaking when she suddenly grasped her hand, the Emperor’s Sword suppressing the dark clouds was seized by her, and with one slash, the Black Dragon was bisected, transforming into two smaller Black Dragons.


One even darker, like ink-jade, emitting a radiance similar to Su He’s Turtle Body.


The other’s color was much lighter.


Ji Feixue then imprisoned the pure black dragon with a finger, and with another slash on the lighter Black Dragon.


The lighter Black Dragon split once more, one pure black and one even lighter.


This happened thrice, and in front of them, rows of Black Dragons twisted, varying in size, getting smaller with each split, until at last, they transformed into a small dark-green dragon, constantly contorting in the air.


Ji Feixue knitted her brows, looking at the dark-green Azure Dragon and sunk into thought.


Su He did not disturb her but instead turned his head toward the Western Thunder King, asking: “Senior, this Netherworld uses me as a passage; could I now lead people into the Netherworld, then go upstream back to the Ancient Times, bringing people through time?”


The Western Thunder King expressionless: “Impossible.


Enter from whichever era, exit from that same era.


Enter from the present era, only the present is an exit.


Going back to other times, no one can withstand such Power of Time.


If enter from ancient times, exit in the present, then instantly making up for the span of time crossed, if one’s Tao Cultivation is high without physical form, perhaps survival is possible.”


But what’s the point if done that way?


Essentially, the years that had to be experienced haven’t been reduced.


Moreover, because of the sudden burst, it’s nearly lethal.


Su He puzzled: “In Ancient Times, senior, you stepped out of the Netherworld Passage to aid my escape.”