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She involuntarily took a step back, as if she had been violently knocked back by an invisible force.
At the same time, the ball of energy that had coalesced in her hand, shimmering with a dark light,
It vanished in an instant, like a bubble, leaving only an empty void.
A faint chill lingered in the air, as if time itself had frozen, and all things fell into a brief stillness.
In an instant, Yunshang had shifted all her attention to the Dragon Palace Lord who was confronting her.
She remained calm, extending her slender fingers and gently tapping them in the air.
In an instant, a crystal-clear little water droplet appeared out of thin air, like a dewdrop rolling on a lotus leaf in the morning, pure and lively.
Bathed in the warm sunlight, the water droplets shimmered with a dazzling light, pure and flawless, a beauty that was breathtaking.
It's as if all the beauty in the world has been condensed into this tiny drop of water.
Then, a slightly playful and provocative smile appeared on her lips as she slowly spoke:
"Look at the jade pendant with exquisite dragon patterns that the palace master wears at her waist. It is not only delicate and exquisite in workmanship, but also has profound meaning."
It reminded me of an old incident that happened about twenty years ago in the faraway North Sea...
Asking for flowers
It is said that a person of extremely high status once disappeared there.
They disappeared without a trace after that; I wonder if they are connected to the Palace Master in some way?
Her words had barely faded, their echoes still lingering in the air, and the audience was still reeling from her astonishing statement.
Suddenly, the sky underwent an astonishing change!
The once clear, bright, and jewel-like blue sky seemed to have been brutally torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
In the blink of an eye, dark clouds rolled in like a surging tide, quickly covering the entire sky.
In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared; blinding streaks of lightning tore through the dark sky, followed by deafening clap of thunder.
It's as if the final judgment is about to descend upon the world.
The entire world was shrouded in darkness, and the oppressive atmosphere made it almost impossible to breathe.
Immediately afterwards, three thick and heavy black iron chains flew out from the wide sleeves of the Dragon Palace Lord.
The chain was pitch black and cold, as if it could imprison the souls of all living things, emanating a chilling aura.
They attacked Yunshang, who was standing not far away, with lightning speed.
The chain ripped through the sky, emitting a sharp, piercing whistling sound that made people's eardrums ache.
A tense and oppressive atmosphere filled the air, like an invisible net.
Enveloping everyone, a fierce confrontation is about to erupt...
Chapter 170: Battle against the ferocious, demonized Dragon Palace Lord!
In the face of life and death, time seemed to be fast-forwarded, and everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Wei Changxuan's eyes were like torches, and his aura suddenly surged. His wide robes fluttered in the wind, just like a battle flag being raised.
He swung his arm violently, the movement like a howling wind and an overwhelming force, a powerful and majestic force surging forth from his palm.
This force was like a surging, towering wave, carrying an overwhelming momentum as it rushed straight towards those treacherous hidden weapons.
Several muffled thuds were heard, and the hidden weapons were instantly scattered and fragments flew everywhere.
Moreover, this force also caused the surrounding air to emit a series of low rumbling sounds.
It was as if the air itself was distorted and deformed by this immense force, and even the solid ground could not withstand its weight.
It trembled slightly, as if it were shuddering at the thrilling confrontation.
At this moment, although the situation seemed extremely unfavorable to Yunshang, she remained calm and composed as if she were detached from the matter.
Her bright eyes quickly caught this fleeting opportunity.
His right hand shot out like lightning, precisely grasping the tiny droplet-shaped object that he had previously condensed.
This small ball may seem ordinary, just a crystal-clear water droplet, but it actually contains a universe within, containing strange and powerful energy.
Without hesitation, Yunshang raised her jade arm and shot the ball towards the girl not far ahead.
With a soft "whoosh," like a shooting star streaking across the night sky,
Immediately following was a faint yet clear impact sound.
Zhu'er immediately let out a cry of pain, her voice filled with agony and shock.
Her knees buckled, bending weakly and slowly touching the ground until she collapsed completely to her knees.
Her once pretty and sweet face was now filled with unspeakable pain, her features contorted in agony.
Even more surprisingly, on the sides of her face, where the skin should have been pure and soft, several closely arranged scales were faintly visible.
These scales are extremely fine, and the texture of each one is as exquisite as a meticulously crafted work of art.
Bathed in sunlight, the scales shimmered with an unusual luster, sometimes a deep blue, sometimes a vibrant green, as if telling a story sealed away by time.
The hidden past buried deep in darkness fills people with curiosity and doubt about her background.
"As expected." After witnessing all these changes, Yunshang remained calm, her thin lips parted slightly, her tone carrying a hint of coldness, like a wisp of frost in the dead of winter.
"This is nothing more than a substitute created using advanced technology."
As she spoke, she gently reached out and softly searched through the cascading, jet-black hair of the unconscious girl.
After a moment, she slowly took out an exceptionally thin silver needle, its surface engraved with intricate totems and runes.
Those mysterious symbols seemed to faintly emit a glow, telling untold secrets.
Yunshang held the silver needles high in front of everyone, showing them to them.
The voice was clear and crisp, yet carried an undeniable certainty:
"The true master of the Dragon Palace should still be resting peacefully in some hidden and cold ice palace..."
These words were like a bombshell dropped into a calm lake, instantly plunging the scene into unprecedented shock.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
As if frozen in place, they stood motionless.
I didn't dare to breathe too loudly, for fear of missing any detail.
The whole world seemed to stand still at that moment, with only Yunshang's words still echoing in the air, their lingering sound never ceasing.
However, while everyone was still reeling from this astonishing news,
While struggling to process everything they had just heard, the enemy, already in a state of extreme anxiety,
The Dragon Palace Lord could no longer bear the surge of emotions welling up within him, and finally lost all control.
His once dashing face instantly twisted and deformed, his features squeezed together in a ferocious grimace, as if controlled by some evil and powerful force.
At the same time, rings of deep, dark black mist began to swirl around his body.
The black fog was as thick as the last remaining light before nightfall, swallowed by darkness.
It exudes a chilling aura, as if every wisp of mist hides endless fear and danger, sending shivers down one's spine.
Seeing this, Yunshang seemed to have expected it, and her face showed no sign of panic.
She remained calm and acted swiftly, immediately taking action to deal with the impending crisis.
She deftly untied the silk sash that was tied around her waist and fluttered in the wind, the sash coiling around her fingertips like a nimble snake.
She skillfully and tautly wrapped the ribbon around the strong arm of the young man next to her, the movement was swift and decisive.
"Could you lend me some spiritual power?"
Almost at the same moment, before his companion could respond, a dazzling blue light of 4.8 appeared.
It has already gathered and taken shape around the two of them.
In the blink of an eye, a powerful energy barrier silently rose, radiating a soft yet resolute light.
Like a sturdy shield, it completely blocked out the layers upon layers of malicious black mist that tried to invade.
In stark contrast to the chaotic, fog-shrouded scene outside,
Inside this small protective shield, everything appeared exceptionally peaceful and serene.
Without the noise and danger of the outside world, only soft blue light swayed gently.
It seems to be guarding this peaceful little world, giving people a sense of security and warmth.
Chapter 171 The Eerie Begonia Flower!
Wei Changxuan charged forward with his sword, his aura fierce and imposing. The sharp blade, carrying a chilling aura, hurtled straight toward the ice coffin.
Just as the sword's edge was only three inches away from the ice coffin, it seemed to have struck an invisible and indestructible wall.
It stopped abruptly, the blade trembling slightly from the obstruction, emitting a buzzing sound.
At this moment, the mermaid pearl necklace given to the woman in the coffin was visible around her neck.
It suddenly burst forth with a cold and profound light.
The light was not dazzling, but it resembled the dimmest yet most mysterious star in the night sky.
It exudes an indescribable eerie aura.
At the same time, the silk ribbons on Yunshang's body moved without wind, swaying gently in the air.
It felt as if I was being gently manipulated by an invisible hand.
The jade bracelet number 17 on her wrist also emitted a crisp, melodious yet urgent and uneasy sound at that moment.
The sound was like rapid drumbeats, striking the heartstrings of everyone present.
It seemed to foreshadow a great danger that was about to befall them.
"Young Master, please wait, Junyang!" Yunshang called out softly, her voice almost pleading.
His voice was full of anxiety and worry.
She moved swiftly, grabbing Wei Changxuan's wrist as he held the sword, trying to stop him from moving forward.