The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 213: Digging Spiritual Roots

Cangyuan looked at the current situation, then looked at Meng Chun who was tied up, and frowned tightly.

Feng Qian on the side tried to use the life contract to establish a connection with his master, but the connection was suddenly broken just after it was established.

The contract suddenly backfired on him and he spat out a mouthful of blood. If Ah Shu hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to his knees.

Feng Qian looked up at Emperor Qi who was filled with resentment, and felt extremely powerless in his heart. The gap in strength between him and his master was too great.

To the extent that, if he were to use the existing contract to do things now, he would suffer backlash from the master's cultivation.

Ah Shu supported him with heartache, and looked at his master with great concern.

When Meng Chun saw Feng Qian being attacked back, he became even more worried about Di Zha's situation.

He could only pray for Cangyuan.

Cangyuan felt Meng Chun's gaze, took a deep breath and took a step forward.

He formed seals with his hands, and rays of light shot out from his palms, trying to rush towards the ball of resentment.

But the Chiyun Spear, which was emitting resentment, sensed that someone was attacking it, and countless resentful spirits let out a roar, and a powerful force counterattacked towards Cangyuan!

Cangyuan's body swayed, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

At this moment, a contract mark suddenly appeared on Feng Qian's forehead, and he felt the message conveyed by his master.

He immediately shouted to everyone, "Cangyuan! Quickly get the Lord closer to the Master!"

Although Cangyuan didn't understand why, he still freed Meng Chun's spiritual power and moved aside to make way for him.

Meng Chun hurriedly ran towards Emperor Xuan. The resentment seemed to sense danger and rushed towards Meng Chun frantically.

However, when it came within a foot of Meng Chun's body, it melted like ice and snow meeting the warm sun.

Meng Chun successfully came to Emperor Xuan and reached out to hold Emperor Xuan's cold hand.

In an instant, a gentle force flowed from Meng Chun's body to Di Yan. He slowly closed his eyes as if praying: "Wife, please wake up soon. Chun'er is very worried about you......"

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange world.

The white misty fairy air gradually dissipated, and Meng Chun lowered his eyes to look at his body, which had already become transparent.

In front of him was a cute little girl playing alone under a locust tree. Meng Chun could recognize that it was the young Emperor Zhao at a glance.

The little girl just waved the fairy fan in her hand lightly, and countless locust flowers fell down.

The small, white locust flowers fall down, carrying a faint fragrance.

But the little girl did not appreciate the beautiful scenery at the moment, but gently waved the round fan in her hand, and with her natural control over spiritual power, she blew away the falling petals again.

Meng Chun just watched quietly as the little girl pinched countless petals in the air into all kinds of strange-looking spiritual beasts.

But not long after, little Dizha was taken away by an adult, and Meng Chun couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.

In just a blink of an eye, the scene in front of him began to change, and countless warm scenes flashed before him.

What he didn't know was that the invisible Dizaka happened to be right next to him, and the two of them watched the scene at a revolving speed.

The two were very close, but couldn't see each other.

The scene in front of him stopped at a high platform. The head of the Emperor's clan was holding the one-year-old Emperor Zhao in his arms, and was confronting the eight major families alone with a spiritual sword.

Patriarch Di didn't even say a word before he mingled with the patriarchs of the eight major families.

The disciples below were fighting with people from other families, holding weapons.

For a moment, blood splattered everywhere and screams were heard.

The little Emperor Xuan was crying loudly in his father's arms. Meng Chun felt a pang of pain in her heart and subconsciously reached out to comfort the young Emperor Xuan, but her hand passed through her phantom.

The powerful attack changed the color of the sky. In this battle, almost the entire Emperor's clan was wiped out, and the entire Imperial Palace was flooded with blood.

The head of the Di family died in battle, and the new Chaos Goddess of the Di family disappeared. From then on, Chaos no longer had nine gods.

In a pitch-black space, little Dizaka was tied to a cold stone platform, his cute eyes filled with fear of the unfamiliar environment.

But remembering what her father had taught her, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and persevere, suppressing the fear in her heart and crying silently.

Just when she was suffering, someone suddenly appeared and lit up the fish candles in the entire space.

The sudden light made Xiao Diqi close his eyes instinctively, but he heard two sarcastic voices into his ears.

"Look at her. With such little courage, she still wants to be the goddess of our Chaos Realm?"

"Alas, how can you be so goddess-like? Even if you are a prisoner, you are still a true goddess, don't you think?"

Meng Chun was so angry when he heard these harsh words that he was shaking all over. He wished he could show up immediately and teach these two a lesson.

When little Dizha heard this, he tried to straighten his body, his eyes full of stubbornness.

At this moment, one of them stepped forward, pinched Di Qi's face, and said viciously, "Your father is dead, and the entire Di clan has been wiped out. You are of no use now. It would be better for you to obey and hand over the power of chaos."

Xiao Diqian bit his lips tightly and said nothing.

Another person stepped forward and said impatiently, "Why are you nagging at a child like her? Didn't the higher-ups give us orders? Can't you just dig out her top-grade thunder spirit root and hand it over?!"

"Haha, I've dug up so many spiritual roots, but this is the first time I've dug up a top-grade thunder spiritual root. There has to be some preparation, right?"

Hearing him say this, the other man simply pulled him away and said in a harsh tone, "If you don't want to dig, then don't block the way. I still want to finish my job quickly."

The man was not annoyed when he was pushed away, but watched the show quietly with his arms folded across his chest.

Little Emperor looked at the knife that was getting closer and closer, her face turned pale with fear, her clothes were already wet with cold sweat, and her messy hair was limply hanging on her face.

Just as the knife touched her dantian, a powerful thunder-attribute spiritual power instantly burst out.

The man with the knife was knocked away directly. He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't even get up for a while.

However, the little Emperor almost fell into a coma due to the excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

Seeing this, the man next to him took out a knife and stepped forward, stabbing it directly into the dantian of the little emperor.

The sudden pain made her cry out instantly. She struggled with all her might, but the spiritual power in her body was no longer enough to support her to attack again.

Blood mixed with golden divine power flowed out from the wound. The man slashed the knife downwards without caring about her life or death, completely exposing her dantian.

In order to avoid killing the little person at once, the man used his spiritual power to tie up the little person's hands and feet, leaving her no room to struggle.

The little Emperor, who was nearly fainting from the pain, roared in a hoarse voice: "I will kill you!!! Kill you!!!"