PFC Chapter 455 Yang Jiao's Breakthrough: A Minor Matter
Chapter 455 Yang Jiao's Breakthrough: A Minor Matter
Chapter 455 Yang Jiao's Breakthrough: A Minor Matter
The Styx Ancestor surveyed the Netherworld Blood Sea, where various strangely shaped Asuras stared at him.
My heart is racing.
I couldn't calm down for a long time.
But nobody cared.
Yang Jiao was anxiously staring at the Chaos Bell, while the other four looked at her face, which was already sweating profusely, with shock in their eyes.
The grinding of teeth continued.
Under the watchful eyes of four pairs of people, Yang Jiao continued to shake the Chaos Bell, feeling immense pressure.
"You absolutely must get out!"
Ring ring,
Ring ring.
Everything before their eyes began to change. Space twisted and was compressed into pieces. A black dot expanded infinitely and finally swallowed all five of them.
Yang Jiao cautiously opened her eyes a crack, and amidst the dreaded eyelashes, she met Mosquito Daoist's moist eyes.
She blinked and asked curiously:
"Yang Jiao, why did you two fall asleep together?"
Mosquito Taoist had already circled the five people several times, and was now excitedly watching Yang Jiao wake up.
As Yang Jiao regained consciousness, Maitreya, Yu Ding Zhenren, Ksitigarbha, and Yun Zhongzi also opened their eyes.
When they first saw Mosquito Daoist, their initial reaction was that he hadn't been taken out of the early primordial world by the Chaos Bell, and had instead arrived at the time when Mosquito Daoist had taken human form.
If it weren't for the familiar scents in the Divine Beast Garden providing a sense of physical security, everyone would still be in a daze.
After returning safely, they were all relieved.
He exhaled a breath of stale air to relax, and when he looked at Mosquito Taoist again, his eyes began to look strange.
Master Yu Ding: "I was blind before, I did not expect you to have such a powerful backer."
Mosquito Taoist: ? ? ?
Yun Zhongzi: "Why didn't you stay in the Blood Sea, where you were second only to one person and above ten thousand others? Why did you have to come out and live a life of hardship and deprivation with Yang Jiao?"
Mosquito Taoist was even more puzzled, and nudged Yun Zhongzi, whispering a warning:
"Don't speak ill of Yang Jiao!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's gaze towards Mosquito Taoist was tinged with a hint of jealousy. Styx Ancestor couldn't find a single fault with Mosquito Taoist, and said with envy:
"You are so lucky, he treats you very well."
Mosquito Taoist smiled brightly, grabbed Yang Jiao's arm, leaned his head close to hers, and whispered:
"Yang Jiao is the best at dealing with mosquitoes."
Yang Jiao barely managed to hold back her laughter.
Maitreya chuckled at her smug expression.
"Shameless."
Facing the four people's disapproving looks, Yang Jiao proudly put her hands on her hips and raised her chin:
"What? Are you jealous?"
As he spoke, he put his arm around Mosquito Taoist's shoulder, becoming even more smug.
Having entered the early stages of the primordial era, all five made discoveries to varying degrees.
When the original secrets of their respective sects were laid bare before them, their mindsets underwent a transformation.
Yang Jiao gained the most from this discovery, learning that there was a magical weapon in the Three Realms specifically designed to counter saints—the God-Slaying Spear.
And such a great treasure is buried somewhere in the West.
“Kinnara…” Yang Jiao murmured the name, “Wutian…”
Traitors in the Three Realms
Yang Jiao recalled the boy whose hands were covered in mud, who was determined to plant flowers and plants all over the Western Sect, and who always called out "Sister" softly from the most inconspicuous spot in the crowd...
So, could the God-Slaying Spear, like the Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, have already been by his side all along?
The white-robed Kinnara was flawless.
However, he was accompanied by two world-destroying magic weapons of the demon god Rahu.
As Yang Jiao pondered, the golden pill on her body, which had absorbed the true energy of Ziwei and the demonic energy of the Demon Ancestor, continued to churn in her sleeve. The two wisps of energy, of different shades, seemed to want to devour each other within the small pill.
She suddenly felt as if something had pierced her heart.
He reached out and pressed it strangely.
Strange and mysterious energies emanated from her sleeves and flew straight into her chest.
"what?"
Yang Jiao gasped in surprise.
Immediately, the Primordial Pearl from the Chaos Bell fell off and hovered in front of her chest, guiding the gas within the Golden Core.
On Yang Jiao's fair hand, the veins were clearly visible, throbbing rhythmically.
The Mosquito Taoist, who had been leaning on Yang Jiao's shoulder, gradually let go, her fingertips feeling icy cold. She looked at Yang Jiao anxiously: "What happened?"
"Demonic energy?"
It's demonic energy.
No one is more familiar with demonic energy than Mosquito Taoist.
The Asura race carries demonic energy, and Mosquito Taoist has coexisted with them for countless years, so how could he not be familiar with them?
But Yang Jiao had clearly been in the Divine Beast Garden the whole time, and in the short time she had just taken a nap, so much demonic energy had suddenly emerged from her body?
Yang Jiao was alright. After the demonic energy and Ziwei True Qi entered her body, she didn't feel anything special. They were tamed by the Primordial Qi inside. The demonic energy condensed into a ball, traveled around her body, and then suddenly dissipated.
They adhered to the meridians in small, scattered patterns, like a hard protective shell.
Demonic energy forms a shield.
The true energy of Ziwei merged into the primordial energy, becoming the source of power for Yang Jiao's cultivation.
It repeatedly assaulted the already very weak defenses.
In the Divine Beast Garden, Jade Cauldron Immortal and Yun Zhongzi were still whispering and discussing matters concerning Hongjun Ancestor, their heads close together.
suddenly,
A thunderclap exploded in the middle of nowhere.
Rumble.
Centered on Yang Jiao, the sound of thunder echoed between several mountain peaks.
"What happened?" Bai Ze was so shocked that he could barely hold the little fox in his arms and looked up sharply.
What's that noise?
"Who's about to break through?"
"Is a tribulation lightning about to strike?!"
All eyes were on Yang Jiao.
She shyly raised her hand and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, please continue your conversation."
Bai Ze grinned, "What are you up to?"
"You all continue, don't worry about me." Yang Jiao said naturally, "It's nothing for me to break through a realm."
As Yang Jiao finished speaking,
Thick clouds gathered in the sky.
Strangely, normal breakthroughs in cultivation levels would absorb the surrounding spiritual energy into the body, causing the spiritual energy in the area to become turbulent.
But Yang Jiao's current situation, apart from the sudden clap of thunder just now, is surprisingly calm as if nothing has happened.
There was not a single fluctuation in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
On the contrary, it felt like a pot was boiling inside her body, with primordial energy rapidly coursing through her entire body as if it were boiling.
Upon hearing about the 'minor matter', the group of people: ...