Chapter 2097 - 8: Capture, Divine Skill, Method of Escape_5

Chapter 2097: Chapter 8: Capture, Divine Skill, Method of Escape_5

"Clack clack clack clack clack!"

A dull, bone-deep impact rang out as Fu Mengzhen was nailed to the wall of her own bone-ship.

The flesh between her legs was still squirming, turning into tentacles trying to pull out the needle.

But the moment they touched the Divine Needle, they suddenly started to smoke.

"Ah—"

Fu Mengzhen screamed, and even her True Spirit Fire weakened by half.

Zhao Xing glanced over again; her Realm had dropped from True Spirit Thirteen Tribulations down to Twelve Tribulations.

"Wei Tianchen’s fighting style is really as simple and crude as it gets." Zhao Xing couldn’t help sighing.

Divine Artifact opens the way; facing a Demigod’s Law Realm, he just violently tears open the Realm’s defenses, then every Spell ignores defense and deals pure true damage.

At this rate, you could hand it to a dog and it’d figure it out... Mr. Zhao thought to himself.

...

One break, one nail, one seal.

Fu Mengzhen completely lost the ability to resist.

Of course, she was not convinced; even if the other side had a pile of Divine Objects, she believed she still had the power to fight.

But for some reason, from the very start of the battle, all sorts of weird shit kept happening, causing her to lose the initiative.

Wei Tianchen had also sensed the anomaly, because Fu Mengzhen could perform the Li Emperor’s General Selection Song, which meant she was a pretty powerful Demigod Musician.

Combined with a musician’s Divine Artifact, the other side definitely had the strength to fight, yet for some reason, he felt he’d won way too easily.

So Wei Tianchen and Fu Mengzhen’s gazes both fell onto Zhao Xing’s right hand.

But at this point, the right hand had already become Zhao Xing’s own; the palm-bones detachable, and once Zhao Xing saw the situation was decided after a single use, he immediately swapped them out.

Nothing else—Xuerui God’s palm-bones were fiercely warping Zhao Xing’s mindset; he was afraid that if he kept using them, he’d eventually lose all drive to improve.

"We’ll talk later, let’s interrogate this old guy first." Zhao Xing waved his hand.

Fu Mengzhen instantly exploded: "You blind dog, can’t even see this palace has a Fairy’s body?"

Zhao Xing nodded and rephrased, "Then let’s interrogate this old hag first."

"..."

Fu Mengzhen’s bones ground together with a crack-crack sound, her eye sockets locked onto Zhao Xing as if trying to burn him into her memory.

But she immediately had no time to care, because Wei Tianchen started the interrogation.

...

Seven days later.

Wei Tianchen walked out carrying a medicine chest: "Not bad, she held out against my seven days of Dao Heart Mist God Medicine before confessing—counts as a seventh-tier Dao Heart." ℯℯ𝘭.

"What kind of standard is that?" Zhao Xing asked curiously. "From your era?"

"I set it myself," Wei Tianchen said blandly. He was pursuing Heaven and Earth Dao, creating a lot of things on his own.

"Roughly how many tiers could I last?" Zhao Xing asked curiously.

Wei Tianchen hadn’t tested it on him.

"Fu Mengzhen used to have a hard mouth. Now she’s just a well-behaved dog."

"Want to try it?"

Zhao Xing shivered on the spot: "Forget it, I’m really not that curious."

Wei Tianchen waved his hand, and three scraps of hide and fur appeared in front of Zhao Xing: "From her mouth, I got three important pieces of information."

"First, the location of the Fire Source Divine Hall. Supposedly, in the Bone Yin Realm it’s in a place called the Land of Nihility. The way in is you must first pass the Fire Source Divine Hall’s trial."

Land of Nihility? Zhao Xing froze.

Could the Xuanhuang Realm have had a Land of Nihility this early already?

"Second is the method she used to grow flesh again, which is also the key to escaping this place," Wei Tianchen said. "This second message is also inseparable from the Fire Source Divine Hall."

"She even came here—this place is called Five Luck Island—because of the Fire Source Divine Hall."

"Third..."

"Spit it out, why’d you stop talking?" Zhao Xing was stunned.

Wei Tianchen suddenly took out the Eight-direction Divine Mirror; eight energies circled it, slowly spreading, yet no figure appeared.

"Someone else is coming?" Zhao Xing’s Consciousness caught on.

Wei Tianchen didn’t look at the mirror, but at the dark clouds over the island’s sky, like facing a mortal enemy.

"No. A God is coming."