Chapter 122: Northern Town! (Ch 122)

Within a few breaths, all the roars strangely merged into one sound.

It was as if hundreds of people spoke at the same time, each saying only one or two words, but they were cleverly connected together to form a complete sentence.

The sound was eerie and terrifying, making one’s hair stand on end.

“Bei Zhenyuan! Do you think you can keep us locked up forever?”

“It’s been a whole era. You don’t have much time left.”

“Even if you seal away all your vitality and refine your body into an immortal corpse, what can you do?”

“I can feel that you have lived for too long, defying fate and forcing yourself to survive for too long. You are almost dead.”

“Once your life force is extinguished and this body loses its obsession, I wonder what you will use to imprison us!”

The sound echoed in the valley like a spell.

Mo Yingchen, or Bei Zhenyuan.

After hearing the words of this monster, the anger in my chest erupted like a volcano and could not be suppressed.

His body moved and fell as fast as a meteor, landing in the depths of the valley in an instant.

He lowered his head and stared at the places that were broken by the giant palm.

There, the darkness was like an abyss, emitting a heart-pounding atmosphere.

He clenched his fists, and his joints made a crackling sound.

Gathering strength, all the power in the body surges into the fists like a flood breaking through a dam.

The violent soul energy continued to condense as he moved, forming a giant fist shadow above him, emitting a terrifying aura that could destroy everything.

He swung his fist downward suddenly, striking into the void.

The giant fist shadow moved in sync with his movements, carrying endless power, and punched into the hole deep in the giant palm.

Close your fist and hit again.

The fist shadows flashed, bringing up gusts of wind, and every strike made the entire space tremble.

Collect again and smash again.

The action repeats itself over and over again.

Accompanied by the crazy wailing in the pit, and the entire space churning under the heavy burden.

Bei Zhenyuan threw hundreds of punches like this.

finally……

The last punch came down.

The entire forbidden area and the space of the trial ground could no longer bear the weight and began to shatter like fragile glass.

Countless terrifying cracks began to spread outward from the forbidden area, spreading like a spider web and tearing the entire space apart.

The trial ground was completely shattered under this violent force!

Everything around became blurry, space was distorted, and light was disordered, as if doomsday had come.

The final rule of the trial ground began to operate – teleporting away the young people of all races who came for the trial!

Rays of white light enveloped every living being in the entire trial ground.

A white light flashed, and all the figures disappeared.

Outside the trial site, the reception personnel from various races were waiting quietly.

They were sitting or standing, scattered in all directions in an orderly manner.

Above the void, a huge flying boat was quietly suspended.

Inside the flying boat, An Ruoyun, the woman who led Mo Yingchen and others into the trial ground, was standing respectfully in front of an old man.

She bowed her head slightly, her posture humble, and her words full of respect.

“Old Sun, according to the records, this trial site will not end for another week.”

“I’m sorry to have you wait on this flying boat for a few days.”

The man respected as Old Sun is none other than Sun Xiao, the Southern Inspector, one of the pillars of the human race.

He is tall and although old, he is still energetic, and his eyes sparkle with wisdom accumulated over the years.

He shook his head gently, a helpless smile on his face.

“Annie, there’s no need to be so reserved.”

Sun Xiao’s voice was deep and full of the kindness of an elder. “For my old bones, it doesn’t matter where I stay.”

He paused, his brows furrowed slightly.

“But this time, for some reason, I felt a little uneasy and my eyelids were twitching a lot, so I came to see you a few days in advance.”

“It’s okay, just go and do your own thing and don’t worry about me.” Sun Xiao waved his hand, indicating that An Ruoyun didn’t need to worry about him.

“I still have a few old friends among the myriad races. I will visit them later and catch up with them.”

Sun Xiao’s tone was relaxed, as if he was just here for a leisurely stroll.

Sun Xiao, the patron saint of the human race.

The last time he demonstrated his astonishing strength was thirty years ago.

At that time, the Shadow Clan invaded massively, and the human border was in danger.

Sun Xiao stepped forward and stood alone at the forefront of the battlefield as an eighth-level elemental commander.

As he waved his hand, countless elemental spells poured down like a rainstorm.

Fire, ice, thunder, strong wind…all kinds of elements intertwined together to form an ocean of destruction.

The scene was like the end of the world, the sky and earth changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

The bridgehead carefully constructed by the Shadow Clan was as fragile as paper in the face of this violent elemental force.

It was torn apart and shattered in an instant, turning into ruins.

In that battle, Sun Xiao’s name resounded throughout the world. ……

While the two were talking, white lights flashed, one after another, suddenly appearing in this space.

The guides of all races turned their gazes towards the lights that appeared out of nowhere, with different expressions in their eyes.

Sun Xiao frowned slightly, and the elemental power surged around his body, instantly enveloping An Ruoyun.

The two of them flashed and appeared beside the young people from all races who were teleported back.

In the place where thousands of races gather, the noise is endless and extremely noisy.

“Why would this trial end early?” A rough voice sounded puzzled.

“Did something happen?” another shrill voice followed, with a hint of uneasiness in its tone.

Before everyone could think about it, the first group of young people who were teleported out had already stood up.

They looked around, searching for the location of their respective races.

The one who came to lead the demons this time was the high priest of the demon clan, Mo Yuan.

His wrinkled face was now furrowed, and his eyes swept over the returning young demons one by one, counting their number.

Suddenly, he asked in a low voice: “Where is Mo Zhen?”

Mo Zhen is the most talented person among the younger generation of demons.

He is also the offspring of a demon king in the demon world, and his strength is among the best among the younger generation in all the worlds.

How could such a person not come back?

The demons who were questioned looked at each other in confusion.

How would they know where Mo Zhen had gone?

Originally everyone was acting together, but later Mo Zhen left alone and no one has seen him since.

“I…I know,” a demon girl dressed in black veil spoke timidly.

“He was originally invited by Xiu Wu of the Spiritual Clan to explore a certain place.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan frowned even more tightly.

A cold light flashed in his deep eyes, and his mental power instantly locked onto the location of Xiu Wu, the spiritual race’s leader.

The palm suddenly stretched out, and an invisible force surged, trying to grab Xiu Wu by force…