"Wang Bugui?"
The man in front of Hanae Chiou hugged her before she could even react. Even though he looked a little different, she could still tell that this was the little brat that she used to be close too.
She did not know why he had suddenly turned older though. It was also for this reason that she did not immediately push him away. Instead, she accepted his tight embrace. She could not feel his warmth, however, as she was a puppet.
If she could, she would be able to sense that it was an intense warmth. In fact, she could imagine it just by how tightly he was hugging her. The embrace lasted for a few minutes, but he still felt that it was not enough.
For the first time, Wang Bugui felt that time past by faster compared to when he was training, and it was because the person he was hugging was his love who he had been thinking of everyday.
"Alright, who said you could hug me for so long?" Hanae Chiou chided him
After a short beating, Hanae Chiou and Wang Bugui ended up embracing. Their love was hard to express in words. She was a girl who was viewed as a monster since she was young, yet she was admired by a boy. He had always been trusting toward her, and she had relied on him emotionally all along. It was a somewhat strange love—she had never expressed her love, while he had always been clueless. It was only at their parting moment that she decided to give up her life to save his. When he turned back to look for her, she had turned into a pool of blood. He then made a pact with a God of Death for her and venture out into China, where he discovered Yuxu Palace of Mount Kunlun and trained for decades to patch her soul back every day. Luckily, with the aid of magical medicine, he eventually managed to patch her soul back. However, he realized that he still could not awaken her, and he needed a stronger body for her. As such, he obtained the soul pupp
"No way! Even my peers and I can easily lose our lives in the Sixth District. How could we allow Bugui to undertake such a huge risk?" Yun Jinghong protested firmly. "Amitabha, I believe great danger lies in the Sixth District. You can't venture there just like this!" said the usually calm Reverend Qing Chan. Even he was feeling emotional now. "Indeed, the Taoist magic there is far too powerful. At the very least, they were left behind by peak level Greater Powers from ancient historical times. No matter how amazing one is, there will still be danger of one dying there." Leng Shuangrong nodded in agreement. "Is that Taoist drawing really that amazing?" Wang Bugui asked, as if he still wanted to try venturing to the Sixth District. This was because Hanae Chiou was far too important to him, and he did not want her to suffer even for a little. The Demonic Soul laughed and replied, "Of course, it'll be a test of your right to earn
"Come on!" The machete in the hands of the demonic soul released a demon red light, and beams of dark red light burst out from his body in an instant with a sinister demon aura. With all the strength, he made an attack, carrying violent machete power, smashing the hundreds of Taoism power in front. Then he continued, and blocked dozens of the Taoism power. At the same time, Leng Shuangrong raised her hand, displaying the Thunder Emperor Incantation. Her Thunder Emperor was several times more solid than that of Leng Yueyan. Together with five hundred thunder gods, it destroyed all the Taoism power around. Yun Jinghong formed a Kick of the Universe, trying to smashing the Taoism power that was approaching Leng Shuangrong into powers. Then he walked back to her with the Hell Step, and destroyed the Taoism power near her with the Glittering Fist. The Reverend Qing Chan made a colorful fire in his hand. He threw them o
"Uh!" The demonic soul started to cough up blood in the back of the crowd. As he desperately tried to save the others with his machete, he was deeply pierced by the dragon claws. Then he turned around and brandished the machete toward the dragon, struggling to escape. After he managed to escape, he stood on the machete to fly away at the fastest speed he could perform. At this time, he couldn't be more injured. Since his body was transformed from his primordial spirit, to repair it would take a lot of power which he couldn't afford. After all, only half of his primordial spirit was left now. The thunder dragon was just a will existing since ancient times, but it could actually improve its cultivation base. That was so incredible! Even if the demonic soul was pretty powerful, he still dared not to risk his life. "Go! Quickly!" When he passed Qing Chan, he made an attack with his machete to help Qing Chan get out of
The Gates of Hell, the end of the sixth zone. "Does this picture really contain the Taoism power of the Queen Mother of the West?" Everyone was staring up at the picture. It was really big, bigger than the roc they saw before. It was engraved with all kinds of celestial beasts. They were all worshiping a graceful and noble woman. Although the woman dressed like a normal person, it was easy to recognize that she was the Queen Mother of the West. She was incomparably beautiful, and at the same time, had a temperament of the motherly model of the nation. There was an oldest immortal peach tree beside her. Surrounded by all the creatures, she was in the top of the picture. Her beautiful and deep eyes were overlooking the beings. The entire picture was vivid, demonstrating a prosperous cultivation year. "The picture is not fully activated yet, and it needs to be watched by the power of primordial spirit," the demonic s
At the place where all the beasts were worshiping, a group of people were slowly moving forward above them. Along the way, there were always beasts' sights gathered on the people, and the pressure they suffered gradually increased to dozens of times. "Oops!" At this time, there was still three-quarters of the distance from the peach trees, and many people were covered with small cracks. Finally, someone couldn't hold on anymore. Shangguan Yiyi and Jiang Lianyue of the Palace of Hundred Flowers successively quit the trial. Yu Wude and Chu He also failed to insist. They supported their bodies full of cracks hardly to encourage their other brothers, and then opted out. "Alas!" After moving forward a few dozen steps, Meiqing also shook her head with a soft sigh and then quit. "Can I only get to this point?" Under the pressure, Lyu Hao could no longer move forward. Neither could Zhao Changge
"What?" All the people present were surprised both at his identity, a demon king from the ancient times—no wonder he was so strong—and the fact that Wang Bugui was the most powerful prodigy in the age! Wang Bugui got such a high comment of an ancient king of the Evil Spirit Race, which indicated that the Blood Demon King held a high expectation to him. Even such a master thought that Wang Bugui's potential was so terrible? The demonic soul seemed to be able to see through what these people were thinking. He said, "Don't doubt that. If he can really go to the Queen Mother of the West relying on his Sage-Realm cultivation base, it is definitely that he is the most powerful prodigy in this age." "Even in the ancient times, there were few people who could do that, not to mention the Age of Dharma Decline!" "After seeing the Queen Mother of the West, they had all become the most powerful one of their generations, and b
"What happened to Bugui? Why hasn't he waked up?" Yun Jinghong frowned. "Maybe he has already seen the Queen Mother of the West. But I don't know why he hasn't come out yet. Normally, even if he has seen the Queen Mother of the West, it can't last for a long time, otherwise he will be hurt by that powerful Taoism power." The Blood Demon King was also very puzzled. He had never met such situation before. A day had passed, but Wang Bugui's primordial spirit still didn't come out. However, he still had signs of life. There was no further expansion of the scars on the body, including those at his Shen Tang. The bleeding had stopped as well. But it was a quirk that his primordial spirit hadn't returned. "He will be fine. Don't worry!" Chu He said tremblingly. His face was pale at this time. He had been comforting himself. The other three brothers also clenched their fists and silently prayed that Wang Bugui was fine. T