As everyone went crazy for the red divine light, Fang Ming Jing quickly separated from Feng Ya Yue.
Well, he was going to the center of the secret realm and knock everyone down.
There was no one around.
Looking at the location of the red divine light, Fang Ming Jing focused all his attention and used the power of the realm from Yakumo Yukari. A bizarre spatial rift slowly unfolded before him.
“Gap”
From the outside, it was a purple crack that emitted a chilling aura. Countless eyes were staring out from inside the rift, rolling and looking at the outside world.
Fang Ming Jing walked into the crack.
When he came out, he was already at the center of the secret realm.
Glug…
Glug glug glug glug…
A sound like boiling water echoed. Fang Ming Jing emerged from the gap, and what he saw was a blood-colored sky and earth, with a boiling pool of blood in the middle.
A strange fragrance emanated from the strong smell of blood.
“It's actually here?”
Although it had completely changed, Fang Ming Jing still recognized this blood pool as the place where he initially picked the Pure Lotus.
Only, the clear and pure lake water had long since been replaced by the muddy blood of the Dragon Elephant.
Yes, muddy.
The refining technique was not yet complete, and the mournful sound from the other side was as loud as thunder. Only after the pure lotus water at the bottom of the blood pool cleansed the muddy air in the blood pool and condensed, would the Dragon Elephant Essence Blood be considered complete.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one had arrived yet, Fang Ming Jing glanced at the chat group in his consciousness.
Hestia: “Ah, when will Bell finally appear? I'm so bored waiting…”
God's Tongue: “Aren't you going to find other adventurers?”
Hestia: “That's too much trouble… Besides, I tried it before. I found dozens of new adventurers, but they all refused as soon as they heard I was a newly-descended goddess.”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “Newbie adventurers are so snobby?”
Yakumo Yukari: “People always aim for higher things, this is the same for everyone. But Hestia better have a backup plan, don't cry if the adventurer named Bell is taken away by someone else.”
Hestia: “Humph, don't worry! Isn't there something called plot correction force or something? He won't escape!”
Stinky Sprout: “I'm going to plant a flag here first, so I can be the first to come and laugh when things go wrong.”
God's Tongue: “Ming Jing younger brother is here?”
Yakumo Yukari: “That's right, I've already taken a screenshot. Don't blame me for kicking you while you're down when things go wrong.”
Hestia: “Hey! Why is everyone so discouraging!”
Stinky Sprout: “Hee hee, Eri-na sister, pat pat.”
God's Tongue: “Pat pat?”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “Internet slang, you can understand it as a way to express closeness.”
Seeing this, Nakiri Erina couldn't help but happily send a smiling emoji.
Yakumo Yukari: “The little group leader really forgets old friends for new ones, I'm the first member you know.”
Stinky Sprout: “But you don't even want to call me a strong man!”
Hestia: “…”
God's Tongue: “…”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “…”
Strong man... It's too contradictory when applied to Fang Ming Jing.
Fang Ming Jing was quite unhappy about this.
However, as he was happily chatting in the group, a figure arrived.
The center of the secret realm was already scarlet like a painting, with blood mist swirling, and the entire sky and earth were filled with a faint blood aura, swaying in the wind.
The person should have been wearing a blue robe, but it had already turned into a blood robe.
Liu Guan Zong.
As he walked, he calmly used a clean piece of cloth to wipe the blood on his hands. His deep eyes first glanced at the blood pool that was still bubbling and rolling, then landed on Fang Ming Jing.
He laughed.
But it wasn't a hearty laugh, it just made people feel icy cold.
“I didn't expect to meet you until the very end, Chong Xiao Holy Son.”
Fang Ming Jing didn't respond.
He disliked the other person's gaze a little.
After receiving no response, Liu Guan Zong also stopped laughing.
But in fact, his heart was not as calm as it seemed, because the aura of the initial stage of the Condensation Truth Realm he felt from the young figure made him feel a heavy weight in his heart.
He, Liu Guan Zong, was the second prodigy of the Liu family, and even he had only broken through to the Condensation Truth Realm at the age of nineteen. But what about the other person?
Ten years old?
Eleven years old?
Such guesses made Liu Guan Zong feel both inner suppression and a sense of resentment towards himself.
“This Dragon Elephant Essence Blood is of great benefit to me. I wonder if the little Holy Son is willing to step aside?”
Liu Guan Zong sneered, “But I imagine the little Holy Son is here to temper himself, so he shouldn't be so easy to talk to.”
“I don't care for this thing.” Fang Ming Jing smiled, “But I won't give it to you.”
“…Don't care for it?”
The thing he was fighting for was something that the other person could simply discard like a piece of trash?
Regardless of whether the other person was deliberately trying to provoke him, Liu Guan Zong, who was inexplicably outmatched, had a hint of anger on his handsome face, sneering repeatedly:
“Since the little Holy Son is unwilling to give it, it suits me fine. I'll just take it by force!”
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It's so boring not even being able to reply to the comments section on the new account.