Open the door! "
"Chen Yuan! Free us! "
"Defeat the Lord of Prisoners! Give me my freedom! "
The roar of the mountain roared like a tsunami, carrying the resentment of hundreds of millions of living beings, and slammed into the thin spiritual light curtain in the core hall of "Tianshu". The light screen rippled like water waves, wiping out the sound waves that could shake the mountains.
Inside the palace, it was deathly silent.
Chen Yuan sat on the center of the formation, with his eyes closed, and his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. The white robe on his body was stained with dust and dried blood, and a few strands of his long, tightly tied hair were scattered and hanging beside his face, making him look extremely tired.
His fingers were gently resting on a piece of warm jade at the core of the hub. This piece of jade is the heart of the entire "Guixu Realm". As long as he is willing, a single thought can turn the billions of noisy creatures outside the palace into dust together with their voices.
But he can't.
He personally saved them one by one from the "turbulent disaster" at the end of the fairy world.
"Brother Yuan, they... They are crazy! "A violent voice sounded in the hall.
Li Shuo held a red spear covered with cracks in one hand. The tip of the spear was still dripping with blood. It did not belong to those outside, but to himself. He was standing alone in front of the palace gate just now. He was able to repel the first wave of impact with his momentum alone, but his arm was also scratched by the magic weapon fragment hidden in the crowd.
