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0Ming Zhu felt the power in her body and felt her heart surge. She looked at Devil Lord in disbelief. No, it could no longer be described as strong. Devil Lord's sword strike was equivalent to letting Ming Zhu gain a new life.    

    

The three streams of Ascendants' Mandates within his body were directly sliced apart by that single sword strike.    

    

He felt that as long as he could obtain power, he would be able to endure it at any cost. The reason why Zhuge Qingyun helped her fuse with the Darkness Source Spirit was because he wanted to obtain the Unparalleled Divine Instrument and share it with Yang Ping.    

    

She was almost unable to endure it, but every time she thought about the pressure Yang Ping was facing, she would rely on her will to persevere.    

    

This was also the place that Devil Lord found interesting.    

    

He chopped out with his sword.    

    

The Devil Lord looked at Ming Zhu and said: "Since there are people who have even designed it for me, how can I not give them some gifts?" Then he turned and left.    

    

Ming Zhu opened her mouth, wanted to say some words of thanks, and even had the thought of taking a master, but Devil Lord left.    

    

Devil Lord has his own dignity. Since you said that you were unwilling, then it means that fate has not yet arrived. Devil Sect Princess gave Ming Zhu a deep look before leaving.    

    

In the corner of the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, Ming Zhu looked at the courtyard in front of her. Her gaze was locked onto the cocoon, where the man she loved deeply.    

    

Just after that one sword.    

    

Zhuge Qingyun's angry roars came from a hidden place at the peak of the Mountain Meng. His scarlet eyes released an endless bloody aura and the mountain was shrouded in red clouds, as if he was a bloodthirsty devil.    

    

"Devil Lord, mind your own business!"    

    

Ever since the pearl had been destroyed by the sword slash of the Heavenly Sovereign's Will, along with the fact that Zhuge Qingyun's true body had been affected, a crack had actually appeared in the small world within his body, which was tantamount to him receiving a serious injury. This was also the terror of Sword of Nether King. How could the third ranked Divine Instrument in the world be so easily dealt with?    

    

If the Devil Lord was willing, he could even sacrifice a little to kill the Sky Sovereign with one sword.    

    

Zhuge Qingyun was resentful, but he did not dare look for trouble with Devil Lord, because Devil Lord was another existence.    

    

"I must obtain the Unparalleled Divine Instrument!"    

    

Zhuge Qingyun truly understood how terrifying Sword of Nether King were. The reason why Divine Instrument were all Divine Instrument was because they were above everyone else.    

    

Just as Zhuge Qingyun was being severely injured, in a certain village in the outskirts of Dragon City, a heart-wrenching scream resounded through the sky. A golden Rune appeared in the sky, it was Shu Zu's Source Spirit. It actually formed a gap, just like Zhuge Qingyun. After being affected by it, Shu Zu was heavily injured.    

    

The golden symbols rotated irregularly, slowly recovering. However, it would take at least half a month to recover. During this half month, he could not use his origin energy. He had to be extremely careful, or else he would be discovered. In order to avoid Dao Zun, he did not dare to make a move. He did not expect that, as soon as he was about to recover, he would be severely injured and had no choice but to hide again.    

    

"Devil Lord!"    

    

The golden symbol let out an angry roar, and then it slowly disappeared into the darkness.    

    

The Dark Lord was definitely finished.    

    

Dao Zun's goal was actually to use the Dark Lord and him to fill up the gaps in the small world. Using two Sky Sovereigns as the core of the small world was a true big deal. Dao Zun had almost succeeded.    

    

Shu Zu regretted trusting Dao Zun, that complete swindler!    

    

Dragon City's South City Wall, a lonely voice stood beneath the city walls, and silently looked inside the city walls. His gaze passed through the Dragon City's defensive formation, saw through the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, and focused on Yang Ping's body within the cocoon.    

    

He couldn't even see through himself?    

    

Dao Zun was displeased in his heart, he did not expect that the Void Destiny would be able to rely on his perception, so this was equivalent to him losing control. Dao Zun really didn't like this feeling. Something that was out of his control, he would do everything he could to kill.    

    

It was as if there was some mysterious force affecting Yang Ping's transformation, preventing him from succeeding. This was because once she succeeded, it meant that a new kind of fate would appear out of nowhere.    

    

What did this mean?    

    

Dao Zun did not dare to imagine. He remembered that person back then, a powerful being who was invincible in this world, wasn't he called Destiny's Void? He couldn't even sense his Fate and couldn't control it, much less the Heavenly Dao.    

    

Yang Ping absolutely could not be allowed to succeed.    

    

Just as Dao Zun was about to enter and kill Yang Ping with disdain, his expression suddenly changed greatly. He looked into the distance coldly, and from a certain direction in the air, it was as if a golden line was shooting over. Before he could react, the new miniature world started to fluctuate. The Dark Monarch, who was suppressing the world inside it, seemed to have seen an opportunity and used the last of his strength to struggle.    

    

"You're lucky!"    

    

Dao Zun knew that he had to deal with the will of the Dark Lord. Otherwise, all his previous efforts would be in vain.    

    

"Devil Lord, our game has only just begun. One day, I will make you kneel down and submit to me!" Dao Zun laughed coldly in his heart. He understood that he couldn't force his way through the Dragon City with the Devil Lord for the time being and leave the Dragon City to settle the matter with the Dark Lord.    

    

Only now did the Dragon City return to its normal calm.    

    

However, a huge movement occurred at the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.    

    

It was as if spring had arrived.    

    

Fresh sprouts grew from the trees in the front yard, then they turned into green leaves, and finally they fell onto the ground and turned into dried leaves. It was as if the four seasons had alternated, and a cycle of reincarnation had occurred. There was an invisible force of destiny controlling the growth of the trees, but among the countless leaves, there was a single sprout that maintained its tenacious vitality.    

    

The shoots are growing strong and never fade.    

    

The cocoon in the front yard split open.    

    

The light inside was hazy, as if an unknown great world, full of mysteries, yet also like the boundless starry sky of the universe.    

    

A hand stretched out from the cocoon.    

    

What followed was a delicate and pretty face.    

    

In the end, Yang Ping walked out of the mysterious big world, she looked up at the sky, and her eyes shone with golden light.    

    

So powerful!    

    

Yang Ping felt like she was dreaming. She dreamt of going to the Ultimate Land and obtained the unparalleled inheritance. He saw a figure sitting alone in the air, exuding an aura of unparalleled loneliness.    

    

Wearing a green robe meant for the ages.    

    

This was true invincibility!    

    

Yang Ping wanted to speak, but she realized that she was unable to communicate at this point. She could only transmit information through her brain, but the other party did not respond. He had received a very mysterious inheritance.    

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Fate was empty.    

    

After the inheritance was complete, Yang Ping woke up and saw a new world; He went to the tree and reached down and plucked the never-fading bud and looked at it for a long time.    

    

"He's a new student."    

    

Yang Ping sighed and said.    

    

It was a power that allowed him to ignore space and time. It was the pure quantity of Spiritual Force that wanted to kill Yang Ping, to kill him, and kill him in the bud.    

    

Dao Zun's face appeared in the sky.    

    

He looked at Yang Ping coldly.    

    

Dao Zun!    

    

Yang Ping's eyes were scarlet red, but under Dao Zun's powerful attack, her body had not recovered yet, so she could only watch as the black light shot towards him.    

    

Once the black light gathered with Yang Ping, he knew that the consequences would be severe.    

    

The fisherman was the first to discover that even though the fishing rod with emerald green liquid clashed with the black light, the fishing rod made from Wujia Ridge could not withstand the black light. With a "Kacha" sound, the fishing rod broke into two pieces.    

    

The fisherman spat out blood as he looked at the sky in shock.    

    

Inside the black light was an aura that made the angler's soul throb. This was the aura of a Divine Instrument.    

    

But just when Yang Ping was powerless.    

    

A beautiful figure pounced towards the black light.    

    

Yang Ping saw the beautiful face of the woman clearly, her entire body went ice-cold as she roared, "Ming Zhu, come back here!"