Ning Cheng’s divine sense completely penetrated out, but he could only feel the broken and messy rules of heaven and earth, and could not feel at all what exactly caused that sticky space.
Ning Cheng raised his hand and the Divine Gun of Creation appeared in his hand. He vaguely felt that the Divine Gun of Creation was somewhat excited, but he had no way of knowing exactly what the reason was.
Just when Ning Cheng wanted to sacrifice his divine ability, Traceless Collapse of Air, Lan Bing’s shrill cry came. Ning Cheng stopped, it wasn’t that he cared that something had happened to Lan Bing.
If Lan Bing had fallen in this place, then it would be a good thing for him, he saved himself the time of continuing to hunt this woman.
What surprised Ning Cheng was that Blue Ice actually let out a shrill shout, which was completely different from what he knew.
If Blue Ice forcibly fused with the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly Creation Realm, she would definitely end up losing her spiritual wisdom and then become the Spirit of the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly. This kind of cold and icy person, even if the most terrifying thing appeared in front of her, she would probably not let out a scream.
As expected, Ning Cheng had just stopped when he saw Lan Bing’s hasty figure rushing over as if she had dragged a billion pounds of mud and sand.
Behind her, Ning Cheng was partial to not finding anything.
Blue Ice was cloaked in hair, running away frantically while screaming shrilly. Although her speed was still ridiculously slow, her demeanour carried an extreme madness.
Ning Cheng frowned slightly as he surrounded himself with Dao rhythms, while gripping the Creation Divine Spear tightly and staring at Lan Bing. As long as Lan Bing made the slightest mistake, he would directly break his opponent’s brow with a single shot.
Ning Cheng soon felt that something was wrong, it was as if Blue Ice did not see him, the whole person only knew how to run away screaming. And what made Ning Cheng even more puzzled was that Blue Ice’s strength was decreasing. Not only was it decreasing, but it was also decreasing at a speed that Ning Cheng could see with his naked eyes. The Dao Rhythm around her body was also collapsing drastically.
Could it be that Blue Ice’s spiritual wisdom had been corrupted by the Ancient Desolate Wish Butterfly and was about to be lost? That wasn’t right either, if that was really the case, then Blue Ice’s strength should be getting stronger, not weaker.
In the split second it took for Ning Cheng’s thoughts to shift, Blue Ice had already arrived not far in front of Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng did not hesitate as the Divine Spear of Creation was offered up and blasted directly at Blue Ice.
The Great Seal of Willingness on Lan Bing’s forehead instantly blasted out, blocking the creation divine spear before it. A violent Dao rhyme exploded and the Great Seal of Wishing Power was directly blasted into nothingness by Ning Cheng, but also because of the sudden blast of the Great Seal of Wishing Power, Ning Cheng’s spear was deflected and blasted at Lan Bing’s left shoulder.
Blood mist exploded and splattered on Lan Bing’s pale face, Lan Bing finally sobered up from her madness, she stopped and looked at Ning Cheng in a daze, surprisingly there was some more glow in her eyes.
The cold face was also no longer the unpopular painted person it had been before, but had a hint of more vitality in it.
Ning Cheng put away his spear and did not make another move. Lan Bing’s cultivation was dropping so rapidly that there was no need for him to continue making his move. He vaguely felt as if Lan Bing had met something that had caused a rift in the Wishing Butterfly Realm created by the fusion of her and the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly.
If this was the case, Ning Cheng really did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for Lan Bing. When Lan Bing had fused with the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly to create the Wishing Butterfly Realm, her spiritual soul and life had completely become part of the Wishing Butterfly Realm. Once separated, for Lan Bing, it would be a way to die.
Ning Cheng’s divine sense swept around for a moment, and he was just as scandalized in his heart. Blue Ice and the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly had fused to create the realm, and even if it was Blue Ice himself, I was afraid that he would not be able to separate it. This place did not know what it was that had caused Blue Ice and the Wishing Butterfly Realm to have a rift, or even be about to separate. Even if Blue Ice fell because of this, this would be a very frightening thing.
“Ning Cheng can I ask you one thing?” Blue Ice’s face was calm and peaceful, completely different from the madness of the previous attempt to destroy the Tai Su Realm.
Ning Cheng knew that Lan Bing was going to fall soon, so he nodded, “Go ahead and ask.”
“Do you think I’m not pretty? Why were you indifferent when I was willing to sacrifice myself for you in the Blue Cheng Wish Clan?” Out of Ning Cheng’s expectation, Blue Ice inquired an inexplicable sentence.
Ning Cheng calmly replied, “In terms of looks, you are beautiful, more beautiful than most of the women I have seen. But when it comes to attractiveness to men, you are half-heartedly unattractive.”
This was only Ning Cheng’s honest truth, in fact even if Lan Bing had great attraction, he would not have done anything with her at that time. He was a man, but not a man who couldn’t control his lower body.
What he said to Lan Bing was also indeed practical, Lan Bing had a dead face, and even if she was pretty, she lacked the attractiveness that a woman should have.
A hint of disappointment appeared on Blue Ice’s face, the Dao rhythm around her was dissipating dramatically, and the boundary created by fusing the Ancient Desolate Wish Butterfly was slowly separating.
Ning Cheng sighed in his heart as he looked at Lan Bing’s life that was about to dissipate, everyone was pursuing the same thing, only the means were different.
Lan Bing had a ruthless heart, she had even destroyed the Land of Broken Rules by creating the boundary. It was estimated that the Blue Cheng Wish Clan had all become her sacrifices as well, this woman was too ruthless.
But there was one thing he couldn’t help but admit, and that was that the goal Blue Ice was pursuing and the goal he was pursuing were actually the same. If Blue Ice had killed him and exterminated Tai Su in the first place, his and Blue Ice’s positions would have to be switched over. It wasn’t that Blue Ice was looking at him before he died and asking questions, but that he was looking at Blue Ice before he died.
It is an ironclad rule that a king is a king and a knave is a knave.
“Blue Ice, you look much better now than you did before. At least, I am not repulsed by looking at it.” Ning Cheng looked at Lan Bing’s disappointed eyes and suddenly said one more thing.
Lan Bing’s face was splattered with blood at this time, and in terms of appearance, it was far worse than it was back then. However, at this moment, she had an extra hint of vitality.
Sure enough, after listening to Ning Cheng’s words, Lan Bing’s eyes had some more glow in them, and she suddenly asked, “If I ask to cultivate with you now, would you be willing to do so?”
That gleam in her eyes was as if she was desperately expecting Ning Cheng to agree. As long as Ning Cheng agreed, she would immediately practice with Ning Cheng.
“Ah ……” Ning Cheng looked at Lan Bing in surprise, he was completely unable to keep up with Lan Bing’s thinking.
The luster in Lan Bing’s eyes suddenly dimmed, and a faint voice came out of her mouth, “Pity my generation, much torment ……”
Just a few breaths later, her breath dissipated without a trace, following which her entire body began to vanish as a golden butterfly solidified above Lan Bing’s dissipated body.
This was the Ancient Desolate Wish Butterfly, which seemed to have taken on a disguised shape. Without half a moment’s hesitation, Ning Cheng raised his hand and was about to grab this golden butterfly.
It was just that he had forgotten where he was, and the sticky space around him hindered his movements. The golden butterfly turned into a golden light and directly disappeared into space, no longer perceptible.
Ning Cheng’s face was somewhat ugly, with the fall of Blue Ice, the strength of that Ancient Desolate Wish Butterfly would definitely be greatly reduced. Even if that was the case, the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly escaping was not a good thing for him. This Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly was somewhat bizarre, causing Ning Cheng’s heart to cast an additional shadow.
Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do right now, not to mention collecting the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly, even if he were to leave from this place, it would be very difficult.
There were also the words spoken by Lan Bing when he was dying, which made Ning Cheng feel a little sad. Even though he had chased Lan Bing all the way over, Lan Bing’s words before he died, ‘Pity my generation, much torment ……’ made him resonate.
The first time he heard it from Violet Xiao, he hadn’t felt it so much. Now when Lan Bing said this as he was dying, it made him feel it a little more deeply.
Ning Cheng quickly cast these feelings aside and began to release his divine sense, his divine sense was very adaptable. No matter where he was, his divine sense could quickly be quenched.
Ning Cheng’s divine sense was already strong, plus he possessed his own deduced divine sense technique, in just a few days, his divine sense could already cooperate with his Dao Rhythm Domain to form a rule space around him.
This side of the rule space was his, even if his divine sense could not penetrate further, in this side of the rule space, he was completely unrestrained. At least under the rule space he had condensed, it would no longer be the same as before, where every step he took was like trudging through mud.
Gripping the Creation Divine Spear tightly, Ning Cheng continued to spread his divine sense to make the Rule Space he had coalesced bigger while he went over in the direction where Blue Ice had screamed just now. He wanted to see what it was that could make Lan Bing, who had used the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly to create the realm, scream and harden the realm she had created.
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Ning Cheng did not have to step out for long before a kind of overwhelming darkness came over.
The endless darkness was like plunging him into the eighteenth level of the abyss of hell, with no more semblance of light.
Ning Cheng did not hesitate to sacrifice the Divine Spear of Creation, and a spear pattern blasted out.
Ever since he had cultivated his divine sense, he had never known what darkness was. To a cultivator, as long as the divine sense was available, even if it was pitch black, it was not darkness, and one could still see clearly what was within the divine sense.
And at this moment, whether it was his physical eyes or his divine sense, it was all pitch black. Not only could he not see anything, but a depressing and creepy darkness seeped into his soul, seemingly trying to dye his soul all black.
“Boom boom boom!” It was clearly a void of nothingness, but Ning Cheng’s spear pattern still blasted on top of a dao rhythm that was invisible to the naked eye, stirring up a ripple of dao rhythm.
Just a few Dao rhymes clashed and blasted Ning Cheng’s chest with a dullness that caused him to retreat several steps, and the dark feeling at the bottom of his heart became even heavier.
Ning Cheng’s divine sense repeatedly and continuously impacted the darkness in front of him, and he already vaguely understood in his heart why Lan Bing had been shocked out loud and then ran backwards, his cultivation constantly being weakened.
This was the first time he had seen a rule dao rhyme, the Darkness Rule. Since his cultivation, Ning Cheng had seen all sorts of rules and had derived all sorts of rules, but he had never seen a darkness rule before, and today he finally saw it.
If there was any rule divine rhythm that Ning Cheng had not been exposed to, it was undoubtedly darkness.
He did not have any darkness in his eight spiritual roots either, so he was completely blind to the darkness rule divine ability or the dao rhythm aura, and only stayed above a literal understanding.
The fusion of Blue Ice and the Ancient Desolate Wishing Butterfly had created the Wishing Butterfly Realm, which was entirely a coalescence of Wishing Power Dao Rhymes. In a way, wishing power is equivalent to a branch of the rules of light. The Darkness Rule, on the other hand, was its nemesis. As Dan Master Lan Bing had just created the realm, the Wishing Butterfly Realm was already unstable, plus there were dao marks in his heart because of his words. As soon as he was invaded by this powerful dark rule, the hesitant dao thoughts within his heart immediately collapsed like dominoes in succession.