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Chapter 2041: Chance, Eyes of Heaven (Subscription Request)

"This, this is the Northern Meng Dragon King. He really is, truly, a god descending from heaven, the Supreme One coming to earth!"

Although the horse-faced ghost had facial paralysis due to the human skin mask he was wearing, his eyes were bulging out at this moment. He kept recalling the mystery and magic of Meng Zhao's finger, and comparing it with the Great Sun Sky Waterfall move of Shen Tianci that he had faced before.

After thinking it over, he felt that if the two magical skills were to be compared seriously, Meng Zhao's would probably be more powerful and more lethal.

Because he had truly faced the Big Sun Sky Waterfall move, which was truly like melting gold and iron, like molten lava falling from the sky, with unparalleled power.

However, Meng Zhao's finger, or this sword, was like the sky bowing and the creation of the way of heaven. In terms of pure aura, it might not be as majestic as Shen Tianci's, but its charm, spirit, and lethality were far superior to Shen Tianci.

If on that day, the three great masters had faced Meng Zhao's finger, even with the imitation Pharmacist Cauldron in their hands, the three of them would probably have died on the spot and would have had no chance of escaping.

It is no wonder that it is widely said in the martial arts world that Shen Tianci is a young talent and Meng Zhao is a latecomer who is even better than the former.

As for Yan Libing, he got goose bumps all over his body and his heart almost jumped out.

He himself had no thoughts about Meng Zhao, but when he thought about the four of them rushing to Mengjiazhuang in a threatening manner, and even Qiao Nian trying to tease Meng Zhao, he broke out in a cold sweat.

You really don't know your place. Meng Zhao is a martial arts master, a tyrant and a hero. How can you humiliate him?

Now, even a nobleman like him from Yujing City has to surrender to him. I really don’t know where this man’s limit will be in the future.

Yan Libing even had a feeling in his heart, whether the nameless eunuch with extraordinary skills could be a match for Meng Zhao?

If it were Yan Libing before he saw Meng Zhao take action, he might have thought that the nameless eunuch was better than Meng Zhao. But now, it’s hard to say.

It might even be said that Beitang Sheng is known to be invincible in heaven and on earth, the Supreme Being. However, if one ignores the bonus of his status and only talks about martial arts, he may not be much stronger than Meng Zhao.

Even if we extend the timeline and give Meng Zhao more time to grow, the outcome will be clearer.

However, compared to the various psychological activities of the two people at this time, shock, fear, yearning...

Meng Zhao seemed much calmer. He just reached out his hand towards the place where the strange Poison King turned into ashes, and grabbed it. An irregular milky white crystal the size of a baby's fist fell into Meng Zhao's hand.

As the milky white crystal was in hand, the emerging insects in Meng Zhao's body began to beat outward with even stronger vibrations, like a greedy child who saw a delicious dish and wanted to stuff it into his mouth in one bite.

With the corners of his lips slightly raised, a silk thread suddenly shot out from the palm of Meng Zhao's hand and pierced into the milky white crystal. Soon, it was completely decomposed and swallowed into the body through the silk thread. Or to be more precise, it was swallowed up by the emerging insect.

This irregular milky white crystal is the essence of the strange Poison King. It continuously condenses and accumulates while being calcined. It can be said that 80% of the Poison King's energy is contained in it.

The toxins undergo qualitative changes during the calcination process.

Ordinary people would die immediately if they were contaminated by it, let alone absorbing it.

Putting aside the side effects of the poison, if a master warrior wanted to devour all of the Poison King's energy essence at once, he would also be at risk of bursting.

It can only be said that the winged insects are truly divine creatures created by nature.

According to Meng Zhao's estimation, with this opportunity, he could wrap himself up in a cocoon again at any time and undergo a deep transformation.

Of course, timing is also important, at least not now.

Slowly raising his head, Meng Zhao looked into the distance at the sky above this poisonous cave.

The gray and gloomy sky, filled with despair and emptiness, became even darker at this moment.

Yan Libing and the Horse-Faced Ghost also noticed something unusual at this time and looked up at the sky. They saw that the sky, which was originally only gray, had completely turned dark. Large patches of thick dark clouds continued to accumulate, like waves surging in the sea, piling up layer by layer, making people palpitate.

In the dark clouds, hundreds and thousands of scarlet red lightning burst out in an instant, splitting the huge dark sky into countless tiny fragments.

"What's going on?"

Yan Libing stuttered a little. After killing the Poison King, would there be any consequences?

Is what Meng Zhao said true?

“Hey, I said that this monster is the body chosen by the powerful man who died here, and he wants to use it as a foundation to take over another body and be reborn.

Now that his physical body has been destroyed, it is extremely difficult to create another body of such a terrifying and bizarre monster with the same potential, and the time it would take is incalculable.

I have ruined someone's good fortune, how can this powerful Yuanshen forgive me?"

Meng Zhao's tone was relaxed, but his expression was still serious, and it was obvious that he didn't really care at all.

After all, this is a ruthless person who is dead but not stiff, dead but not annihilated, with a remaining soul and will, who has replaced the Little Heavenly Dao, and is still thinking about taking over another body and being reborn.

Throughout history, those who have achieved such success in the way of heaven and man are extremely rare and outstanding.

Although Meng Zhao has cultivated his primordial spirit, he has only reached the level of a grandmaster. Compared with such a strong man, he is still somewhat inferior.

Of course, this refers to the other party's heyday.

Now that body no longer exists, his soul and will are incomplete, and it has even merged with the small heaven of this world. Although it retains some vitality, it is definitely far less than in its peak period.

Thunder snakes were running, angry clouds were rolling, and the loud rumbling sounds were like the roar from heaven, continuous and shocking.

On the earth, countless seemingly powerful and vicious poisonous insects were now hiding underground and trembling under the mighty power of heaven.

A hurricane arose, and sandstorms hit our faces, making it impossible to tell north from south or east from west.

Finally, above the sky, a huge, clearly discernible blood-red vertical pupil appeared.

Blood-colored veins, dark pupils, and within them lies endless resentment, malice, and destruction.

With just one glance, Yan Libing almost collapsed mentally and his faith in Taoism was shattered.

Fortunately, the handwriting of the great scholar from the Middle Ages in his hand, although no longer powerful, still had a lingering sense of righteousness that protected him.

Otherwise, this noble and proud son of Yujing City would be completely crippled the moment he saw the blood-red vertical pupils above the sky, which would be worse than death.

The Horse-Faced Ghost does have a bit more resistance. After all, he is a martial arts master with a strong spirit. He has enough strength to withstand the attack.

Meng Zhao felt solemn, but also a little happy, because the appearance of these vertical pupils not only proved that all his guesses were correct.

This is even more of a rare material that he can study and deduce to improve his own foundation and practice.

For those who are not strong enough, this is a desperate situation.

But for Meng Zhao, although there is danger, it is also a great opportunity.