fifth form

Chapter 2058 Return
There are only seventy-two hours in three days.

To the Emperor, this was just a blink of an eye, but to Ren Anran, the length of time made her feel uneasy and uneasy.

But the Emperor would not let him go, and Ren Anran had no choice.

She couldn't even feel her own body. She only knew that the black hole near Wanshou Pavilion was still there, and that was probably her way back.

During these three days, she followed the Emperor and Empress to travel all over West Kunlun and learned about all kinds of things. She even met many great practitioners in West Kunlun and had brief conversations with these powerful beings.

After truly seeing the heritage of West Kunlun, Ren Anran was completely shocked.

In the real world, Montespater is the best master, and in the West Kunlun Holy Land, there are many such best masters.

Ren Anran felt that every great cultivator here was as good as Montespater, and might even be stronger.

It involves flying, controlling wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, controlling trees and gravity, with flames and water flowing around the fingers. Ren Anran even saw a great practitioner who controlled space.

The other party simply waved his hand, and she was amazed at the instant hiding and moving of the objects.

The other party only manages the trees in this territory.

Great practitioners, who are rarely seen in the real world, seem to be everywhere here. Even the etiquette women who serve tea and water have considerable cultivation and strength.

Everything in West Kunlun impacted Ren Anran's mind, but Ren Anran was also very keenly aware of the shortcomings of the West Kunlun Holy Land.

That is, every great practitioner here seems to have lost their goals in life, as if they have lost their souls.

If she were asked to find an appropriate scenario, she felt it was somewhat similar to the elderly sequence before the implementation of the old-age policy, a feeling of emptiness and despair waiting to die.

Even though these people are extremely powerful, they are like the walking dead, just slowly waiting for death. Some great gods have even fallen into a mechanical survival. Their bodies still retain consciousness, but their brains seem to be unconscious.

Ren Anran began to guess what the Emperor was thinking, and also understood why he regarded her as a life-saving straw.

Just like Changkongluo and others, people with this kind of imperial mentality will seize every opportunity to survive or seek ways to leave here until they complete the changes in their lives.

Any obstacles that block the other party will be removed, and Ren Anran also understands the courtesy he received in Xi Kunlun.

She was even more aware of what the consequences would be if the Emperor saw through everything she had and discovered that it could not change her fate.

"I should go back!"

Ren Anran stated his request very slowly.

"My body can't hold on for that long. My relatives must be very anxious now," Ren Anran urged.

"Please be patient!"

This was the first time the Emperor saw Ren Anran concentrate his body to actually have a conversation, so how could he let him go so easily?

He thought that the drug injected by Ren Anran should not be common, and Ren Anran was getting stronger and stronger, perhaps one day the mark he had left would disappear.

This forced the Emperor to seize every moment they had together to learn as much as possible about the relevant matters, so as to avoid lack of opportunities for contact in the future.

He took out the insights he had gained from his interactions with Ren Anran over the years, and slowly asked Ren Anran questions, trying his best to make the other person understand and to make himself understand as well.

Relying on lip reading to communicate is indeed a very bad thing. If Zhang Xuezhou had not been observed and practiced thoroughly by them before, this would be an almost impossible thing to accomplish.

Due to different languages ​​and cultures, no matter how talented one is, it is difficult to obtain the original content of practice in a short period of time.

The Emperor stretched out his hand again and again, a red light flickered slightly in his eyes, and there was a flash of lightning like floating thunder, and his inner thoughts kept surging.

"Do you want to keep her soul in our three realms?"

In the ears of the Emperor, there came the message from the Emperor and Empress that had been in cooperation for thousands of years.

This made him nod slightly.

"She already has the ability to erase the mark. If I let her go, I will hardly see her again." The Emperor moved his lips and said, "And the kind of skills she uses are probably just common stuff from the upper realm. I really yearn for their world over there!"

"If you have made up your mind, then keep her spirit and soul, and then search her soul until you control everything she has," the emperor and empress whispered.

"This is a last resort. If I can maintain the mark on her, it may bring me more mysteries," the Emperor said. "Then can you strengthen the coordinate mark to prevent it from being erased by her?"

"It's hard!"

The Emperor rarely hides his moves and always strikes with powerful force.

The mark he had left in Ren Anran's eyes was his most powerful method.

This super-distance hyperspace is too far away, so far that his perception is weak and difficult to control.

If it weren't for his constantly increasing strength that allowed him to barely maintain it, this relationship would have been severed long ago.

"This connection is not generated out of thin air, but I encountered a void creature, and with its help I was able to penetrate the mark. How can I borrow its power again at this time?" the emperor responded in a low voice.

"Then we'll just drain the pond and catch all the fish!"

The Emperor and Empress looked at Ren Anran with smiles on their faces, but there was no emotion in their decisions during the conversation.

At their age, it is almost impossible to form emotions without establishing a righteous cause.

In the eyes of the Emperor and the Empress, everything is about interests. They will choose whichever way can bring higher benefits.

"God, I have put all my energy into promoting this technique, but there are still some parts that I don't understand. I am performing this technique now, and I hope you can correct me. After you have corrected me, I will send you back to the upper realm as safely as possible!"

The emperor raised his hands, which he had repeatedly lowered, when the empress's suggestions entered his ears.

The wind rose and clouds surged in his palm, followed by continuous thunder and lightning.

It was like a microcosmic world, with wind and clouds shaking and countless thunders constantly emerging in the emperor's palm.

Ren Anran breathed a sigh of relief. She had no choice but to watch carefully and wait until the Emperor sent her back to the real world.

A scene of thunder and lightning flashed before her eyes, and then she saw the weapon in the Emperor's hand getting bigger and bigger, and after a short moment it covered the sky and the sun, while around her there was only wind and clouds, and countless purple thunders kept falling from the sky.

"open!"

It is naturally impossible for one palm to cover the sky and the sun. Ren Anran is very clear that this is an alternative mental fighting technique, and only mental power can penetrate it.

She stretched out her palm and raised it to the sky.

But the feeling of powerlessness caused by the lack of genetic function surged into Ren Anran's heart, and he couldn't help but skip a beat.

Without a physical body, her dragon-elephant fighting skills were obviously ineffective.

If he wanted to use his realm to exert pressure, she would not be able to counter it now that she was in this situation.

"Your method is mysterious..."

Ren Anran was unable to break the Emperor's technique, so she had to quickly admit defeat.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the purple lightning in the sky disappeared. Just as Ren Anran was about to think that everything in front of her eyes would disappear, she saw a ghost face like the underworld appear in the sky.

The ghost face raised its head, then swooped down and swallowed her in one gulp.

A cold and eerie feeling surged into her heart, and Ren Anran was horrified. She stretched out her hands and flicked them repeatedly, trying her best to block it even without using any strength.

But this change almost froze her consciousness in an instant.

It was not until she heard an old and hurried voice of "Come back, safely" in her mind that she saw countless ghost faces covering her like layers of shackles, making it difficult to see the end at a glance.

"retreat!"

A feeling of telepathy surged in her heart. Ren Anran scolded out loud. She raised her hands upwards and felt that she had received a familiar and powerful spiritual power.

In just a moment, the sky was also filled with wind and clouds.

The sounds of soaring dragons and stampeding elephants echoed in the sky, and then a giant creature roared down and stomped heavily on countless ghost faces.