Without any feedback, the black and white world that rivals the Sword Realm of Junlin was torn apart silently, revealing an indescribable and strange void beneath it.

Wherever the sword's edge reached, even the stream of time could not be blocked. It was cut off diagonally, exposing Lian Yuanwei's true body.

Subconsciously he raised his hand to resist, but the sword light penetrated his eyebrows at a speed that he could not react to. Lian Yuanwei's movements froze instantly, maintaining a defensive posture, and stood there blankly.

Phew~

The Dark Sword Realm instantly swallows up the black and white realm, turning the entire world into a cold dead zone.

Lifting his feet a little, Zhao Yinshun appeared beside Lian Yuanwei out of thin air. Ignoring his eyes staring straight into space, he reached out to grab the bamboo slips in his hand.

Bang!

The moment the fingertips came into contact with the bamboo slips, the majestic and holy divine power spread upward, twisting the young man's fingers into twists.

It bounced off like an electric shock. Zhao Yinshun looked at the deformed and twisted fingers and helplessly activated the power of the Jingguan.

The next second, like a balloon, the fingers that were broken into weird shapes were stretched and turned, corrected and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the injury healed, Zhao Yinshun looked at Lian Yuanshun who was like a stone, then looked at the bamboo slips of "Zuo Zhuan" in his hand, and rubbed his chin in distress.

After generations of [revisions] [notes], the power of "Zuo Zhuan" has reached the holy realm. It is not an easy task to subdue him.

In other words, it is an impossible thing for people who are not in the [Confucian and Taoist] ranks!

With a little eyebrow, Zhao Yinshun felt that his millions of divinities were less than a fraction of the power of "Zuo Zhuan", so Zhao Yinshun gave up the plan of violent suppression and took stock of his trump cards.

【Deprivation of Destiny】?

No, "Zuo Zhuan" is of too high a rank, and it is a "sacred relic" that embodies the efforts of great scholars of all ages. Unless it is cheated at any cost, there is no way to usurp the ownership rights.

[High-dimensional vision]?

[Infinite focus]?

…………

After looking around, Zhao Yinshun's eyes rested on the unique talent that was finally awakened.

Phew~

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yinshun mobilized all his energy and cautiously and resolutely grabbed the bamboo slip.

boom!

Realizing that the contact was not caused by the [Confucianism and Taoism] class, the terrifying divine power oscillated time and space and spread countercurrently along the contact location.

Click click click~

The bones were twisted into twists like biscuits, but Zhao Yinshun deployed [Higher Dimensional Vision] to block the pain. His purple-gold vertical eyes were cold, and he poured power into the bamboo slips in his hands without reservation, and forcibly established a connection.

The five fingers that were broken into deformed and weird shapes held the bamboo slip ferociously. The next second, Zhao Yinshun's eyes showed a smile.

【Old Royal Court】!

The supreme and unique authority descends, ignoring all resistance, and brutally drags the captured prey into a mysterious space.

Almost at the same time, at the headquarters of the Imperial Capital Shengjin Alliance, thousands of miles away, Kong Fang's pupils, standing in front of the window, shrank slightly, revealing a chaotic black light that contained all colors.

Buzz~

Just the fluctuation of his mind in an instant, time and space ripples visible to the naked eye around him, as if he was about to be overwhelmed by his emotions, revealing a more essential true dimension.

At the level that transcends matter, terrifying energy tides sweep across the void and spread into the unobservable endless abyss.

Under the frightening detection of the gods and demons, Kong Fang instantly restrained his energy and absorbed the leaked trace of divinity into the depths of his soul.

On the soft floor behind him, a charming figure opened her purple pupils and stared at his back for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

"I lost "Zuo Zhuan"."

"Who can take away the sacred objects of Confucianism and Taoism from your hands?"

"Zhao Yinshun."

The lazy smile that took pleasure in others' misfortune froze slightly, and his eyebrows slowly knotted.

"That kid is only at the sixth level, and he's still a martial artist! How could he take the sacred object from your hand?"

"I don't know, but "Zuo Zhuan" has indeed disappeared from reality. I have observed the endless dimensions and found no trace of its existence."

"…………"

"Haha, forget it, it's just a "Zuo Zhuan". Now I'm more interested in the [Tiandao Weishu]."

Pursing his mouth, Kong Fang looked towards the Forbidden City with a half-smile, dark light flowing in his eyes.

Thanks to [The Heaven Is No Tears] and other book friends for their rewards.
Chapter completed!