Chapter 553: Recovery

Wang Yan stood in the pure white field that was rapidly disappearing, breathing quietly, seizing every minute of time, trying to recover the energy and true qi he had consumed because of the battle.

From entering the Hall of Ten Thousand Hearts to the present, he had not even seen the face of the Lord of the Hall of Ten Thousand Hearts, and he had already spent so much energy and true qi.

That corpse was certainly defeated in one fell swoop after Wang Shen found his weakness, but the pure white silk thread was also a product of this delusional domain, and it was by no means so easy to destroy.

Cutting off all the pure white silk threads in one fell swoop, Fang Cai's blow was already a blow that almost used all of Wang Yan's strength, and after this blow, even if it was Wang Yan's immeasurable sea, it was a little difficult to bear, and there was a clear sense of emptiness in his body.

"I don't know how far the Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Hall has recovered...... Wang Ember is almost certain that the Hall Lord of the Ten Thousand Hearts Hall must be in a very special state, completely different from any zombie or monster that Wang Ember has seen before.

At least any zombie or monster that Wang Ember had seen before could not have such a strange ability like this Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace, in a state of semi-deep sleep, and every time he was disturbed, he would recover some of his strength from his slumber little by little.

"And that kind of means ......" Wang Shen carefully recalled the feeling that the pure white silk thread gave him, and the pure white silk thread was obviously also a product of the way of mathematics, but it was not exactly, it seemed to be only based on the way of mathematics, which was mixed with more and more mysterious things.

Wang Shen even began to look forward to how terrifying he would be if he could get the memory of this Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace.

However, this is not destined to be an easy task.

As the thought in his heart turned, the pure white world in front of Wang Ember completely collapsed, and the world that was overwhelmed by the thick gray mist reappeared in front of him, and the silent black shadow sitting on the throne reappeared.

The robed black shadow was still sitting quietly on the throne, silent as a stone statue, dragging its chin with one hand, as if it had no life.

The gray mist was as thick as the sea, enveloping the figure and obscuring its vision, and it was only with his own powerful perception that Wang Ember was able to perceive the huge figure sitting on the throne.

However, when Wang Yan's figure was completely revealed from the shattered pure white world, the gray mist, which was originally silent and thick, suddenly rolled up in an instant.

Phew!

A dazzling light suddenly pierced through the gray mist, like two knives, and fell on Wang Yan's body suddenly.

It was a gaze like a substance, without any lethality, bright and scary, the moment it fell on Wang Ash, obviously he didn't feel any pain, but Wang Ember had a strong trembling feeling of anger from the heart, and the extreme sense of fear spread, only feeling as if he was being targeted by a powerful predator that he had never seen before!

The last time he confronted the hall master of this Ten Thousand Hearts Palace, the other party seemed to be still asleep, without any active movements, and only when he was about to be attacked by Wang Yan, he would react accordingly.

Unexpectedly, this time, Wang Yan just appeared in front of the hall master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace, and before he even made a move, the other party had already reacted, and even took the initiative to react!

This Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Hall is really recovering little by little, and is gradually recovering all his strength!

When such a stormy thought flashed in his heart, Wang Yan suddenly had a creepy feeling, and he stepped around the sky without hesitation, and the whole person quickly retreated.

And almost at the moment when Wang Ember retreated, the void rippled, and countless silk threads were born out of thin air, shaking wildly, like the dense tentacles of some mad beast, whipping the void to pieces, following behind Wang Ember, and quickly chasing after Wang Ember.

The speed was extremely fast, and he was even on top of Wang Ember who was going all out to unleash his Void Wandering Heavenly Steps, and in the blink of an eye, it was already approaching Wang Ember's body.

Wang Yan's face changed, and although the countless dense tentacles behind him had not really touched his body, he could already feel it clearly

A sharp tingling sensation, as if the dense silk threads had really touched his body!

Call!..

The air suddenly became hot, and black flames rose from above Wang Yan's body, turning into fire dragons, roaring and rushing towards the countless silk threads that rushed behind him.

The blazing flame of the Divine Fire Decisive seemed to have a natural restraint effect on this silk thread, and Wang Shen had faintly discovered this in the realm of delusion.

The blazing flames steamed, and the countless silk threads were instantly engulfed in the black flames, and when the crackling sound sounded, the flames exploded, and the silk threads and the black flames disappeared in mid-air at the same time.

Wang Ember had just relaxed a little, his complexion changed again, the alarm in his heart reappeared, and in his perception, the figure in the Taoist robe who was originally sitting on the throne, the originally lowered head had been slightly raised at this moment, and the half-closed and half-closed eyes burst out with a light like substance, like a god who was gradually breaking the petrification and returning to the real world!

When he raised his hand slightly, he grabbed stiffly and slowly in front of him, as if grasping the air in front of him, but the void in front of Wang Ember squirmed, the void rolled upside down, and a big hand formed, and he grabbed Wang Ember with his head.

That big hand seemed to envelop the heavens and the earth, wrapping the Qiankun Dao, and when it grabbed towards Wang Yan, Wang Yan even felt that the void around him was solidifying, and he seemed to have turned into a small insect that was frozen in amber at this moment, unable to move at all!

This grasp was not Wang Ember, but the Tao rules around Wang Ember, which briefly changed the Tao and reason of this heaven and earth, and made Wang Ember lose any ability to act.

Wang Yan stood stiffly in place, and could only watch the big hand in front of him, which enveloped heaven and earth and covered everything, pressed against his skull under the hood.

It wasn't until the big hand touched Wang Yan's body that Wang Yan regained his ability to move at that moment, but it was followed by an extremely strong pain, not a pain in the body, but a pain from the depths of his soul.

In that big hand, there seems to be some kind of extremely strange power, absorbing Wang Ash's soul and true qi, and wants to extract all of Wang Ash's inner body, leaving only an empty skin!

"Open it for me!"

The strong pain from the soul made Wang Yan roar, he roared, his facial features were already distorted and deformed, he overcame the extremely strong pain with strong willpower, and between raising his hands, in every pore of his body, there was a large amount of true qi rushing out, turning into chains of true qi, and suddenly crashing into that big hand.

The sound of the chains sounded, as if the true qi chains that were constantly emerging from Wang Yan's body, as if the Yangtze River was pushing a huge ship, although it was slow, but it was still extremely firm to push the big hand away, and after a long stalemate, the big hand was finally entwined by countless true qi chains and dissipated into the void.

"Kill!"

The sharp pain in his mind continued, and the unbearable throbbing pain in his soul continued, but Wang Ember still burst out with a loud roar, and instead of retreating, he rushed directly to the black shadow that was still sitting on the throne.

It's terrifying, a true delusion-breaking realm cultivator is really terrifying to the extreme!

The gap between the Dao Perception is not something that can be made up by catching up with the total amount of True Qi!

Running away won't solve any problems at all, you have to kill this guy before he really recovers!

Otherwise, when this guy completely recovers, I don't know how terrible it will be!

When the thought of the hair in his heart was ruthless, Wang Ash's body soared, the speed was extremely fast, the heavy halberd in his hand appeared, and the divine fire burst out, accompanied by the green tendons on Wang Ash's arms, shook the void, and slashed down towards the figure above the throne.

Whoa!

A large number of silk threads emerged from the void like a tide, and the countless dense silk threads overlapped in the void, intertwining above the Dao robe figure to form an impenetrable net, blocking the blow that fell head-on.

The divine fire spread above the halberd, and it was instantly entangled in the big net, blazing

The hot flames were frantically scorching the dense net, and the advantage of not losing the terrifying true qi of the cultivators of the Delusion Realm was undoubtedly highlighted at this time, although the lethality of the divine fire to this big net was limited, but it couldn't stand the dense flow of this divine fire, and after a few breaths, the big net was already burned through by the divine fire.

"Give me death!"

Wang Ash's roar shook the gray mist around him to disperse, and the halberd was danced by Wang Ember as if moving a mountain, and the heavy sound of the wind shook in the void, accompanied by a dense divine fire, and suddenly fell towards the robed figure.

However, when the halberd was only a few inches away from the top of the robed figure's head, it seemed to be frozen in mid-air, unable to reach half a distance downward.

Wang Yan's hands holding the halberd were trembling, his face was bulging, but the halberd in his hand could no longer move.

Drops of cold sweat rolled down Wang Yan's forehead.

The black-robed figure in front of him had already raised his head at this time, and the eyes that were originally half-open and half-closed had been completely opened at this time, and two substantial eyes fell on Wang Ash's body, as if they wanted to directly see through Wang Ash's flesh and blood.

And that's not the point.

The clouds and mist rolled, and the figure in the Taoist robe who seemed to be sitting in the gray mist was slowly getting up at this moment, and the light in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter.

He seems to be on the way to recovery!