The Ancient Realm Goddess
The Ming De
A black-robed man suddenly shot out from the ground. The man was wearing a black mask that covered his face. The aura that enveloped his body felt so mysterious.
People are being vigilant. The man had just arrived but had already made a mess. He even attacked and harmed Hua Yan. It is certain that his intentions will not be good.
Hua Mingshan looked at the newcomer man coldly. “Who are you? Did my Hua family ever offend you so much that you came and injured my son like this?!”
Di Ming De's laughter sounded again. “You of course never offended me. But ... do I need a reason to attack someone?” the question that immediately made the guests there became even more unhappy.
“So arrogant!”
“Who are you and why come here?!” ask one of the guests.
Di Ming De smiled behind his mask. “Quiet. My arrival this time is to give you the opportunity to serve the Heavenly Court.”
Of course they don't believe. The Heavenly Court is the place of the gods. But instead of looking like a god, the man looked like a demon. How could there be a god who came in such a way?
“You're just talking nonsense! Who do you think will believe?” ask Jin Heyang. Even if the stranger looked mysterious and dangerous, he was not afraid because there were so many people there. So many heavenly realm expert cultivators could band together to fight against him.
“True. You also injured Hua Yan. Will the Heavenly Court send someone like you?” Hua Mingshan.
Di Ming De laughed again. “Your ignorance really looks so funny. Humans apparently do not know anything about the Heavenly Court,” he said casually.
He flicked his finger, then a piece of green leaf flew from the stalk of a nearby tree and fell his palm. “Soy once to death you will not know,” he continued.
The man carried the green leaf to his lips. He blew on his side, then a certain melodic sound started to be heard.
The people who saw it were astonished. Why did the man blow the song?
Meanwhile, Qing Yue’er looked at Mo Jingtian seriously. “What will you do with this?”
“Let him blow it to completion. You will see what happens next,” Mo Jingtian replied without being distracted.
Just as Mo Jingtian said that, the people there began to feel a strange sensation. Their heads were dizzy like a drunk. One by one they fell unconscious.
“What happened?” Everyone is confused and scared.
“That must be the song!” scream someone.
“Quick close your ears!”
They immediately closed their ears so as not to listen to the sound of the song. Some use hands, some use spiritual energy.
Qing Yue’er herself felt a little astonished at not being able to feel anything. The song is just like a normal tune. Could it be that it had no effect on the silver spirit cultivator?
He turned his head to the side but Mo Jingtian was also unaffected. The man simply stared flatly at Di Mingde who was turning his back on them.
“Jingtian, what happened? Why don't I feel anything?”
“That's because the wine served has been smashed. The song that Di Ming De played would make anyone who drank the wine lose consciousness.”
Qing Yue’er who heard the explanation instantly rubbed her chest. Luckily he was alert and careful not to get caught up in this plan. After all, he himself could not detect any spells within the wine.
“Nona Qing, what are you ...”
The talisman paper was thrown into the air. Then a portal of light appeared. Quickly Qing Yue’er pushed Yuan Yichuan into the portal.
“You don't need to get involved here. So, go home!”
The portal closed quickly. The smart cultivator who was still conscious immediately understood after seeing what Qing Yue’er was doing. They quickly did their own technique to get out of there.
Di Ming De's gaze became sharp after seeing that. While continuing to play the song, one of his legs was stomped to the ground. The red light crept on the ground and quickly locked onto anyone to get nowhere.
“Interest in escaping? Can't!”
People are panicking. They tried to fight Di Ming De by conducting a long-range attack from the place where they were standing. However, their attacks simply evaporated in the air.
Qing Yue’er narrowed her eyes. “Jingtian, why don't you help them now and let them all pass out?”
Mo Jingtian smiled. “Of course so that we can freely fight Di Ming De.”
Before long, the people there lost consciousness of all but Qing Yue’er and Mo Jingtian. Di Ming De immediately turned his head to look at them.
“I wonder, who can escape from this divine spell. It turns out that there are other gods here,” Di Ming De said coldly. Both of his eyes narrowed dangerously.
“In Ming De, it has been a long time since I have seen you,” Mo Jingtian said casually.
The Earth God grinned coldly. “Di Futian …. No, Mo Jingtian. Who would have thought I'd see you here?”
Ever since the battle near the desert, the subordinate gods of Baili Linwu had been secretly searching for Mo Jingtian's whereabouts. They wanted to take advantage of the man's weak condition to kill him.
Unfortunately, their search did not yield results. Mo Jingtian had never been seen anywhere. However, today Di Ming De finally found him. Of course he feels very happy.
“Tonight I can also make two offerings for the Heavenly Court Master. The blood of hundreds of heavenly realm experts and the corpse of Mo Jingtian.” Di Ming De laughed out loud. “I will definitely get a big reward!”
Qing Yue’er clenched her hands. “Don't dream! You won't get one of the two.”
Di Ming De raised his brows as he looked at Qing Yue’er. “Oh, is this Mr Mo's little girlfriend? If I take you to the Heavenly Court, with the beauty of this goddess there will definitely be many gods who feel happy.”
Mo Jingtian's eye angle narrowed. His eyes turned cold. “Don't take her away, stepping closer to her nor will I quizin.”
Those words made Di Ming De laugh mockingly. “Mo Jingtian, you've lost your cultivation and become trash. How can you still dare to be arrogant in front of me?”
Then he snorted coldly and continued, “Then let me see if you have the ability to restrain me or not!”
Right after, Di Ming De flicked his sleeves. The aura of divinity mixed with the suppression of a level 4 silver spirit instantly spread out.
Qing Yue’er who saw that felt like cursing. With that level, even if his cultivation had already risen to level 1 silver spirit, he would still have a hard time facing Di Ming De!
“Yue’er, the opposite god is god. Back off, I will deal with it,” Mo Jingtian said.