Chapter 388 - Chapter 388: Is This Little One Crying?

Chapter 388 - Chapter 388: Is This Little One Crying?

Chapter 388: Is This Little One Crying?
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The ancient books collected by the 12 Divisions over the years did not document any relevant records of the black fog. It was like the demonic qi cultivated by demonic cultivators, but it was different.
Bai Ze was a demonic cultivator, so he knew a lot about demonic energy.
“It’s not demonic qi. The demonic spirit qi can’t be like what you said. It’s a ball of black fog that can be controlled at will and make people disappear instantly.”
If they were so powerful that they could instantly change their appearance, the demonic cultivators of the five countries would not need to hide in the Fallen Demon Forest. They would have long become the rulers of this continent.
After listening to their description, Bai Wan’s heart skipped a beat as if she had thought of something.
“It should be a Heavenly Stone. My mother once said that the power of a
Heavenly Stone is immeasurable, powerful, and mysterious. If that person was the one who destroyed the ancient array formation in the imperial mausoleum back then, it’s very likely that he obtained the power of a Heavenly Stone.”
Xuanyuan Yu frowned. He had already scolded that bastard a hundred times.
“If he really obtained the power of the Heavenly Stone, then this person is too dangerous!”
Yun Ran’s eyes darkened with hostility. “So, if we want to deal with him, do we have to find other Heavenly stones and obtain their power?”
Bai Wan’s pupils constricted slightly as if she did not expect her to have such
an extreme thought.
“Little Ran, you can’t. You’ve seen the power of the Heavenly Stone. The entire mountain was razed to the ground. Even the Imperial City, which is so far away, was impacted by a huge earthquake. How can your body withstand such a powerful force?”
Moreover, they were only guessing at this moment.
The person who said it was unintentional, but it sounded meaningful to the one who interpreted it.
MO Beiyuan’s eyes flashed with darkness as he clenched his fists tightly.
Heavenly stone?
Would he be able to protect Yun Ran and the two children after obtaining the power of the Heavenly Stone?
Could it be that only by obtaining the power of the Heavenly Stone could he fight that person?
He had to obtain the power of the Heavenly Stone.
He remembered that Bai Wan had mentioned before that there were a total of five Heavenly Stones. Other than the one that was destroyed in the Imperial Tombs of the East Continent, there should be four more. He only needed to find one of them.
On a nameless island far away from the East Continent, there was an ancient temple.
At this moment, on the altar in the center of the temple sat a fair and tender little packrat. The little packrat blinked her big black eyes and looked around curiously.
After looking around for a while, she pouted.
“Where is this place? Sweetcake wants to go home and find Daddy and Mommy! Boohoo…”
The little packrat cried as she got up on her own. She even patted the dust off her little butt.
She jumped down from the altar.
After walking around the altar, her big eyes were filled with confusion. She patted her small chest and encouraged herself. “Sweetcake, don’t be afraid.
Sweetcake is a brave little child! Sweetcake is the best!”
Wenren Ye was hidden in the dark, and his entire body was enveloped by a ball of black mist. His gaze was fixed on the little packrat.
Was this little packrat crying for fun?
Why did she stop crying after crying a few times?
The little kid could actually jump around in this deserted island altar and look around.
This little packrat’s cultivation was very shocking.
She actually jumped up the tree and scurried around the tree trunk.
Was this little girl a monkey?
Wenren Ye’s curiosity was piqued. He followed the little guy, wanting to see what she wanted to do.
This little thing was not big, but her stamina was not small. She actually ran to the beach in one go.
However, looking at the endless seawater and the waves hitting the reefs, the little thing was frightened and ran back with her head in her arms.
“Sob sob sob… Sweetcake is scared! Sweetcake wants Daddy, Mommy… I want to go home!”