The thunder tribulation slowly dissipated, and the small pocket dimension that had been brilliantly illuminated by lightning gradually returned to its customary tranquility. Everyone shifted their gazes away from Chen Yingjian and toward the millennium spiritual fruit. A captivating woman stood gracefully, clad in a crimson dress as vibrant as fire, with a slender, alluring figure that resembled a Datura flower blooming in the dark of night. This woman belonged to the Lihuo Cult and was known as Madam Liu. Triumph flickered in her eyes as she tightly gripped the millennium spiritual fruit.
Meanwhile, Zhengqi realized it was outnumbered and let out a reluctant, furious roar. Filled with anger and helplessness, the roar echoed through the small dimension for a long time. Breaking through the crowd's encirclement, it fled swiftly and vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.
Chen Yingjian sat quietly, like a steady, calm sculpture. Suddenly, his chest heaved slightly, and he let out a sharp breath of stale air. The breath rose like a wisp of light smoke and slowly dissipated into the air. Then, his long-closed eyes slowly opened, their depths seeming to flash with brilliant stars. In that instant, he clearly felt a powerful force within his body surging like a raging tide through all his limbs and bones. That force was mighty and seemed endless, filling his body with unprecedented strength.
Chapter 127