Dragon Vein Martial God

Because of the fear that Jiang Ting could use the power of heaven and earth to activate the token, the clown mask mocked him, he continuously attacked the armor... because he was continuously sent flying by the impact of the armor's attacks, even if he could use his mind to draw upon the power of heaven and earth. Even though he was holding the token in his hand, Jiang Ting was still unable to successfully send a message.    

    

Judging from the attack, the demons in front of him were at least at the peak of the Second Stage of Nascent Transformation. Even if he broke through to the Nascent Transformation Stage immediately, he would not be a match for them, not to mention the fact that he was only at the peak of the Golden Core Realm.    

    

He couldn't defeat them.    

    

He couldn't run away.    

    

Trouble, big trouble.    

    

Could it be that he could only wait for death? Wait until the power of the armor dried up, and then he would be killed? He would vent his anger afterwards?    

    

Perhaps because he knew that he wouldn't really die, or perhaps because the more dangerous the situation, the calmer Jiang Tingze would be... In short, the seemingly unsolvable situation and Jiang Ting's emotions were as calm as water.    

    

His mind spun rapidly, constantly thinking of countermeasures.    

    

Three breaths later.    

    

Looking at the clown mask that was still attacking, Jiang Ting coldly snorted. "Qingyang, guess how long it will take for our Purple Frost Sect's Soul Formation Ancestor to arrive!"    

    

In an instant, the clown mask's attack paused.    

    

Then, his eyes narrowed. "You... don't have time to send a message."    

    

Jiang Ting revealed a mocking smile. "Just because I don't have time to send a message doesn't mean that I didn't send a message before... since I noticed that Imperial Palace can't stay here any longer... Guess, when I was travelling alone earlier, was it to prevent accidents from occurring? Should I send a message to the sect in advance and request reinforcements?"    

    

The Clown mask shook its head again, its words were full of certainty: "This is a matter of great importance, without evidence, you wouldn't have dared to send a message"    

    

"But, do you dare to bet?" Jiang Ting didn't panic either.    

    

His heart sank to the bottom.    

    

Although the "person" in front of him wore a clown mask and it was impossible to see his true appearance, he was certain that he was Qingyang. He was the Green Sun King of the Imperial Palace, and on the surface, he was only at the Golden Core realm.    

    

Unfortunately, because of the devil soul's actions, he had abandoned his suspicions of Qingyang... Along the way, he had naturally not sent a message to the sect.    

    

Now, this' Qing Yang 'had revealed his Nascent Soul cultivation and attacked him. It was probably too late to ask for help now.    

    

"Do you think I'm trash that will be affected by words? Even if it's true, I'll just change my identity. " Qing Yang sneered under the clown mask, and his attacks became even fiercer.    

    

Even with the protection of the armor, he wouldn't be injured... However, Qingyang's speed was too fast, and with the powerful impact, Jiang Ting was unable to control his body.    

    

He could only passively take a beating.    

    

Furthermore, strictly speaking, the armor was a one-time treasure gifted to him by the Ice Flame Scarlet Flood Dragon. Jiang Ting was also unable to sense how long the armor could last. Waiting for death was the most terrifying thing.    

    

Even though he knew that death was coming, he was powerless to change it... Under such circumstances, in this world, there was practically no one who could remain calm.    

    

He looked at Jiang Ting again.    

    

His eyes did not have much emotion in them. He stared at the clown mask... Words could not affect him?    

    

He didn't believe that the clown mask couldn't affect it!    

    

He thought for a bit.    

    

Jiang Ting sneered again, "If I am not wrong, although I do not know how strong you really are... But... You must have been greatly restricted when crossing realms. Even if you were to unleash the explosive power of the peak of the Second Stage of Nascent Transformation, you won't be able to sustain it for long. This armor was formed from the scales of the Ice Flame Crimson Wyrm, and it was not at the Third Stage of Nascent Transformation. It's simply impossible to break through it."    

    

After saying that, Jiang Ting's face was filled with ridicule. "You... can't kill me!"    

    

The clown mask's movements suddenly stopped.    

    

Not long later, he stopped attacking and reached out his hand to take off the mask.    

    

Beneath the mask, it was indeed Qingyang... some black scales faintly flashed across his aged face.    

    

Qingyang tilted his head. "This seat admits that I have not revealed any flaws. How did you see through it? A mere Golden Core warrior like you, how could you see through the cultivation base that I am unleashing at this moment?"    

    

He was still affected by Jiang Ting's words.    

    

Or, it could be said that Jiang Ting's words were the truth... Because it was the truth, he could only stop.    

    

"Why should I tell you?" Jiang Ting's face was full of ridicule.    

    

"Heh..."    

    

With a low laugh, Qingyang slightly opened his mouth, revealing his mouth that was filled with blood. "I heard from the Yin Devil that you had a tacit understanding with him before. He told you the information, and you gave him a chance to escape."    

    

"So what?" Jiang Ting felt slightly uneasy.    

    

"Then, I will give you a chance as well."    

    

After a pause, the corner of Qingyang's mouth curled up. "Let me ask and you answer. You and I will cooperate well. Perhaps in the next moment, this seat will not be able to maintain my current cultivation level and you will be able to escape. Don't you agree?"    

    

A bitter expression appeared on Jiang Ting's face.    

    

He had once interrogated Yin Devils, and that was indeed the case. At that time, he had also obtained a lot of information... But at that time, it was only for the sake of obtaining simple information.    

    

Now... Qingyang probably had the same idea.    

    

After obtaining the information... Perhaps...    

    

Back then, he had obtained the information from the Yin Devil's mouth. He had firmly monitored the power within the Yin Devil's body and had not allowed it to continue its power... If it had not been for the sudden appearance of the people from the Giant Tower Sect, how could the Yin Devil have escaped?    

    

At this thought, Jiang Ting couldn't help but feel angry at the Titanic Crescent Sect. If it wasn't for the appearance of the people from the Great Pylon Sect that had caused the Yin Devil to escape, there wouldn't have been so many changes in the situation.    

    

Although he hated them, trouble still existed.    

    

But in a flash, Jiang Ting suppressed his thoughts and said, "Alright... What do you want to ask?"    

    

Although he knew that it was only Qingyang's scheme... it was better to have a chance than not.    

    

Heaven and Earth energy was formless and formless. As long as he was careful, he would bet that the demon race that did not belong to Tian Lan would not be able to sense the hidden Heaven Earth energy!    

    

Qingyang directly asked him the reason he was most curious, "What is the flaw that this seat revealed?"    

    

Jiang Ting deliberately thought for a few seconds before answering, "When we came into close contact, I sensed it. Your divine soul is slightly injured... Another incarnation of yours has committed suicide in front of this Jiang. So... I've made some guesses."    

    

When Qingyang heard this, he was not surprised. He only said, "A demon has already jumped in front of you in the treehouse. Why are you still suspecting me?"    

    

Clearly, that flaw was what he had thought of?    

    

Jiang Ting continued to pretend to delay time. After a long while, he replied, "There is an aura of humans and humans. Devils also have the aura of devils. Although they were all possessed by me, I borrowed the power of heaven and earth. I can sense the difference between the devil Qi and the Qi of Heaven and Earth."    

    

Actually, there was no difference at all... Back then, the devilish Qi that had leaked out had been too dim, and he had only been able to sense it with the help of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. There was no way he could tell the difference between the devilish Qi and the Qi of Heaven and Earth.    

    

If he had known about this earlier, how could he have left Zenith Palace in such a hurry?    

    

If he hadn't been in such a hurry to leave, then Qingyang wouldn't have chased after him in such a hurry to attack him.    

    

Of course, Qingyang didn't know about all of this.    

    

Qing Yang did not hold back his praise. "A wisp of remnant Demonic Qi left behind by a wisp of my mind was detected by you. As expected of a favored son of Heaven."    

    

Then, he sighed. "If you were not in such a hurry to escape, I might not have noticed anything amiss. It wouldn't have taken such a risk to make a move... Unfortunately, you still haven't exerted any strength. My curiosity is already satisfied."