Chapter 10: The Demonic Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand

As the flames faded, everyone looked horrified.

I saw a ferocious beast standing in the air.

It looks like a lion, with two horns on its head, golden scales covering its body, and surrounded by flames.

His pupils were like two huge fireballs, and his breath was extremely hot.

"This... this is one of the Ten Ancient Evils... the Red Flame Golden Lion!"

"Elder Jiang is truly terrifying, with a ferocious beast as his pet!"

Jiang Yantian smiled and waved his hand: "I named it "Yanshi". I would like to ask Master Huanyu Qingluan to give me more guidance!"

Ye Feng's legs went weak below him and he almost collapsed to the ground.

What the hell, what the hell is this?

He was still thinking about killing Jiang Yantian.

I’m afraid it can’t even defeat Jiang Yantian’s ferocious beast.

This ferocious beast is enough to kill me just by releasing its aura.

"My friend, keep your mind steady!" Old Long in the Rongling Mirror also felt Ye Feng's emotional fluctuations and quickly reminded him.

No matter how much he belittles himself, he still has no ambition at all. He feels that others can crush him to death with just a touch of their hands.

Ye Feng suddenly came to his senses: "Don't worry, Mr. Long, I will stay calm."

"Okay, that's good. Jiang Yantian is indeed a genius with extraordinary talent."

“It is no exaggeration to say that if he enters the Spiritual Transformation Realm, even in the early stages, he will be invincible in the Nine Provinces.”

"If Jiuzhou is invincible, doesn't that mean it is invincible in the lower realm?" Ye Feng just felt his scalp tingling.

I've only just started building my foundation, how long will it take for me to catch up with him? Can I still avenge myself?

Do I have to endure his endless bullying during this period?

It would be better to just die.

"Don't worry, my friend. The lower realm is actually very small. There are many geniuses like those in the upper realm. With me here, you will surpass them." Old Long was extremely confident.

Ye Feng was greatly relieved: "Mr. Long, I'll leave it to you!"

While the two were talking, there was movement above again.

"roar~"

The Red Flame Golden Lion roared, and flames burst out, rushing directly towards the Phantom Feathered Blue Luan.

The ferocious beasts and the spiritual beasts immediately engaged in battle, and their momentum was even no less than the battle between Jiang Yantian and Luo Xingcai.

"Master, shall we continue fighting?" Jiang Yantian smiled.

When Luo Xingcai thought about how Jiang Yantian had teased her just now, her anger rose again.

This traitor actually wants to satisfy his patience. How absurd!

"Fight!" Luo Xingcai swung his sword, and his momentum surged again!

"Okay, then I will let Master see what the Space Transfer Technique is today!"

Jiang Yantian slowly raised his right hand, spread out his five fingers and slightly bent them.

The next second, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Jiang Yantian's eyes, and that gleam of brilliance rushed straight to the palm of his hand.

Everything around began to spin, the hurricane swept and twisted, and the clouds in the sky were shattered.

"The Demonic Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand!"

Luo Xingcai only felt his whole body tremble and was wrapped in a black mist.

When the black fog dissipated, she found herself in an unfamiliar place.

There was black fog all around, and ruins could be vaguely seen outside the fog. It seemed as if the sky was invisible above the head, but it was tinged with blood.

In this kind of environment, with no sky above and no ground below, people feel a sense of urgency and danger everywhere.

It seemed that in the next second, many great terrors would rush out from the black fog!

Luo Xingcai swung his sword, and in an instant, hundreds of streams of light rushed out.

But those streaks of light were no different from hitting the air and could not touch any objects at all.

She put away her sword and performed the teleportation technique.

"What's going on?" Luo Xingcai exclaimed.

Even though she felt like she was thousands of miles away, she still seemed to be spinning in the same place.

It seems like I'm completely trapped in this barrier.

"What kind of magical power is this!" Luo Xingcai bit her red lips, feeling a little powerless.

Luo Xingcai was trapped in Jiang Yantian's "Devil Kingdom in the Palm". She had no idea that Jiang Yantian was not in the sect at the moment.

When he used his magical powers just now, he had already arrived at the shore of a lake.

He looked at the black mist in the palm of his hand and a victorious smile appeared on his face.

The Demon Kingdom in the Palm is the most advanced magical power given to him by the system, which is a kind of space transfer technique.

He is currently only in the Nascent Soul stage, and even if he is in the Spirit Transformation stage, he can't break the barrier easily.

If he were to reach a higher level, that would be extremely terrifying.

Jiang Yantian also felt that it was about time, so he withdrew his magical powers and released Luo Xingcai.

When Luo Xingcai suddenly appeared, she herself was a little dazed.

In such a strange world, there was no concept of time, and she even felt like she had been there for a long time.

She glanced around and her eyes finally fell on Jiang Yantian.

"You...what kind of magic is that!" When she was trapped inside, it was the first time that she felt powerless.

The oppressive environment and the lack of signs of the passage of time destroyed the heart and spirit, and all the martial arts released disappeared into thin air.

There is no focus at all.

If I were trapped forever, even if I didn't die of exhaustion, I would suffer a mental breakdown.

"A little trick, a little trick, Master, I'm sorry for offending you!" Jiang Yantian smiled wickedly, his eyes still looking at the undulating peaks of Luo Xingcai.

Luo Xingcai seemed to have noticed it as well, and in shame and anger, she slapped Jiang Yantian with a palm.

Jiang Yantian resisted immediately.

The two men fought for dozens of moves by the lake without using any weapons.

Jiang Yantian was hit by Luo Xingcai's palm.

It hit Jiang Yantian’s heart.

"Hmm~"

Jiang Yantian took a few steps back, covering his chest with his hands, his face showing pain.

"You..." Luo Xingcai wanted to go over and see what was going on.

But Jiang Yantian still stretched out his hand to stop him.

He didn't say anything, but disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Luo Xingcai sighed and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, she suddenly saw a piece of silk cloth where Jiang Yantian had just stood.

It seems like there is something wrapped inside.

This must have dropped when Jiang Yantian was fighting with her, that's for sure.

She raised her hand and a silk cloth appeared in her hand.

Adhering to the principle of "don't look at other people's things", Luo Xingcai wanted to keep it and return it to Jiang Yantian when he had the time.

But it's such a coincidence.

When she picked it up, the silk spread out.

The things wrapped inside also scattered.

Luo Xingcai took a closer look.

"This is... Red Bean..."

What was wrapped was just some ordinary red beans.

But the words on the edge of the silk cloth made Luo Xingcai unable to help but look at them.

After opening it, several lines of words appeared.

It was a poem, Luo Xing Caiye murmured unconsciously.

"Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, they will sprout a few branches."

"I hope you can pick more of this, for it is the most reminiscent of lovesickness."

"This guy is so talented in writing and poetry."

This poem is about lovesickness.

But the next sentence is very abrupt.

"I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!"

However, the last sentence left Luo Xingcai dumbfounded.

At the bottom it says: "Dedicated to the biased Master"

Luo Xingcai stood there in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

With the name, how could she not see that this was written by Jiang Yantian for her.

There are so many red beans.

The object of longing.

Luo Xingcai just felt his face burning hot, and he knew what it meant without thinking.

"Traitor..." Luo Xingcai cursed angrily.

She held the silk cloth in her delicate hands and was about to throw it away.

But when he raised his hand, he couldn't help but clench it, and finally slowly let it go.

The words "I turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon only shines on the ditch..." came to my mind again.

There is some resentment and indignation, as if it is making a veiled attack.

Luo Xingcai sighed, put away the silk cloth, and wrapped up the red beans, pretending that she had never seen them.