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Chapter 1951 It's her, how could it be her(2/2)

There is no doubt that the God-Eating Insect is terrifying. Even gods will have a headache when encountering it.

The one that appears now can only be considered the smallest.

When Zhang Ruochen and Canglan Martial Saint entered that strange space together, they saw swarms of God-Eating Insects, some as big as a fist, and some as big as a washbasin.

The larger the God-Eating Insect, the more terrifying it is.

Just when all the monks were frightened by the God-Eating Insect, a beautiful female voice came out from a cloud of gray mist on the altar: "Legend has it that the God-eating Insect is a tree insect that connects the divine tree to the sky.

The Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree was born together. One actually appeared here. Could it be that there is also a Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree growing in the space under the altar?"

As the sound came out, a mighty Styx River flowed out from the death altar. In the Styx River, a huge creature emerged with nine heads, and it turned out to be a nine-headed Xuanwu.

On the back of the Nine-headed Xuanwu, stood a tall and graceful woman. Her body was surrounded by chains condensed by the rules of fate, as if the fate of all creatures in the world was under her control.

It is none other than Prajna, one of the three goddess candidates in the Temple of Destiny.

"Is there something else underneath the altar?"

"Since the God-Eating Insect has appeared, there must be a Divine Tree connecting to the sky underground. Could it be that the Divine Tree of Connecting to the Sky has grown new seedlings?"

"It is entirely possible, otherwise why would the Kunlun Realm recover?"



Even the monks of the dead tribe did not expect that there was an independent space under the altar of death. Suddenly, everyone became excited and geared up, wanting to break in immediately and seize the treasures inside.

Prajna, who was standing on the River Styx, raised a crystal clear face, glanced at Zhang Ruochen and others, and finally landed on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes have long been fixed on her.

The moment their eyes met, Zhang Ruochen's body trembled slightly, his pupils couldn't help but dilate, and his whole person seemed to be petrified.

On the River Styx, Prajna's graceful body swayed slightly unnoticed.

For a moment, both of them were as still as statues, their breathing paused. To be precise, the whole world seemed to have become still, and time had stopped flowing.

Except for the two of them, everything around them disappeared.

Although they were still far apart, it was as if the space suddenly disappeared. The two became so close that they could see each other clearly.

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and returned to reality. The surrounding scenes reappeared, and his hearing and perception resumed.

Although the appearance of the woman in front of him had changed drastically, Zhang Ruochen recognized her just by looking at her eyes.

"It's her, it must be her, how could it be her?"

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help clenching his fingers, unable to believe what he saw.

For a moment, his heart clenched together, and there was a throbbing pain. Countless scenes from the past appeared in his mind, and finally they were fixed in front of the gate of Ziwei Palace.

The scenes of the past are so clear and have never been forgotten.

He said he wanted to forget everything and let it go, but it turned out that he was just deceiving himself.

After staring for a long time, Zhang Ruochen's heart began to tremble violently, and he thought to himself: "Yes, it must be her. Why did she go to the hell world? Why did she become a dead clan? Everything has changed. What has happened in the past few years?

matter?"

There had never been a moment when Zhang Ruochen's heart was so chaotic. There were too many doubts and too many complicated emotions that made him have mixed feelings, but he couldn't say a word to anyone.

A person who should have died stood in front of him again.



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