The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Text_Chapter 1372: Despair and Hope

Moye thought he would see doubts on Tang Zheng's face, but he was disappointed.

Tang Zheng's complexion was as usual, there was no trace of surprise at all, instead there was a trace of joking.

"Um?"

Moye's eyes widened suspiciously, and he said after a while, "Why aren't you surprised at all when you hear the demon?"

Tang Zheng looked at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Why should I be surprised?"

Why be surprised?

Moyer wanted to roll his eyes.

Isn't this surprising?

Hoo hoo!

Moye's breathing became rapid, vaguely, he seemed to have caught something, but he didn't fully figure it out.

He stared straight at Tang Zheng, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

Although Tang Zheng was not surprised, he was aroused and asked, "Could it be that your going to the Hundred Thousand Mountains has something to do with the demons in your heart?"

Moyer hesitated and said, "It can be said to be related, or it can be said to be irrelevant."

"What's the use of you playing tricks on me?" Tang Zheng laughed jokingly.

Moyer hesitated, hesitated.

The remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor disappeared, and the inner demon disappeared.

Moye subconsciously thought that the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor was more dangerous than good.

After all, it was just a wisp of remnant soul, and what was imprisoned was the inner demon, so everything was possible.

Maybe the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor has already been poisoned by the evil spirits, only in this way can the evil spirits escape and ascend to heaven.

That being the case, Moye's last hope of resurrecting the Yellow Emperor disappeared. The despair in his heart was unspeakable, and he was besieged by warriors, and he was on the verge of collapse.

He has become a loner, and even the last Ye Meiyu has gone away and disappeared.

Hearing Tang Zheng's question, he just retorted instinctively, and then, heartbroken, he gave a desolate laugh and said, "You want to know so much, then I'll tell you, you forced all of this. If you didn't repeat it over and over again I don’t have to go to Shiwan Dashan to ruin my good deeds, and risk myself.”

"Huh?" Tang Zheng widened his eyes curiously, what does it have to do with me when you go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains?

Seeing that Tang Zheng didn't believe it, Mo Xie said indignantly: "Of course it has something to do with you. You spoiled my good deeds and forced me into a desperate situation. There is only one way to go. I can only take the risk and go to Shiwan Dashan to find the owner's body." A wisp of remnant soul, trying to revive its master."

Tang Zheng was startled, of course he knew that the owner Mo Xie was talking about was the Yellow Emperor, he went to the 100,000 mountains to look for the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor, and mentioned the inner demon, could it be the wisp of the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor that imprisoned Shura?

Back then, the wisp of the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor controlled Tian Chanzi.

If it weren't for Tian Chanzi's extraordinary willpower, he finally turned defeat into victory, defeated the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor, and regained the initiative of his body.

Otherwise, Tian Chanzi would have been a walking corpse long ago.

Whenever he recalled that scene, he still felt extremely thrilling.

Mo Xie saw Tang Zheng's brows finally revealed a look of shock, and raised his brows triumphantly, but immediately drooped them again.

After all, he finally reached a dead end, and there was nothing he could do.

Tang Zheng ignored Mo Xie's complicated thoughts, his mind was completely attracted by what Mo Xie said.

Mo Xie actually focused his attention on the wisp of remnant soul. If he hadn't taken the first step, wouldn't the Yellow Emperor have been resurrected?

"If there is that wisp of remnant soul, can the Yellow Emperor be successfully resurrected?" Tang Zheng asked in a deep voice.

Seeing his serious face, Mo Xie didn't know what he was thinking, so he nodded naturally: "Of course, as long as the master has a strand of soul, he can be successfully resurrected."

After a pause, Mo Xie looked at Tang Zheng burningly. Although there was a look of shock on the other side's face, it was not as strong as he expected.

In addition, Tang Zheng has been to the Hundred Thousand Mountains several times, could it be that he discovered that abyss canyon earlier?

Mo Xie found traces of fighting in the canyon, indicating that there was a very fierce battle, and the traces showed that the time was not long ago.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Xie's heart was beating violently, and his eyes were shining brightly as he looked at Tang Zheng, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope in his despair.

"Tang Zheng,

Do you know the whereabouts of the master's remnant soul? "Mo Xie asked anxiously, both scared and eager to hear the answer.

Seeing that he asked directly, Tang Zheng didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Ah——" Mo Xie exclaimed, his usual composure was gone, a heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the master? Tell me quickly, where is he?" Mo Xie couldn't wait to ask.

Tang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, Mo Xie had become a loner, but there was no doubt that he was an absolute strongman.

If he was allowed to leave, the news that he was alive would spread, but if he was not allowed to go, would he be killed?

Indeed, there was a deep hatred between the two, but it was not easy to kill Mo Xie.

Even if his strength has greatly increased now, it is impossible to succeed in a short period of time, and it is bound to cause earth-shattering commotion.

In this way, he will be more exposed.

So, a mysterious smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "If you want me to tell you, it's okay, then change the place with me, and I'll tell you again."

With that said, Tang Zheng left without looking back.

Li Xiaotian took a deep look at Mo Xie, thoughtfully, as if he understood Tang Zheng's thoughts.

Without saying a word, she also left with Tang Zheng.

Mo Xie froze for a moment, looked at the backs of the two who were drifting away, hesitated for a while, and then shouted: "Wait a minute, am I still afraid of you?"

Having seen Tang Zheng's strength, Mo Xie knew very well that he might not have a chance of winning in front of him, and Tang Zheng would not go to such lengths to go against him.

Therefore, he simply agreed to Tang Zheng's proposal.

After all, he wanted to know the whereabouts of the Yellow Emperor's remnant soul more than his life.

Not long after the three of them disappeared, several figures appeared in the darkness.

Swish Swish Swish!

Rays of light bloomed from their pupils, sweeping over every corner, even the clouds in midair were not spared.

They are like scanners, and their eyes can penetrate the building, like a thermal imager.

In the end, they found nothing. They looked at each other and shook their heads slightly. The next second, they merged into the darkness and disappeared.

The three of them came to a remote corner quietly, in the dead of night, no one came to disturb the three of them.

Tang Zheng stopped in his tracks.

Mo Xie also stopped, stared aggressively at Tang Zheng, and said, "Can you tell me the whereabouts of the master's remnant soul now?"

Tang Zheng looked at him with a half-smile, and answered irrelevantly, "Judging from your tone, it seems that you are very afraid of demons?"

Mo Xie's pupils widened, and he said with lingering fear: "You don't know how powerful he is, and those who don't know are not afraid."

Tang Zheng smiled faintly: "How could I not know how powerful he is? I know better than you, and I know him better than you."

"How is this possible? You are not from the same era at all..." Suddenly, Mo Xie was stunned, "Wait a minute, there is something in your words."

Tang Zheng didn't explain, and looked at Mo Xie quietly.

Mo Xie stood in a daze for a long time before asking tremblingly: "You have been in contact with the demon, is the demon out of trouble, where is he now?"

"He's in the capital." Tang Zheng pointed to the ground under his feet and said.

Mo Xie's heart trembled, and she took a few steps back subconsciously, looking around, as if she was really afraid of the demon coming out, cold sweat was already breaking out on her forehead.

Just now, he was not so nervous and afraid in the face of the siege of warriors, but now he was so frightened just hearing the name of the demon.

From this we can see how powerful the inner demon is.

Tang Zheng had been in contact with the demon for too long, and the demon had suffered too much in front of him, so that Tang Zheng's fear of the demon weakened a lot.

He looked at Mo Xie curiously, and wondered if the demon in his heart was really that scary?

"You... how dare you come into contact with the inner demon, you are courting death, you know?" Mo Xie asked with a trembling voice, panting heavily.

Tang Zheng looked relaxed, and said nonchalantly, "Really? Why am I living so well now?"

Mo Xie froze suddenly, speechless.

After a long while, Mo Xie took a deep breath, resisted the complicated mood, decided not to ask about the demon, and said solemnly: "Please tell me the whereabouts of the master's remnant soul."

"I'm afraid if I say it, you won't be able to bear the blow." Tang Zheng laughed.

"Strike..." Mo Xie's face turned extremely pale, and he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

"What happened to the master's remnant soul?"

Seeing his trembling look, Tang Zheng stopped whetting his appetite, and said casually: "You came a step too late, the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor no longer exists."

Tian Chanzi defeated the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor and regained the initiative in his body. Tang Zheng naturally subconsciously believed that the remnant soul of the Yellow Emperor was gone.

After hearing these words, Mo Xie sat down on the ground, feeling ashamed, the last glimmer of hope was extinguished, and he really felt that life was hopeless.

He kept muttering to himself: "How could this happen? How could the master's remnant soul no longer exist?"

He was muttering non-stop, Tang Zheng was not in a hurry to interrupt him, he observed him with great interest, and sighed in his heart, the loyalty of these ancient people can be learned from the world, even after tens of thousands of years, this loyalty has not changed.

He doesn't envy this, he believes that the Wu tribe will be so loyal to him in the future.

After a long time, Mo Xie came back to his soul, and said weakly: "Please, tell me how the master's remnant soul disappeared?"

Looking at his deathly gray face, Tang Zheng sighed, and without hiding anything, he narrated what happened in the deep canyon in Honghuangtian's tomb.

Mo Xie's body trembled when he heard that the demon had escaped from the prison, but what was strange was that when he heard that Tian Chanzi regained the initiative in his body, Mo Xie's desperate pupils lit up again.

Huh?

Tang Zheng was very surprised, and looked at Mo Xie for no reason.

Mo Xie stared at him scorchingly, and said, "Where is Tian Chanzi, I want to see him."

Tang Zheng frowned, not understanding what Mo Xie was thinking, and asked curiously: "What did you see him for?"

Mo Xie's eyes fluctuated, and he said persistently: "I just want to see him, and all questions can only be answered when I see him."

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