Library of Heaven 2 Destiny Eternal

Chapter 486 Purple Dressed Woman
"Although this soul realm is very powerful, it is still far behind my realm power."

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

The soul realm can detect everything around, but the range is too small, only about one meter away. At such a close distance, let alone a strong man of Wu Potian's level, even the Buddha can easily wipe him out.

So, it is almost like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

The reason for this contempt is that his power of suspended world is much more useful than this kind of soul realm.

As his soul power increased, he was able to release more suspended world power to spread to the source world. This power belonged only to him and could not be detected by anyone else.

The most important thing is that it can spread to several kilometers away.

Because it is the power of the suspended world, as the master of a world, one can sense everything within this range, from mountains and rivers to dust particles, and all can be analyzed in a single thought.

"The most important thing is that this kind of boundary power, when it spreads out, even a strong man like Wu Potian cannot detect it!"

He had experimented with this before when Wu Potian was fighting him. When a slight boundary force spread out, the other party would not be able to sense it. Of course, if the number was too large, they would still be discovered.

Even so, it's scary.

In other words, within a certain range, you can quietly observe what the other person is doing and saying, while the other person cannot know your actions.

"Okay, we can go back to Tianli City and find a chance to take revenge!"

Standing up, Zhang Xuan's eyes flickered.

Prince Yuanqing had been plotting against him for so long and almost got him killed. The Demon Lord and the Buddha took advantage of the situation and he had to take revenge. Now that his bad luck had disappeared and his cultivation had greatly improved, if he didn't take the opportunity to cause trouble for them and earn some benefits, he would not be worthy of being the master of a world.

He flew up slowly, and just as he was about to use the power of space to return to Tianli City, his eyes fell and he could not help but stand there in a daze.

I saw a small boat appeared on the sea not far from the isolated island. The boat was not big, only more than ten meters long. Under the black sail, a woman in purple clothes was quietly making tea.

You can't tell her age, but you can tell she is very beautiful. Her movements in making tea are neither fast nor standard, but they give people a sense of peace and tranquility, as if she has merged into one with the world.

"No... He's a strong man!"

Zhang Xuan's face was solemn.

Not to mention the boundless sea, which is impossible to reach with a black-sailed boat. Just to say that he had just used the power of the world to explore this sea area, he found nothing.

In other words, even though he could observe Wu Potian's realm power, he couldn't see the other party.

Could it be that this person's power has surpassed Wu Potian's?
This is absolutely impossible!

Wu Potian and Emperor Fusheng are definitely the most powerful existences in the entire Source World. The Buddha, the Demon Lord and the like are far from being their opponents, and this one certainly is no match for them. But this woman just stays there quietly, like a tranquil painting, blending in perfectly with the environment. It is hard to believe unless you see it with your own eyes.

"Fairy, could you please have a cup of warm tea?" Knowing that the other party should have no ill intentions and that his presence here must be related to him, Zhang Xuan did not avoid her and smiled slightly before approaching her.

The purple-clothed woman had a blank expression on her face. She gestured "please!" and with a light tap, the teapot automatically poured clear tea into the cup. The fragrance filled the air and one sip made her soul tremble.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Xuan did not dare to be rude, so he landed on the opposite side and knelt down. Only at such a close distance could he see the other person's true appearance.

She was about twenty years old, with flawless fair skin and a look of emotionless expression. She was as quiet as a sculpture, yet so beautiful that she didn't look like a real person. She gave people the feeling that she was right in front of them yet thousands of miles away.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Zhang Xuan did not dare to be presumptuous. He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The aroma of tea filled his nostrils, making him feel comfortable. "Good tea!"

With a sigh, Zhang Xuan swallowed it in one gulp, and immediately felt a warm current rushing into his body, making his already powerful soul feel extremely comfortable.

"Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?" The woman in purple was still making tea and did not look up, but her slightly cold voice slowly sounded.

"Senior's strength is far superior to mine. If you really want to kill me, I can't resist at all. Why poison me? It's a waste of time." Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"No wonder someone cares so much about you that they brought you here to train you. You are indeed amazing!"

The purple-clothed woman continued to pour a cup of tea, and the sound continued.

"This... Senior knows Sect Master Wu Potian?" Zhang Xuan looked over curiously.

Before Wu Potian left, he said that the reason he didn't accept him as his disciple was because there was someone who would fight him to death, and this person was someone he didn't want to see. Could it be that this person was the one in front of him?
possible!
The person who can make Wu Potian feel fearful, even if they are not of similar strength, will not be too far behind, and this person is definitely good enough.

"Drink tea, I want to see how much you can drink. If you satisfy me, I don't mind giving you the same opportunity as him." The purple-clothed woman did not answer, but looked over with an indifferent expression.

"The more you drink... the greater the chance?" Zhang Xuan picked up the teacup and looked over curiously.

For such a strong person to say that it is an opportunity, it must be quite big. It is very likely that it will bring him great help like Wu Potian’s blood essence.

The woman in purple did not answer, but continued to pour tea.

Knowing that the other party had tacitly agreed with this statement, Zhang Xuan raised his head and drank the tea again.

After drinking the second glass of water, he really felt the difference. The first glass had a strong nourishing effect on the soul, making his mind and spirit feel extremely comfortable, but the second glass gave him a feeling of swelling.

It's like delicious food. You'll enjoy the first bowl, but as you eat more, the enjoyment will gradually decrease, and you'll feel uncomfortable as you're full.

The other person's tea can nourish the soul, but if you drink too much, the soul will not be able to bear it and will be hurt.

"Three cups is the limit..."

Zhang Xuan's eyes became serious.

Even though his soul has made a great leap forward with the help of the Jade Butterfly of Creation, three cups of tea is still the limit for him at the moment, and he cannot bear any more than one cup.

Judging from the other person's appearance, if he can only drink three cups, then the chance must be limited.

You need to drink more.

"continue!"

His eyes flashed, and he picked up the third glass of water and poured it down his throat. Immediately, he felt a burning and tearing sensation deep in his soul, as if he would be unable to bear it at any time and would break on the spot.

"Sure enough!"

Seeing that it was just as he guessed, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but clench his fingers.

Three cups is definitely not enough, I must find a way to drink more!

But... this is a nourishing force for the soul, just like eating too much will make you feel bloated. Even if he has profound powers, he cannot suppress it. What should he do?
Wow!
At this moment, the purple-clothed woman poured another glass of water and made a "please!" gesture with a calm look, without any emotion.

(End of this chapter)