Myriad Realms Summoning System

"Is this the undead?"

After hearing what Bai Qinghou and Zhu Qi said, Xiao Chen looked curiously at the giant who was fighting with the Ice Emperor.

After careful observation, he could clearly feel that there was no breath of life on this heavily armored giant.

In other words, this person had died long ago, but because he had reached the immortal realm during his lifetime, his body would not decay, so he looked like a real person.

Even so, the Ice Emperor was no match for him. In just a few seconds, hundreds of elite disciples of Tianmen died. None of them were immortal gods, so naturally they could not hurt the bodies of immortal gods, not even the Ice Emperor.

After a moment, Xiao Chen turned around and asked, "What do you think of the strength of this evil spirit?"

This question was asked to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun. A strong person of Yan Lingji's level would naturally not take a mere minion who had reached the perfection of the initial stage of God seriously.

Bai Qinghou and Zhu Qi also pricked up their ears. They couldn't see through Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng's cultivation level, so they wanted to estimate their strength through conversation.

This might give us a glimpse of the strength of Emperor Xiao Chen.

Bu Jingyun was a straightforward person who didn't hide anything, so he said directly: "This undead spirit had reached the Perfect Divine Initial Stage in his lifetime. His strength should be stronger than the Perfect Divine Initial Stage of this era. However, he is no longer conscious and has no combat skills. He fights purely by relying on his body and senses, so he is not to be feared!"

Nie Feng also said, "Senior Brother Yun is right. If he is in his normal state and his cultivation is at the same level as ours, then there is still a chance that he can fight us."

To Xiao Chen, the evaluations given by the two of them were already extremely high evaluations of these ancient immortals and gods.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are both in the middle stage of the Divine Sea Realm. When the wind and clouds are combined, their combat power is close to that of the early stage of the Divine Wandering Realm. However, they actually said that these immortal gods from ancient times are almost the same as them with the same cultivation level.

This shows that the immortals and gods in ancient times were indeed more powerful than the immortals and gods of this era.

Xiao Chen estimated that with the same level of cultivation, the strength of the immortals and gods of the ancient times should be one small realm stronger than the immortals and gods of this era.

But when these words fell into the ears of Bai Qinghou and Zhu Qi, they took on a different meaning. They simply felt that Emperor Xiao Chen was even more unfathomable than before.

They were both at the peak of the initial stage of Godhood, but they all felt heavy pressure when facing this evil spirit at the same level. Even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be the opponent of this evil spirit. But the two people just now did not take this undead spirit seriously at all.

This means that the two people under Xiao Chen are at least warriors at the Divine Sea Realm, and their combat power is much stronger than warriors at the same level.

Thinking of this possibility, the two people instantly lost their composure. Even if placed in the Four Sacred Islands, the Divine Sea Realm is a realm that only the strongest ancestors can reach. Could these two people have actually reached this realm?

Who on earth is this Emperor Xiao Chen?

At this time, Xiao Chen spoke again: "Why can't I see Emperor Shitian? Where did this old man go?"

Yan Lingji pursed her lips and said, "Emperor Shitian is hiding in the dark. Do you see the cave behind the undead? It's there. Do you want me to take care of him?"

After Yan Lingji finished speaking, Nie Feng and others also carefully sensed the cave that Yan Lingji mentioned. As expected, they felt a faint breath in the cave, which was the breath of Emperor Shitian.

Now that he had found out where Emperor Shitian was, Xiao Chen felt relieved. With so many experts around, he didn't believe that Emperor Shitian could escape.

Just as he was about to let Yan Lingji take action, Bing Huang, who was fighting the evil spirit, suddenly shouted, "Master, please help us quickly. We simply can't withstand the attack of this evil spirit."

As the Ice Emperor's voice fell, Indra suddenly rushed out of the cave quickly, still dressed in black and wearing an ice mask.

When the surviving disciples of Tianmen saw Indra appear, they were surprised. Indra was their backbone, and they felt at ease with Indra around.

The Ice Emperor couldn't hide his joy and shouted loudly, "Master, please help us quickly."

However, just when these people were expecting Indra to take action, Indra suddenly turned around and flew away rapidly, completely ignoring his disciples.

This action shocked the Ice Emperor and the disciples of Tianmen. They never thought that their most beloved master would abandon them.

Seeing Emperor Shitian trying to escape, Xiao Chen, who was hiding behind a huge rock, hurriedly said, "Yan Lingji, quickly kill this guy and don't let him get away."

Without Xiao Chen's reminder, Yan Lingji had already disappeared from the spot and quickly came to the side of Emperor Shitian!

Indra's cultivation was at the late stage of the initial divine realm. Although his speed was extremely fast, he was still like a firefly in front of Yan Lingji, who had reached the perfection of the divine wandering realm. How could he compete with the bright moon? In less than three breaths, Yan Lingji caught up with Indra.

Feeling the powerful aura behind him, the fleeing Emperor Shitian became alert. When he turned around, he saw Yan Lingji who had come to him.

There was a trace of horror in Emperor Shitian's eyes, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Who are you?"

Yan Lingji showed a sly smile, then stretched out her jade hand and said wickedly, "Catch your people!"

When Emperor Shitian saw the jade hand stretched out by Yan Lingji, he was shocked. He felt that as long as he was caught by this pair of jade hands, there would be no possibility of escape.

In the face of crisis, he became ruthless and gritted his teeth. Immediately, eight Indras appeared in the sky filled with miasma.

Although this secret method of escape caused him great damage and he had just used it not long ago, he had to use it again in order to escape.

But this time he miscalculated. Yan Lingji was not Wudao, and this trick was of no use to her.

Seeing Emperor Shitian use his secret technique, Yan Lingji raised a disdainful smile: "How dare you show off such a trick in front of me?"

After she finished speaking, her body disappeared into the sky. In just half a breath, she appeared again in the distance, still holding Indra in her hand.

Swish, swish, swish!

A breeze blew by, and the eight figures of Indra disappeared quickly like flying ashes.

The eight fake images of Indra could not hide from Yan Lingji at all. Yan Lingji directly found the real Indra and captured him alive.

At this moment, the horror in Emperor Shitian's heart could not be described in words. He never thought that the skill that he relied on most to survive would be useless in front of this mysterious woman.

Who is she?

Yan Lingji didn't give him time to think, and carried him to Xiao Chen. When he raised his head again, Xiao Chen was looking at him with a smile.

"Indra, long time no see!"