Chapter Sixty-Two: Is there no peerless beauty in the world?

. It was piled up before Jiang Wang now, heavy and imposing.Zhong Xuan's hair buns were usually styled with fourteen braids. But Shi Fourteen's talent was clearly mainly in heavy swords, her hairpin s...Ahead lies trustworthiness.

At first, he almost succumbed to the allure of the rouge mirror. Standing guard outside the door was Xiang Qian.

Outside Qingyang Town, facing the Dragon Gate in battle, we will not retreat.

When I went to kill the magistrate of Rizhao County, I also traveled with him before.

This is also the reason why he cares so much about moving forward and doesn't want to see him sink any further.

And Jiang Yan, before he left Tongtian Palace, Jiang Wang would never give him trust.

Perhaps the only time one could truly trust him was when he faced a life-or-death crisis, after all, they shared the same body. For his own safety, Jiang Yan had no choice but to do something. Just like on the battlefield of Qiyang, where he boldly stood against Hong Ji Cheng.

Jiang Wang put forward this request deliberately to prevent Jiang Yan, and he wasn't afraid of Jiang Yan knowing, even intending to warn him.

At first, when he first explored the Red Makeup Mirror, his soul was lost suddenly. He and Jiang Yan didn't know what was going on with the Red Makeup Mirror. Jiang Yan also missed that "opportunity" because of this.

This time, Jiang Wang directly told Xiang Qian that once his soul began to disintegrate, he should let Xiang Qian kill him with a sword.

This is to prevent Jiang Yan from possibly having any thoughts.

Even if Jiang Wang's soul was shattered within the Hong Zhuang Mirror, as a dweller of Tong Tian Gong, Jiang Yan would still need a considerable amount of time to occupy this body.

To erase Jiang Wang's mark is not so easy a thing.

And at this time, it's enough to kill this body several times forward.

Besides praying that Jiang Wang would complete the exploration safely, there was nothing else he could do.

Although Xiang Qian didn't understand why Jiang Wang had made such a strange request, he sensed the determination in Jiang Wang's attitude.

So he banished sleepiness directly, saying, "Rest assured."

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When it comes down to it, Xi is still someone you can trust.

Jiang Wang no longer said much, directly closing his eyes and entering the world within the Hongzhuang Mirror with his soul.

Whoosh whoosh, the sound of the waves.

Like a dream, gently swaying.

The sound was gentle and comfortable at first, but it only lasted for a moment before it started to become frantic and violent.

The waves crashed against each other, colliding fiercely and emitting an extremely violent and terrifying sound.

The change in sound was like going from a sunny day to suddenly being hit by a tsunami.

Abrupt, intense.

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Thus, the peaceful life was shattered, and the apocalypse had arrived.

A voice, piercing through the frenzied tsunami, echoed in Jiang Wang's ears—

“Is there truly no peerless beauty in this world One glance at her rouge is enough to slay a person.”

"Let's cross the sea and seize the opportunity!"

This voice was the same one heard during the last time she went through the Feixue tribulation. It was exactly the same, cold and devoid of emotion.

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But the content is not the same, and the disaster has also changed.

The poem that describes the suffering of a beauty during the time of flying snow is: "It's pitiful for a delicate face to grow old in the mirror, and rouge ultimately kills the person reflected."

The expression is more like a beautiful woman aging, her youthful beauty fading away, she is no longer young, time is merciless.

But when viewed in conjunction with the verses of this catastrophe, I'm afraid it may be more than that, or perhaps there is another meaning being conveyed.

The verses of this disaster depict terrifying imagery—who says there are no beauties in this world A single glance in the mirror, a splash of rouge, and one life is taken. There are no beauties in this world because all beauties have been slain!

Subtly, the calamity in the crimson makeup mirror, seems to be telling a terrifying story.

Jiang Wang didn't have time to think too much, because the moment the voice fell, he was swept into the giant wave.

That was a monstrous wave, towering, raging, engulfing everything in its path.

Jiang Wang once had the experience of being trapped in water and surrounded by it, twice during Zuo Guangshu's Taoist practices.

But the difference between then and now, it's more than ten or a hundred times!

Jiang Wang subconsciously raised his sword, a circular shield appearing. It was almost crushed the instant it formed.

It's impossible to resist!

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Jiang Wang made the judgment first, but his brain hadn't had time to analyze it before his body instinctively reacted with the most appropriate response. His sword stance rose, and he acted without thinking!

Of the four sword techniques of the Human Dao he had mastered so far, the strongest was the third: Uncontrollable Body.

But using this sword now was not because of its strength.

Jiang Wang raised his sword, but the strike was held back.

As light as a duckweed, drifting along with the current.

He rode the momentum of that involuntary strike, drifting with the surging waves.

Being the lightest, most flexible, and weakest of all, it avoids direct confrontation with the waves.

He comes when the waves come, and he goes when the waves go.

He is a drop of water in the vast ocean, an insignificant existence amidst the waves. Although he still faces opposition, it's not like at the beginning when he directly confronted all pressures,

This sword's counterattack was masterful, effectively neutralizing the threat posed by the initial strike of the Fuhǎi Jié. While damage was still unavoidable, the pressure facing them had been reduced to a manageable level.

Jiang Wang struck one sword after another, each one only rising in momentum without delivering a strike. His desperate struggle seemed to be held back, as if waiting for the right moment.

At this rate, he seems able to keep going until he's completely exhausted.

Can the Over the Ocean Robbery just end so easily

Just then, he heard a woman's voice.

Or perhaps the sound had always been there, but only now, could he allow himself to briefly tune in.

Although the opening voice sounded like it belonged to the same person, the emotions were completely different.

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This voice was full of emotion, very intense, very violent, filled with hatred.

That voice was screaming—

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"Fu Hai, I will kill you!"

I've been repeating, I've been shouting.

"Cover the sea, I will kill you!"

“I will kill you, Fuhai!”

Jiang Wang's heart was filled with a sudden realization: Fu Hai wasn't just the name of this tribulation, could it also be the name of some existence

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The sword technique was still in motion, Jiang Wang stood alone with his sword, swaying amidst the tsunami.

Just then, the tsunami came to an abrupt halt.

Everything had fallen silent, Jiang Wang sank into a sea.

In any direction you look, forward and backward, up and down, left and right, there is only endless blue sea.

The sea was very calm. But this kind of calmness made people restless and uneasy.

As if something was about to happen, yet it remained just out of grasp.

Jiang Wang observed everything carefully, but there was no clue. Only that hateful voice kept repeating.

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"Who is 'Fuhai' 'I', who am I The creator of the Hongzhuang Mirror"

Such thoughts flashed through my mind, but after all, the answer behind them couldn't change the current situation.

He suddenly felt hot.

Unparalleled intensity, unparalleled severity of heat.

This heat came on suddenly, taking over all the senses in an instant.

Visual heat, auditory heat, and tactile heat.

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The seawater seemed to be boiling, and the whole ocean was bubbling with gurgling.

Jiang Wang, like a swift arrowfish, swam upstream at the fastest speed. However, the sea was boundless, and where could one see the end in an instant

The skin was already red.

He could almost faintly smell the scent of his own flesh.

The Palace of Heavenly Ascension and the First Inner Residence exploded simultaneously. Jiang Wang disregarded everything and surged upstream. If he couldn't escape the sea quickly, he was very likely to be cooked alive in it!

Right at that moment, he stared up in astonishment.

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Through the vast sea, he saw the sun!

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A sun that grows larger and hotter with each passing moment!

All the azure waters within sight were dyed with a fiery red.

The sun is sinking into the sea!late!Chù mì shē shēn wèi qiáo, sǐ qián shénme yě méi shuō, shuí yě bù zhīdào tā zài dāngshí, xiǎng le xiē shénme.He dissolved with the shattered rules churning in the river, leaving nothing behind.Onl...