What is Chen Xia Doing

The Quasi-Saint Ruins opened.

A total of 136 cultivators rushed into the spiral of spiritual power.

Almost all of these 136 cultivators were at the Heaven Mending Realm, and most were at the Fifth Heaven or above.

Only two were not.

Chen Xia and Ma Xiaohong were still at the Inverting Oceans Realm, and walked at the very back, considered outliers among the over 100 cultivators.

He dragged Ma Xiaohong's head, moved extremely fast, and forcibly brought Ma Xiaohong's delicate figure to fall into the spiral of spiritual power outside the Quasi-Saint Ruins.

Chen Xia let go of his hand, and a flying sword hung directly next to Ma Xiaohong, carrying an arrogant smile and said.

"Little healing medicine, follow me, if you dare to run away, this flying sword may just have to turn red."

Ma Xiaohong's body trembled, her eyebrows and eyes were sluggish, and she asked in a daze, "Who are you?"

Chen Xia's blue shirt fluttered, he turned his face, his crimson eyes full of arrogance, smiled and said.

"I am the second personality."

What he said was indeed the truth.

But Ma Xiaohong didn't know how to respond, staring blankly with her mouth wide open, and could only be dragged along by Chen Xia.

"You two walk faster, what's the delay, if you fall behind, with your strength, you won't last half a day in this great death realm."

The cultivator from the Divine Realm waiting ahead shouted impatiently.

Chen Xia tilted his head slightly, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, glanced at the man, but did not answer.

Although he was crazy, he was not stupid, and would not kill anyone in front of so many people.

Beside him, Ma Xiaohong's delicate body trembled again, her eyes lowered extremely quickly, not daring to look at Chen Xia.

Because she had read other meanings from Chen Xia's eyes just now.

It was the look of seeing a dead person.

The leading Elder slowed his pace, took a deep look at Chen Xia, clasped his hands behind his back, exhaled, and his aged face was somewhat gloomy as he said.

"Some people don't have much skills, but have begun to harbor evil thoughts. I advise you to restrain yourself and wait until you have enough strength before showing it, otherwise I will take action to teach you a lesson before anyone else does."

Chen Xia shook his head, not standing properly, and nodded with a smile.

"I support the Elder, that is indeed the case."

In his swaying head, the crimson eyes pulled a weird glow, as if filled with crazy irritability, but also with...

A weird calm.

The Elder did not look at Chen Xia again. After all, he was a person recommended by Prince Yang, and it was rumored that Chen Xia was backed by the Quasi-Emperor, so he did not want to tear his face for no reason.

At the moment he turned around and walked towards the depths of the spiritual vortex, waving his hand.

"Follow me closely, don't get separated."

The cultivators from the Divine Realm walked slowly.

Chen Xia walked at the back, his head crooked, looking somewhat bored.

Ma Xiaohong walked beside him, her slender little hands clenched tightly at the corners of her clothes, not daring to say a word.

"Hey, little healing medicine." Chen Xia's sudden voice frightened Ma Xiaohong so much she shuddered, then nervously turned her head to look.

Chen Xia was also looking at her with a faint smile.

"It's rare to come out once, I really want to kill someone. Who do you think I should kill? Any recommendations?"

Ma Xiaohong squeezed her legs together tightly, her body trembling, begging in her heart: "Don't...don't kill me!"

"You would die with a pinch, no challenge at all, I really don't want to kill you." Chen Xia shook his head.

"Okay, okay." Ma Xiaohong hurriedly nodded in great agreement.

Chen Xia frowned and began to think. His crimson eyes suddenly jumped, and he mumbled, "So fast?"

He patted his head, for the first time a helpless look appeared in his crimson eyes.

After all, it was his inner demon. He could only take advantage when the main personality spaced out. Once the main personality regained consciousness, he would have to retreat back into the sea of consciousness.

"Little healing medicine, see you later, help me heal properly, I will protect your life."

Chen Xia said so, then began to slap his head vigorously. The crimson color disappeared from his eyes as he blankly looked at Ma Xiaohong.

Ma Xiaohong lowered her head nervously and asked, "Are you now the...the second personality?"

Chen Xia sighed. He had no heart to answer this question. He patted his head, very tangled.

Should he use the immortal method Fooling Heaven now?

The Blood And Flesh Statue said to use it at critical moments. It probably couldn't be considered a critical moment yet, so he could wait a little longer.

He looked at Ma Xiaohong and asked, "Did I say anything to you earlier?"

Ma Xiaohong nodded blankly. "You said as long as I heal you, you will protect me and not let me die."

Chen Xia pinched his nose and nodded calmly.

"Well, that's indeed what I said."

He gave no explanation.

The inner demon was himself.

I am myself.

The Divine Realm cultivators did not stop walking in the huge spiritual vortex, searching for a way out.

The Elder speculated that this spiritual vortex should be the great formation of the Quasi-Saint Ruins. The spiritual energy inside was chaotic, mixed with death Qi and resentful souls, which would not only disturb the cultivators' Qi, but also possibly damage their heart and soul.

If trapped inside for too long, cultivators would end up with confused divine souls, collapsed spiritual power, and eventually even be assimilated into resentful souls to provide nutrients for the spiritual vortex.

The Elder was now looking for the exit. Meanwhile they encountered other cultivators and some small conflicts.

The reason for the conflict was not because the Divine Realm cultivators caused trouble, but the other side was too arrogant.

According to the Elder, that group were Dark Realm cultivators. The leading cultivator was a famous veteran at the Twelfth Heaven of the Heaven Mending Realm. He had the Venerable title, known as the Venerable Divine Flame. His fire methods could pierce the heavens!

The Venerable Divine Flame could be counted as an existence below the Quasi-Saints.

Facing this veteran, the Elder did not even dare to talk much and could only agree obediently.

"Your Divine Realm is quite impressive this year, stronger than the bunch of trash that came last time. I just didn't expect the leader to still be you this trash."

The Venerable Divine Flame casually commented without an ounce of respect.

Yet the Elder still only dared to smile and nod. "I'm lacking a bit, but the prodigies this time are very powerful. The Lords of the Forbidden Lands spent a lot of effort."

The Venerable Divine Flame looked over the other Divine Realm cultivators. Seeing they were very uncomfortable, he curled his lips and laughed.

"It's just okay I guess, but it will likely stop here. This time's opportunities are estimated to only make them the Divine Realm and Immortal Realms' stepping stones, haha."

The Elder frowned. He did not dare to retort.

Among the Divine Realm cultivators was an arrogant young prodigy who was unwilling to remain silent. "We haven't competed yet, how does Senior know we from the Divine Realm can only be Immortal and Divine Realm's stepping stones? Us prodigies all have boundless futures!"

The Venerable Divine Flame looked the cultivator up and down carefully, then laughed.

"Good temperament, courage, patience..."

The cultivator was overjoyed, about to feel proud.

"You think I would say that?" The corners of the Venerable Divine Flame's smile widened abruptly with a hint of cruelty as he continued.

"Trash from the Divine Realm, prodigies from the Divine Realm, one person could shoot down 100 trash like you. You still dare to retort? You really don't know your own height and the vastness of the world, young one."

The Elder's eyebrows jumped anxiously. He hurriedly cupped his fists, "Offending the senior..."

Before his words left his mouth.

The Divine Realm cultivator who had spoken exploded into a puddle of blood. Terrifying flames burned the puddle of blood, incinerating his soul, leaving no trace of spiritual energy.

The Venerable Divine Flame's smile remained as he gently said.

"Since trash like this still has such a temper, he definitely wouldn't have lived long in the Divine Realm anyway. I'll save him from taking a few detours."

The Elder's brows twitched but he did not look at the puddle of blood. Instead, towards the Venerable Divine Flame he respectfully cupped his fists.

"Thanks...thank you senior."

"You have quite some eye for things, not bad for someone who's fought in the Great Death Realm before, haha." The Venerable Divine Flame burst out laughing again and left, bringing over 10 followers.

The remaining 11 Divine Realm cultivators.

Excluding Chen Xia.

Were all deathly pale.

What was Chen Xia doing?

He was still vying for control over the body!