Chapter 433

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"Mom..."

No matter how hard he cried out, there was still no response in the vast world. The silence around him was deafening, as if his voice wouldn't travel at all.

He was getting faster and faster.

He reached the final level.

"Mom... even just letting me see you for a moment would be enough, I... I want to know who you are."

Without Ye Yaoqing to interfere, Tianlu found it easy.

"Who dares to shout and bellow on the Celestial Path!" A furious roar suddenly echoed through the air. Though invisible, the deep voice belonged to a middle-aged man.

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Zhao Ping'an, as if grasping a life-saving straw, deliberately did not use the long-burning lamp or night pearl to light the way, just to increase the danger!

Last time, mother appeared at the critical moment!

As expected.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a brazen mortal.

"" angrily shouted, “You’re looking for death!”

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Suddenly, the sky darkened and thunder roared.

Torrential rain is pouring down!

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Raindrops in mid-air condensed into ice blades, millions of them charging straight towards Zhao Ping'an.

Zhao Ping'an smiled faintly, stood with his hands behind his back, unmoved. He had a premonition that as long as his mother's life was threatened, she would appear!

However.

Tens of thousands of ice blades flew towards Zhao Ping'an, surrounding him within an inch. Suddenly, they stopped.

"You... you are her son" a voice from the void exclaimed in astonishment.

Zhao Ping'an was taken aback and quickly asked, "Do you know my mother"

Then, the ice skate vanished in an instant, and the sun shone brightly.

He trembled and stammered, “My humble self... uh... I...” Wang Fan had already fallen from the sky, his feet landing on the ground, which cracked in four directions. The long spear in his hand still shot out beams of light, stirring the space and rotating,...