Chapter 1063: Chapter 1057: An Agreement
Right at this moment.
The Nirvana Sage Elder had already let out a cold shout. “Fei Heng is gone!”
Gone.
Yet Zhao Guang continued to charge at the Nirvana Sage Elder.
The expressions of Wenren Jiuyue and Daoist Qinghe changed.
Perfected Qinghe appeared exactly where Crown Prince Fei Heng had just been.
He dropped an array disk, deploying the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion’s technique for divining heavenly secrets, capable of calculating the past, present, and future.
Using this array to calculate the future was difficult, but calculating the past and present was nothing, especially since Crown Prince Fei Heng’s aura still lingered.
With just a single divination, Perfected Qinghe’s expression changed. The array disk displayed what had just happened to Crown Prince Fei Heng.
In the projection, Crown Prince Fei Heng watched the numerous fighting almighty experts with a teasing look.
The corners of his mouth curved up slightly; he didn’t look the least bit like someone bewitched by the Dusheng Nunnery.
Muttering something, a spiritual pearl appeared in his hand. He crushed it and vanished from the spot.
“Impossible. Our people have already set up array formations outside, and so has the Nirvana Sage Elder.
With the Spiritual power of four Body Integration experts, how could the Crown Prince escape with his level of Spiritual power?”
“It was this Dharma Treasure that helped him escape. Since he had this Dharma Treasure, even inside the Dusheng Nunnery, he could have escaped at any time. Why…”
Perfected Qinghe’s heart pounded wildly; he couldn’t calculate it!
“It absolutely wasn’t the Azure Cloud Li Clan. If the Azure Cloud Li Clan wanted to save him, they would have saved him long ago.”
He seemed to think of something and raised his head, shouting to Zhao Guang and Wenren Jiuyue, “This old man is going to find the Crown Prince. You two hold off this old thing.”
“…”
Zhao Guang didn’t say a word, continuing to charge at the Nirvana Sage Elder, whose expression had turned ugly.
Wenren Jiuyue’s face darkened. Watching his flying daggers being swallowed by the Nirvana Holy Elder’s divine abilities, he cursed,
“Shameless old thing. When we get back to the Imperial Capital, I’m going to make your reputation rot and stink to high heaven!”
…….
A chaotic free-for-all.
Everything happened in merely 15 minutes.
The heaven-supporting great staff of Heavenly Venerable Jiande, that famous assassin, seemed to still flash before their eyes as hidden experts arrived one after another.
Hundreds of miles away, the members of the Li Clan stood in a row.
Moving in perfect unison, they looked to the left and then to the right, looking exactly like a group of well-behaved “melon-eating” spectators.
With the Body Integration might erupting within the Dusheng Nunnery, the experts brought by the three factions no longer dared to stay.
They scattered in all directions, shouting, “Hurry and find the Crown Prince!” Even Perfected Qinghe had left the Dusheng Nunnery.
The clan members frowned, pondering on the spot for a long time, using constancy to respond to all changes as they waited to see if any new developments would occur.
Although the family had long anticipated that there would be unexpected changes during this trip to the Dusheng Nunnery, they hadn’t expected the anomalies to arise so continuously that it was overwhelming.
For a moment, the group actually didn’t know whether they should chase after Yun Hongcai and Nun Dairou, chase after Perfected Qinghe, or go help Zhao Guang fight the Nirvana Holy Elder.
“Fei Heng ran away on his own?”
Li Yunbing and Li Xinnian exchanged a glance, breaking the silence among the family members. At this moment, the two of them thought of many things.
“Was it Fourth Aunt’s doing, or the work of you two?” Li Yunlin remained as calm and breezy as ever.
His divine soul sensed the great battle in the Dusheng Nunnery, and he confirmed it—they couldn’t win.
“It wasn’t us, and it wasn’t Fourth Aunt either.” Li Yunbing pondered for a moment. “Fourth Aunt’s goal isn’t this.”
“Alright then.”
Li Yunlin said, “Summon our people. We encircle and annihilate!”
“Understood.”
In an instant, everyone dispersed.
Li Changyao walked through the cloudy sky, landed on the ground, and used hand seals to dismantle layers of array formations, forming a massive cave in the ground.
Crouching down, Li Changyao shouted into the cave, “Brother, stop hiding.”
Immediately after, the spatial ring on her hand flashed. Dark Crows landed on her hand one after another, then flew off in all directions toward Shadowfell Prefecture and Deston Prefecture.
The Dark Crows pierced through the vast sky.
Above Sunfall City, a woman in an elegant white dress was dipping her brush in ink and painting. Her movements were extremely slow and gentle.
Only after a Dark Crow had rested on her shoulder for a long time did she slowly stop her brush and ink, having already painted an entire ink-wash landscape of Sunfall City.
inside Highsun City ruins.
In the large city that was still under reconstruction, commoners were making do by living in thatched huts they had built. In one of these huts lay a little old lady.
As a Dark Crow landed on the windowsill, the old lady opened her cloudy eyes.
“Sigh, I’ve been here from the South Sea for decades, and slept for decades straight. Forcing me to watch a young man’s dreams… There isn’t even anyone to have a heart-to-heart chat with this old lady.”
“This old lady is so lonely. Even finding a few fit young men to keep me company would be nice. They don’t know how to handle things at all.”
On the battlefield of Shadowfell Prefecture stood a man in a gray robe.
This battlefield was the former border of Shadowfell Prefecture, which had long since been leveled to the ground over the past few decades.
The gray-robed man’s face was full of the vicissitudes of life. A simple and unadorned ring in his hand swirled with radiance as he received the Dark Crow descending from the sky.
The gray-robed man walked into a mountain.
That wasn’t a mountain. Flies, maggots, and crows could be seen everywhere, and black energy billowed upward.
This mountain was formed from the accumulated corpses of the many years of great wars between the Human race and the Wu tribe.
No one was willing to come to this place; even the gray-robed man frowned in endless disgust.
Atop this mountain of corpses, a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a white dress that exposed her smooth thighs on both sides was sitting cross-legged.
Flowing around her was a Dao rhythm that complemented the mountain of corpses.
Hearing the caw of the Dark Crow, the woman ended her cultivation and stepped down from the mountain of corpses step by step.
The entire mountain of corpses actually squirmed like a living creature, then melded together, gradually forming eight silhouettes.
These eight silhouettes turned illusory and walked up behind her one after another, merging into her body.
She glanced at the gray-robed man and licked her red lips.
“Shadowfell Prefecture truly is a wonderful place. It’s about time I return the favor to you all. But we have an agreement: I’ll return the favor, but not with my life.”
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