339: Chapter 74: The Battle Against the Dragon, The Unfinished Battle 339: Chapter 74: The Battle Against the Dragon, The Unfinished Battle “Prince, where are all those disciples from Qiantian Palace?”
In Great Moon City, more than ten figures flew through the air and stopped above a ruined building.
Yu Wenzhong spoke in a grave tone, “Are you sure you saw the cultivators from Qiantian Palace around here?”
“It should be this place…”
Qin Wanyang furrowed his brows slightly and said, “Or maybe further to the east?”
“We’ve been heading north all this time, and we’re about to reach the main city!”
Running out of patience, Yu Wenzhong said coldly, “On our way here, there was no trace of Qiantian Palace’s magic!
Mr.
Qin… did you actually see my junior brothers?”
“Yuwen Saint, please don’t be angry.”
Qin Wanyang smiled and spoke telepathically, “This ancient city has many restrictions, and there are iron riders patrolling around, maybe I just saw it wrong.
Even if we didn’t find them, you can’t blame me, right?”
“You?”
Yu Wenzhong glared furiously.
He grabbed Qin Wanyang by the collar.
The latter remained calm, appearing unresponsive to the aggression.
Just then,
a token at Yu Wenzhong’s waist suddenly trembled.
His pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly enhanced his Divine Thought with the Panxuan Mirror to connect with the token… This Secret Realm blocked external Divine Thoughts, so the trembling of the token meant his junior brothers had entered the ancient city!
“Senior brother, where are you?”
Interrupted voices of Divine Thought transmitted from the token.
It was Chen Li communicating.
Following that, a blurry image was also sent into the token.
“My junior brothers and I are in the western part of the Secret Realm, in the wilderness outside the city… We’ll wait for you here…”
This voice had transmitted numerous times before it successfully entered the token.
“My junior brothers are still here; they are all safe!”
Hearing this familiar voice, Yu Wenzhong heaved a sigh of relief, and the weight in his heart finally lifted.
“You’ve been deceiving me all along…”
The next moment, Yu Wenzhong, holding Qin Wanyang up by his collar, lifted him.
In his eyes was fury, but even more, bewilderment.
“My junior brothers were never in the city from the beginning; you could never have seen them… Why are you deceiving me like this?
What good does it do for you?”
“So they have contacted you?”
Qin Wanyang raised an eyebrow lightly and replied indifferently, “Congratulations, Brother Yuwen; your junior brothers are safe and sound.
I said earlier… maybe I was mistaken.
Saint, your words are unreasonable; I kindly accompanied you, and even if it yielded no results, how can you blame me?”
“…”
These words left Yu Wenzhong speechless.
He stared at Qin Wanyang, and after a moment, suddenly spoke, “Did you just want to return here?
Is there some fortune you seek here?”
If he were with the Martial Sect or Yuqing Pavilion, he wouldn’t have the chance to return to the city…
“Yuwen Saint, you’re quite clever this time.”
No longer pretending, Qin Wanyang candidly said, “I won’t lie; when I was transmitted to this city, I caught a glimpse of a fortune shining with golden light.
Now, having come this far, it’s near… That fortune is not far from here.
How about we go together, secure the fortune, and then look for your junior brothers?”
“Qin Wanyang.”
Yu Wenzhong spat out coldly, “Do you think I would still believe your words?
Even if there is truly a fortune, this Saint is not interested!”
Having said this,
he released his tight grip on Qin Wanyang, turned, and addressed the Loose Cultivators, “Gentlemen, I’m heading west to the city… This city is dangerous, so if any of you wish to live, follow me.”
Silence followed.
Yu Wenzhong slightly furrowed his brows.
He could see that these Loose Cultivators were not interested in his proposal to leave.
They were seeking fortune!
“If that’s the case, then see you another day.”
Without hesitation, Yu Wenzhong used Qi Control to leave, transforming into a long rainbow streaking towards the north.
On the other side.
Qin Wanyang watched Yu Wenzhong leave, his pupils deepening in color.
Glimmers of radiant golden light flickered within, emitting an aura of Tao Rules.
He turned to face the people behind him, adopting a cold tone, “Let’s continue.”
The Loose Cultivators who departed with Qin Wanyang,
after exchanging glances,
also had threads of dreamlike golden Tao Rules radiance in their eyes.
This group proceeded towards the main city.
Little did they know,
right above their heads, a white demon figure floated in the air.
“Prince,”
Shuang E spread his wings high in the shadows, clutching the Chi Ling Order, and slowly transmitted his voice, “Those human cultivators seem not to be in the ancient city… I patrolled the north of the city and found only about a dozen people.
They just separated, one is the Qiantian Palace Saint, one is the Qin Family’s young prince, the rest are insignificant Loose Cultivators.
How should I deal with them?”
After a brief silence,
a voice of impatience sounded from the Chi Ling Order.
“Kill them all.”
…
…
Prince Jiu hovered over Great Yue Well, the pitch-black abyss below emitting an intangible pulling force.
But if one looked down,
endless glimmers of golden radiant light, like fantasies, covered the surface of the well water.
“Thankfully, the Five-Color Divine Lantern prevents me from being deluded,”
Prince Jiu said sternly, staring fixedly at the dark well mouth, with sweat beads forming on his forehead.
In that glance towards the ancient well,
he saw a vision of his future self, sitting on the throne of the Great Venerate, looking down on heaven and earth, with True Phoenix and True Dragon both trodden underfoot, and all beings of the Demon Country bowing in fealty.
Such a scene, even if illusory, even for a moment,
still seduced one into immersion, hard to extricate oneself from.
Fortunately, the timely awakening by the Five-Color Divine Lantern pulled him out of this illusion.
“This well contains extremely terrifying Dao power…”
Prince Jiu hesitated.