“Brother Ning!”
Qin Xihai darted over, making a move to pounce, and then stopped when she just reached out, her face tinged with a fiery red hue.
“The first thing you need to do is to take a look at this little girl’s attitude, the ‘God of the Sea’ of Department Six also has this kind of attitude.” Leng Mad Tu changed his cold expression and laughed long and hard.
Don’t look at his earlier unhurried face, but in fact he was also drumming in his heart. He and Ning Wuming were all genuine Department Six disciples, and had known each other since they were children.
When Qin Xihai heard the laughing words, her face grew redder and redder. However, she was also used to the storms and immediately forced herself to stabilise her shame and took out a jade token from her bosom, saying: “Brother Ning, this is what my father entrusted to me before he left. He said that he would hand it over to you when you emerge.”
“Left behind by Lord Shou Shen?”
Ning Wuming took the jade token with both hands and poured his true qi into it.
The jade token lit up in emerald colours, and the Shou Shen’s voice rang out from it, “Wuming, the fact that you can activate this jade token means that you have already accomplished your training. As an elder, I am very pleased that you have achieved this.
I have agreed with Pei Dongliu that when you have been promoted to God, you can hold this jade token and ask him for advice on your martial dao. Your martial path is perfect, drawing on the essence of martial arts from all sides to achieve a flawless intention. Pei Dongliu is an expert in the extreme of combat and has integrated all martial arts into one, so he can teach you.”
Having said that, the jade token lost its glow and once again returned to its original ordinary appearance.
“Wuming thanks Uncle Shi.” Ning Wuming paid a long bow in the direction of Jeju.
After paying his respects, Ning Wuming straightened up and asked Qin Xihai, “Xihai, over in Northern Zhou, what is the situation with Qing Yu?”
Qing Yu had started his retreat as early as last year, before Ning Wuming. Although Ning Wuming found it a little hard to believe that he had been able to advance to Tong Shen, there was an exception to everything. It just so happened that Qing Yu had already made countless exceptions.
“A few days ago, red lightning appeared in the sky of the Northern Zhou Divine Capital, attracting the attention of the world. According to spies, the official story of the Northern Zhou was that the gra*sland shamans wanted to go against the grain and invade the Central Plains, causing the heavens to warn them. Qintian Superintendent Zhengqing Yu tried his best to stop the Shamanism’s evil spell and is now recuperating from serious injuries.”
Qin Xihai hesitated for a moment and said, “Brother Ning, although I also thought it was impossible for that demonic daoist Qing Yu to advance to the level of a Tong Shen, there is no guarantee that this is not a trick of his. Regardless of whether he has advanced to Godhood or not, if you go to Northern Zhou to take revenge at this time, you are bound to be in bad luck.
Why don’t you first ask the Pei Sect Leader for martial arts instruction, and then eliminate Qing Yu when you have the chance later.”
On the other side, Leng Mad Tu also advised, “Northern Zhou is not a good place now that the Devil’s Dao is entrenched, so I hope you will think twice.”
“Don’t worry,” Ning Wuming smiled, “I am not a reckless person.”
“This man, Qing Yu, is very cautious. When he was weak, he was just a gifted latecomer. Once his martial arts refinement began to show an abnormally fast pace, he hid himself and tried to avoid contact with Department Six.
When he revealed his rebellion, he disappeared completely. Even if we wanted to look for him, we could not find him anywhere. If not for this, Qi Feng would have killed this threat long ago.”
Ning Wuming paused and said, “Although I have never met this demon, I have been studying him for a long time. Qing Yu never does anything he is not sure of, and rarely risks his life to take risks.
Whether or not he has advanced to the level of God, he is certainly not seriously injured as the information says. The only way to kill him is to kill him with a surprise attack of power. I will wait until that time.”
Qin Xihai and Leng Fantu both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard what they said.
Ning Wuming was still the same Ning Wuming, not having lost his mind just because he had become a Tong Shen realm powerhouse. On the contrary, the ‘Flawless God Catcher’ who had made up for the flaw of his eyes felt even more trustworthy than ever before.
“White No One, what is the arrangement now?” Ning Wuming asked.
Qin Xihai replied, “He has gone to Jeju with his righteous father to help Luo Shen Hou. Jeju is now rampant with the Blood Demon Sect, so if he dies there, it is his fate.”
As for White Man, the nail that the Shadow King had planted in Department Six, Department Six already had the intention to kill him. Now that they were about to break up with the Shadow King, it was time to deal with this nail first.
“Has it come to this kind of time already? ——”
As soon as Ning Wuming heard this, he guessed that Department Six was about to tear the face off with the Shadow King, and couldn’t help but be a little glad that he had left the gate in time. Any later and it might have been too late.
“The storm is coming, so we still need to work harder. Today I will go and pay a visit to the Pei teaching head and ask him to guide me. Xihai ——”
Ning Wuming gently held Qin Xihai’s small, somewhat calloused hands, “When the Shadow King’s rebellion is put down and the Qing Yu is eradicated, I will give you a promise. A – lifelong promise.”
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Hop Fung Sa flew through the gloomy and lightless waterway.
The darkness did not block Hefun Sa’s vision, he could clearly see the wrecks in the waterway and could smell the heavy stench of corpses.
When the Subterranean Dragon had struck, pounded and drowned nearly 100,000 troops, it had washed all their corpses into the underground waterways.
This caused the remains of gra*sland generals to drown in the dark underground rivers near the Flying Cloud Pa*s, and this place was naturally no exception.
He Feng Za raised his true qi and drained the stench of the corpses around him as he flew ahead again.
According to those shamanic replicas of the shamanic religion, the core of the Subterranean Dragon was underneath the Flying Cloud Pa*s. Although this core had been destroyed, Hefeng Sa still wished to see more of this super-killing weapon that had destroyed the gra*sland army.
True qi formed a qi shield, and Hefeng Sa found his direction and charged straight across. His strength dictated that he did not need to find his way like those scouts, but simply broke through all obstacles and flew towards the bottom of the Flying Cloud Pa*s.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
All the rock walls he encountered along the way were forcefully collapsed, and Hefeng Sa flew straight ahead, heading for his destination.
“Boom…”
Once again, the wall was destroyed, not in front of him, but overhead.
It was silent, waiting until the surprise attack to cause a hint of chakra.
A figure shining with golden light broke through the wall from above and threw down a huge ball of frost with his hand.
The Emperor’s Heavenly Thunder.
The ball burst, sending countless shards of ice flying in all directions with the violent impact.
Hopeful was caught unawares by the thunderbolt, and his entire body was thrown backwards into the murky undercurrent.
“Boom…”
Another muffled sound, a thick arm poking out of the murky stream mixed with corpse water, collided with the golden palm striking down from above, and the wave of air that erupted instantly destroyed more than twenty rock walls around, causing a dozen waterways to be broken through.
“DONG–”
A bell rang out, and the powerful recoil knocked the gra*sland powerhouse in the turbid stream below into the bottom of the dark stream.
