424 Great Change in Qingzhou!
“Sinkholes?” Wen Zonghao expressed surprise. “What’s so concerning about that? What’s inside the sinkholes?”
“There are numerous skeletons in the sinkholes!” the man reported.
“Get to the point!” Wen Zonghao grew impatient, wondering if his subordinate was merely beating around the bush.
“The bones in the pit… their patterns indicate that they’re beings with at least three complete patterns!” the man finally stated.
“What did you say?!” Wen Zonghao abruptly stood up. He knew exactly what that implied. Those sinkholes were likely the final resting places of the top geniuses from Qingzhou who had disappeared over the past ten thousand years.
“And how many people are aware of this?” Wen Zonghao asked.
“It’s spreading like wildfire! Countless people in the outer city are rushing towards the sinkholes, but don’t worry, Leader. There are many sinkholes, and they’re all enormous! We won’t miss this golden opportunity,” the man chuckled.
“What about the inner city?” Wen Zonghao inquired further.
“They’re hesitant, fearing that demons might seize the opportunity to infiltrate the inner city,” the man explained. As he finished, he launched himself toward Wen Zonghao.
Caught off guard, Wen Zonghao raised his hand. But he was surprised that his subordinate wasn’t attempting to flee or beg for mercy but was lunging at his meal.
The man bit into a chunk of flesh, declaring, “Leader! I wish to join you! I want to become a disciple of the Sacred Heart sect!”
“Good! What’s your name?” Wen Zonghao laughed heartily.
“I’m Gu Anwen.”
“You’re worth teaching!” Wen Zonghao patted the man’s head, then tossed him a cultivation technique. “Take it and cultivate.”
“Thank you, Leader, for your reward!” Gu Anwen was overjoyed, staring at the secret manual of the Sacred Heart sect’s cultivation method in his hands.
“Furthermore, starting today, you’ll be my eighth adopted son and in charge of the sinkhole matter,” Wen Zonghao added.
“Understood!” Gu Anwen beamed, surprised at his fortune born out of a mistake. It was a blessing in disguise.
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Meanwhile, at Wuji Mountain…
Kong Binghuang gazed in the direction of Qingzhou City, a confused expression on his face. Behind him was a report detailing the sudden appearance of numerous sinkholes outside the city.
“Currently, the large sects in the outer city and countless freelance martial artists have headed towards the various sinkholes. Mountain Chieftain, should we also…” a refined-looking man hesitated.
“There’s no rush. We can let the people in the outer city scout for us first,” Kong Binghuang said calmly. “If there truly is a great opportunity, it won’t be seized by just that group of people. If they get it, it means those opportunities aren’t significant enough for us to risk the danger of demonic invasion.”
The refined man hesitated, knowing that this could be a chance to locate the missing geniuses from Qingzhou over the past ten thousand years. “What if one of our own from Wuji Mountain is on the brink of death and gets targeted and killed by other sects?” the man voiced his concern.
“If they die…that just proves their lives were fated to be doomed,” Kong Binghuang said coldly. “Our Wuji Mountain will avenge them!”
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Meanwhile, at the Thousand Divination Tower, a bare-chested elderly man with a white beard clutched a string of prayer beads, gazing into the distance with a frown.
“A great upheaval! Qingzhou is on the verge of a massive change!” he exclaimed.
At the same time, all the sects and forces within and outside of Qingzhou City have stirred, with countless individuals heading toward the sinkholes.
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In the illusion realm, Qin Huai suddenly emerged from his ‘dream.’ Under his flesh and blood, marked bones began glowing brightly. All his cultivation techniques activated, causing complex bone patterns to appear on his body.
Beginning from his chest, his nine dragons true qi and four-directional tiger-wolf techniques activated. Then, it extended to his arms and legs, with the divine power book of a thousand creations, poison king technique, and wind breath technique initiating.
Finally, the energy surged into his spine and head, triggering the blood heart technique and the ancient azure illusion scripture.
Lines of patterns flashed, and Qin Huai’s aura intensified. His bones shone all over his body, unleashing a surge of power.
Boom!
Qin Huai’s hair streamed backward, and his eyes lit up with dazzling white light. Behind him, ten white dragons, phantom beasts, tigers, wolves, and golden book apparitions materialized.
Qin Huai felt as though the world in front of him became clearer and more condensed, with a sense of anticipation stirring within him.
“What a strange sensation,” he mused.
He extended his hand towards the grass beneath him. The next moment, the green grass disintegrated. He extended his hand again, and a soft white light flickered around him.
Qin Huai sat cross-legged on the ground, inspecting his dantian. In his dantian world, the green bronze ground was lush with vegetation. Behemoths roamed, while blood-colored tigers and wolves attacked randomly. The ten white dragons flew in the sky, and the golden ancient book hovered beneath the sun. A gentle breeze stirred, causing the venomous beast to look around in confusion.
Everything appeared normal. However, his blood essence seemed more ‘real’ or perhaps more vibrant and natural. It felt as though everything was in its rightful place and harmony was achieved.
Finally, Qin Huai’s gaze rested on the dragon pearl, where the adult dragon king still preferred to slumber.
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