Chapter 334: 162: The Sparrow is Still Behind the Mantis, Only Nanxun Can Save from Danger (Additional Updates for Monthly Tickets)_2 Chapter 334: 162: The Sparrow is Still Behind the Mantis, Only Nanxun Can Save from Danger (Additional Updates for Monthly Tickets)_2 A rare smile appeared on Lin He’s usually gloomy face, saying, “Leader Qiu is a man of his word.
I look forward to your visit then.”
Qiu Feng said nothing more, looked at the direction where Chen Dengming and He Yingyu had left, and sighed a breath of relief.
These two sect talents were indeed among the most promising of the top ten Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Changchun Sect.
They were also the prime candidates for competition in the Longevity Sect for the Longevity Seed in the future.
If they were to die here, he would indeed feel guilty towards his sect.
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Now that he had lost the control of Long Spring Command Token to Chen Dengming, it was hard for him to follow them.
After bidding farewell to Lin He once more, his Split Soul shook and the Long Spring Command Token crumbled completely, scattering into an overpowering Wood Element Spiritual Energy.
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As Lin He floated in place, he coldly looked at the Soul Attracting Banner in his hand, then towards Chen Dengming and He Yingyu, who had already disappeared into the Bright Cloud Mountain Range.
Given their escape speed, even if he were to chase them now, it would still take a lot of effort.
More importantly, getting a debt of explanation from Changchun True Monarch Qiu Feng could compensate for his loss.
Thinking of this, a satisfied Lin He was about to leave for Lin Family of the Jinxiu District when he suddenly sensed the faint roar from a distance.
It seemed like there was an intense battle.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to sense any disturbance from such a distance.
Lin He’s expression changed, he turned sharply towards the direction, his eyebrows furrowed.
“That’s the direction the brat took off from, what happened?”
His eyes flickered, filled with surprise.
His body lit up with a flash of golden light and he quickly flew toward the source of the noise.
Having already extended the olive branch, if the disciples of the Changchun Sect still had an accident on his turf, he would undoubtedly have a huge issue on his hands.
To the point where even jumping into the Yellow River couldn’t clean his name.
In such a case, not only would Qiu Feng be bound to pay a visit to apologize, the Changchun Sect could even attack directly.
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Deep in the Bright Cloud Mountain Range.
At a snow-covered peak named Yonglei Peak, Han Yongxu stood with furrowed brows.
He looked at the gradually fading light membrane within a crack in the rock and then down at the shattered spirit boat.
His face was gloomy.
He had just suddenly attacked from a distance.
He thought he would be able to easily knock out Chen Dengming and He Yingyu with his Late-stage Golden Core Divine Sense and quickly abscond with them.
Unexpectedly, that brat had the tenacity of a cockroach.
His Divine Sense seemed to be protected by a mysterious power and was miraculously not knocked unconscious.
He was just stunned for a moment before he immediately continued to escape in the spirit boat.
Left with no choice, he quickly pursued them and destroyed the spirit boat.
However, that brat was incredibly cunning.
He had predicted Han Yongxu’s intentions.
The moment before the spirit boat was destroyed, he jumped onto his mount and escaped into the mountain with the unconscious female cultivator.
By the time he chased after them, he was already a step late.
The brat knew the entrance to Nanxun and actually ran into the Cursed Land of Nanxun.
“No wonder this brat was chased by Old Ghost Lin and fled all the way to the Bright Cloud Mountain Range.
I thought he was desperate, but he actually knew the entrance to Nanxun?”
“How could he know the entrance to Nanxun?
Even the Longevity Sect is unaware of this secret.
Could it be Old Hongxia Daoist and the others exposed it?
It’s impossible.
If he already knew the entrance to Nanxun, why would he need to use the Five Sects transfer formation?”
He Yongxu was annoyed.
His agitated emotions were stirring like a wildfire in his heart, becoming more intense.
His breathing became slightly faster involuntarily.
The question in front of him now was whether he should pursue them into Nanxun or not.
His heart was vehemently against it, but his agitated feelings were making the evil thoughts in his heart even more intense, like a wicked fire burning.
It seemed as if there was an evil voice echoing in his mind.
“Go…
Just go…
It’s just one trip.
Go in quickly, take the two Foundation Establishment cultivators and get out.
Nothing will happen, just go…”
“No…
No…”
Han Yongxu’s body trembled as he took two steps back.
He struggled internally, trying to calm his emotions, fighting against the evil thoughts that entwined his spirit, pleading with sorrow.
“Master…
The Cursed Land is too dangerous.
There’s no need.
We don’t need to rush.
As long as those two Foundation Establishment cultivators don’t want to die, they will have to come out sooner or later.
I’ll just watch here.
They will definitely come out.
We’ll watch the Five Sects transfer formation as well.
Nothing will happen…”
He doesn’t want to take this huge risk.
In this life, he had never stepped foot in the land of Nanxun.
Even though deep inside he was very interested in the Dao Orthodoxy.
But, he treasured his life more.
He couldn’t bear the horror of having his strength drop, losing his Golden Core Spiritual Energy, and even falling from his cultivation level.
However, at this moment, he felt an evil and cold power quickly pass through his Cultivation Technique defense.
It seemed like his Miaoyin Cultivation Technique had been completely seen through.
The suffocating feeling of having his heart tightly clutched returned.
“Master?!”
This shocked Han Yongxu.
How could his master’s power affect him from such a distance?
What was the medium of transmission?
Could it be him?
Impossible!
His face turned pale, his eyes filled with bloodshot, and he tried his best to resist.
However, his gaze gradually filled with strangeness and the corners of his mouth formed a weird smile.
He looked down and saw a pale hand with red nails, slowly moving away from his chest.
He struggled to twist his neck, his weird gaze meeting another eerie pair of eyes from the nearby forest.
That was a white figure full of fierce aura, with an icy cold expression…