Chapter 1225: Chapter 367: A Godsend Opportunity, No Time to Lose, See You at the Usual Place!
Who are the uncle and nephew of the Yan Family?
What does it have to do with my brother?
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly turned somewhat subtle.
Lu Yaoyao looked at Zhou Qing with some concern, for the matter of the uncle and nephew from the Yan Family was indeed a collaboration between their father and daughter.
Boom!
Before anyone could move their chopsticks, a huge roar sounded again from the horizon outside, the terrifying pressure sweeping down like a furious tide, causing the entire tavern to tremble slightly.
Zhou Qing’s face changed suddenly, his figure flashed, and he rushed out of the window.
Looking up, he saw two silhouettes fiercely clashing in the sky above the distant Nine-Layered Palaces, the violent fluctuations of spiritual power dispersing the clouds and distorting the void.
"That is... Old Emperor Xuanyuan Chong?!"
Zhou Qing’s pupils shrank as he recognized one of them — it was the reclusive old emperor of the dynasty!
At this moment, he was radiating golden light all over, like an ancient war god, with each punch accompanied by a dragon-roaring boom, shaking the world.
And his opponent was a young man wearing black bone armor covered with scarlet blood grooves, seemingly forged from the bones of countless fierce beasts.
Black fog surged around him, evil qi overwhelming.
His pair of blood-red eyes were cold and unfeeling, the black long knife in his hand slashing out tens of thousands of blade lights, cleaving the very space apart as it moved!
"That is Yama!" Shen Yunzhou instantly appeared by Zhou Qing’s side, his voice carrying undeniable shock.
Zhou Qing’s heart was shaken intensely, his gaze fixed on that silhouette.
This person dared to act in the Nine-Layered Palaces; could it be like those foreign Spirit Severing Realm cultivators, coming for the Xuanyuan Family’s Spirit Slash secret?
Was it just a whim?
Where did Zhao Muye and his ancient dragon elephant go?
Under everyone’s gaze, Old Emperor Xuanyuan Chong suddenly erupted with a punch, the golden fist mark exploding like the scorching sun, pushing Yama back a hundred meters.
Immediately, his figure turned into a dazzling golden rainbow, speeding towards the outskirts of the city!
"What you want resides within this emperor, if you have the ability, come and take it yourself!" Xuanyuan Chong’s voice rolled across the sky like thunder.
"Trying to escape?!" Yama sneered, black fog surged around him like tides, transforming into countless ferocious ghost faces to slaughter.
The two figures, one in front, one behind, in the blink of an eye swept over the imperial city, heading straight to the outer city.
"If the old emperor can manage to slay Yama..." Zhou Qing’s eyes gleamed, then he turned and said, "Senior brother and senior sister, wait here, I’ll be back soon!"
No sooner had he spoken, his body already turned into a stream of light chasing forward.
"Battles at the Spirit Severing Realm are extremely terrifying, even collateral damage can be deadly."
"Don’t run around! Zhou has me to look after him!" Shen Yunzhou hastily instructed and hurriedly chased after.
Lu Yaoyao was about to speak but was pulled back by Luo Lingling: "Listen to them!"
The Ghost Mastiff also cast a dissuading glance, leaving the girl no choice but to comply reluctantly.
At this moment, above the entire imperial city, countless streaks of light were chasing the direction of the battle like a meteor shower, leaving her eager and itchy.
...
"They’re gone!" Soon, Zhou Qing suddenly halted in the void, furrowing his brow.
The powers at the Spirit Severing Realm could tear through space and travel thousands of miles in an instant; they were now like headless flies, completely losing the direction of pursuit.
"Look at those people!" Shen Yunzhou immediately pointed to the distance. Thousands of Divinity Transformation cultivators were racing towards a common direction, evidently knowing the location of the battlefield.
"Master Zhou? Oh my! It’s really Master Zhou!" A rough voice suddenly rang out.
And there was a middle-aged man in brown martial attire, trembling with excitement, taking a swift step towards them.
His complexion was flushed, fumblingly pulling out an imaging stone: "I’m Zhang Geng, your most loyal follower! Could I... could I take a photo with you?"
Only then did Zhou Qing realize he hadn’t worn his mask.
Just a moment ago, gathering with close friends at the inn naturally did not require concealment, and now he had rushed out in a hurry, forgetting about it.
Seeing the situation, Shen Yunzhou couldn’t help but smile playfully.
Zhou Qing awkwardly cupped his hands in return: "Friend Zhang, do you know where everyone is heading?"
Zhang Geng, in a fluster, activated the imaging stone, imprinting their figures inside, before explaining.
"Master Zhou might not know that in the past, foreign Spirit Severing Realm individuals often challenged the old emperor. The old emperor, with his benevolence, feared the collateral damage that battles at the Spirit Severing Realm might cause to innocents."
"Therefore, every time he would lead the battle to Wuxiang Mountain." He lowered his voice, "Several Spirit Severing Realm individuals have fallen there, the Resentment Forbidden Area is extremely terrifying."
Zhou Qing realized that the residents of the imperial city were long accustomed to such things.
"A young master Zhou already at Divinity Transformation Perfection, one day he will surely step into the Spirit Severing Realm!"
Zhang Geng’s eyes sparkled, eagerly saying: "Battles at the Spirit Severing Realm are extremely beneficial to cultivation! How about I show you the way?"
Zhou Qing pondered for a moment and then summoned a flying ship: "Then I’ll trouble you."
Zhang Geng leapt eagerly onto the deck, excitedly pointing repeatedly: "Head northwest! Eventually, you will see a range of blood-colored mountains!"
Zhou Qing nodded, immediately piloting the flying ship to break through the air.
On the deck, Zhang Geng frantically pulled out seven or eight imaging stones, capturing images from different angles:
"Master! Look at who is behind your disciple? It’s the real Master Zhou, the first Level 4 Array Master since the dawn of our Holy Martial Dynasty."
His voice trembled with excitement.
Then he switched to a fawning expression, speaking to another imaging stone: "Master Zhou, look over here, would you greet my fellow disciples and friends?"
Immediately afterward, his expression changed again, speaking through gritted teeth to the third imaging stone: "Xiao Yan! Thirty years east, thirty years west of the river, today I, Zhang Geng, declare!"
"Do you see the person beside me? I’m not pretending anymore, this is just the tip of my network! Now you know regret, right? Kneel and beg me!"
