Chapter 1226: Chapter 367: A Heaven-Sent Opportunity, No Time to Lose, See You at the Usual Place!
Finally, he put on a fake smile and said, "Sun, isn’t the weather great today? Look at the surroundings... Oh right, don’t get me wrong, this one is just one of my many friends, we’re just traveling together..."
"Speaking of which, the Spirit Stones you owe me, it’s been four hundred thirty-seven years and eight months now, hasn’t it?"
...
Shen Yunzhou watched Zhang Geng pacing back and forth on the deck, his eyes twitching.
This kid’s ability to seize opportunities is even more refined than mine.
He was about to speak but then saw Zhou Qing with a deep frown, looking intently into the distance, lost in thought.
Suddenly, a hearty laughter exploded from the sky:
"Hahaha, you’re running pretty fast!"
The two looked up abruptly and saw Zhao Muye riding a Primordial Dragon Elephant, stepping through the air.
The giant elephant roared to the heavens, its thick trunk stirring up spatial ripples.
In an instant, the person and the elephant tore through the void and vanished.
"Well, looks like we’ll have to watch the fight from afar this time." Shen Yunzhou smacked his lips, looking grave. "A chaotic battle between four Spirit Severing Realm experts, any misstep could lead to catastrophic destruction..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qing’s expression suddenly changed. He took a piece of Cyan Jade Scroll from his Storage Bag.
Spiritual Patterns flowed over the Jade Scroll, which Sikong Yan had given him at the teahouse.
With a slight hesitation, he injected his Spiritual Power, and a line of text appeared:
[Heaven-sent opportunity, time waits for no one, see you at the old place!]
Zhou Qing’s eyes flickered, then he called out: "Zhang Daoist!"
"What instructions does Master Zhou have?" Zhang Geng quickly put away the Imaging Stone, ran over, and bowed.
"How long do such battles usually last with the Old Emperor?"
Zhang Geng pondered slightly, respectfully answering, "Master Zhou, it is difficult to predict the timing of victory and defeat. Some Spirit Severing Realm experts have battled the Old Emperor for months, while others have fled after just a few days when the situation turned unfavorable."
Zhou Qing nodded slightly: "I have other matters to attend to, so—"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Geng already understood, immediately clasping his hands: "Then Master Zhou, you go ahead, I won’t disturb you."
With that, he jumped off the Flying Ship, not forgetting to deeply bow before leaving.
Once he was gone, Zhou Qing suddenly accelerated the Flying Ship, dramatically changing direction once he reached a deserted area.
"What’s happened?" Shen Yunzhou furrowed his brow.
Zhou Qing said seriously, "If I can come back in time, I will definitely go to watch the battle. I have urgent matters to handle, please monitor the battle for me, and if possible, record it with the Imaging Stone."
Noting Zhou Qing’s grave expression, Shen Yunzhou solemnly nodded: "Don’t worry, I will keep a close eye on Yama’s life and death. No matter what you’re going to do... be careful!"
Said this, he raised his hand to release his earthy-yellow Flying Ship: "Take care."
Before his words were finished, he had already transformed into a stream of light, rushing away.
Zhou Qing then changed clothes and put on the Three-color Mask, turning his direction straight towards Jintian Palace.
Although this action seemed hasty, it was indeed a heaven-sent opportunity.
The Old Emperor was battling to the death with Yama, the palace defenses would be empty.
Even if there were still one or two Spirit Severing Realm experts guarding, with Sikong Yan there to handle them...
More importantly...
As long as I lend Sikong Yan a hand, the Random Sticker can continue to refresh.
"Opportunities must not be missed!"
Zhou Qing took a deep breath, eyes burning with determination beneath the mask.
...
Three hours later, a stream of light quietly entered Jintian Palace.
As soon as he landed, Sikong Yan greeted him with excitement on his face.
"You came quite quickly. Are you ready?"
Zhou Qing’s eyes flickered, and he lowered his voice to probe: "Are you sure the Old Emperor’s secret recipe is in the place you mentioned?"
"Hahaha!" Sikong Yan let out a low laugh, "You can be absolutely assured! We’ve got it this time!"
He suddenly restrained his smile, eyes gleaming, "No time to waste, let’s go!"
"Screech—"
With that, he clawed at the air with his five fingers, tearing a dark spatial crack open.
Violent spatial turbulence gushed out, distorting the surrounding Spiritual Qi.
Without hesitation, Sikong Yan leaped in, his figure swallowed by the darkness, leaving only an echo: "Follow closely!"
Zhou Qing looked at the unstable spatial crack, sighed lightly, and eventually stepped in...
