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nAfter three days search, Luo Jianqing and Yu Qingzi finally found the travel-worn Huo Mingzi. He was crunching on a small island, fixing his gaze on a blossoming flower. When he saw Luo Jianqing and Yu Qing coming, he flickered his sleeve and said, “I will go back when the its buds completely open!”

nYu Qingzi said angrily, “You told me you came here to search Xuan Lingzi and Jianqing, but you are loafing here!”

nHuo Mingzi was baffled. He rubbed his head and said, “Oh, I was just so thrilled to see the Feng Hui Flower that I forgot about it. No, no, actually, I was thinking that if the flower blossomed, I could use it as the core to make a new instrument, which might help me to find Xuan Lingzi!”

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nYu Qingzi was surprised, “What instrument are you making? You can use the flower to locate a person?”

nHuo Mingzi said, “You’ll see tomorrow. Shh! Don’t talk, it’s about to fully blossom. The flower is extremely timid, don’t scare it. It’s my first time to make an instrument with the Feng Hui Flower, I don’t want to spoil this chance of a life-time…”

n“You should go to search Xuan Lingzi now!”

n“Yes, sure, I know! Just let me finish the stuff with this flower and I’ll find him.”

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nSir Yu Qingzi sneered and landed on the island with Luo Jianqing. Both she and Luo Jianqing didn’t believe that Sir Huo Mingzi could make the so-called “locating” instrument with a flower, but the Feng Hui Flower was indeed rare. If Sir Huo Mingzi hadn’t noticed it, maybe Sir Yu Qingzi would even covet it.

nSir Yu Qingzi said, “Jianqing, the Feng Hui Flower is extremely valuable. What a pity it was first found by Huo Mingzi.”

nLuo Jianqing nodded, “I see.”

nSir Yu Qingzi turned to him with confusion and asked, “Jian Qing, aren’t you not even a little bit curious about it?”

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nThe handsome cultivator turned around and looked at Sir Yu Qingzi with a poised face. He didn’t wear any smile, nor could he forge any smile, “Sir, I am just anxious to find my master and know whether he is well. In my whole life, I have never been so regretted like now. Why did I come to the Northern Land of Arctic? Why did I put my master and my best friend in great danger? Sir, how can I have curiosity about anything else?”

nLooking at fatigue Luo Jianqing, Sir Yu Qingzi slowly widened her eyes. She opened and shut her mouth, unspeaking.

nThey just sat aside, and Luo Jianqing just lowered his head. After a long time, Sir Yu Qingzi said with a low voice, “Jianqing, you seem to be…very intimate with your master?”

nLuo Jianqing nodded slightly, not thinking too much.

nYet Sir Yu Qingzi frowned and gazed at him with confusion.

nAt the same time, in the Ku Mountain Range, the battle between two spiritual powers continued. Waves of nihility power spread out from Xuan Lingzi and lapped against the mountain walls, making the hills shake.

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nA trickle of blood oozed from Xuan Lingzi’s lips. He furrowed his brows with face getting paler.

nAs the day darkened, the battle appeared to be endless.

nIf Xuan Lingzi won, he could make significant breakthrough in adversity and gain new bond; if he lost, all of his efforts would be wasted and he would be devoured by his own power.

nIn the mountain range, all hills fell into stillness, exhibiting no difference from any ordinary hills in the world. But the lofty Ku Mountain on the farthest east still erected in a majestic manner, overshadowing all the other hills, with horrible pressure constantly spilling over from it.

nThe Fiend Realm, Fiend Palace.

nQin Siyi had been kneeling on one knee for five days in face of a grand and magnificent hall. When the gate of the hall slowly opened, Qin Siyi immediately raised his head, but in the next second, he had strained his eyes in great shock. He hurriedly stood up and supported the man walking out of the hall.

nThe Fiend Exalt had have no color in cheeks, and his red clothes seem to have been faded. The powerful and horrible Fiend Exalt that Luo Jianqing had seen three years ago was too weak to keep his feet now. A trickle of blood streamed down from his mouth, setting his skin off to paleness.

nQin Siyi said in a low voice, “Qi Luo and Guihe have reached the Northern Land of Arctic. Your Exalt, you are badly wounded, so you don’t have to worry about those things. I am at your disposal if I can be of service.”

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nThe Fiend Exalt released Qin Siyi’s hands and walked ahead. However, just after one step, he was about to fall again. Qin Siyi quickly supported him, and the latter didn’t refuse the help of his subordinate this time.

nHe slowly looked up at the blood-red sky of the Fiend Realm.

nIt had no sunlight or clouds, just the vivid redness that had shrouded the sky for thousands of years, as if it were painted with the blood of countless people. The mottled and hideous color spread all over the sky, diffusing repressive vibe.

nAfter a long gaze, Mo Qianqiu asked in a hoarse voice, “How much time that I have?”

nQin Siyi lowered his head and replied, “The Blood Spirit Skill consumed one hundred years of your life, and now you have one hundred and ninety-seven years to go.” During the one hundred and ninety-seven years, Mo Qianqiu couldn’t use too much spiritual power, nor could he bear too much strain, as all his spiritual power could only be used at the expense of his own life.

nQin Siyi didn’t tell him that, but the Fiend Cultivator in red knew everything.

nThey stood in front of the Grand Hall. After a long time, Mo Qianqiu flickered his sleeves and pushed Qin Siyi away, trying hard to walk alone.

nHowever, just as he entered the hall, he fell onto the ground. Qin Siyi wanted to help him, but Mo Qianqiu shouted weakly, “Get away!” Qin Siyi stopped immediately, looking at the Fiend Exalt lying on the ground in a mess. The man who had been arrogant and rampant for thousands of years now was trapped on the ground, and his white face was stained by a cloud of dust. He began to spit blood, as if all the blood in his body was gushed out.

nA day later, the Fiend Exalt closed the hall and began to cultivate.

nQin Siyi sent his messenger to the Northern Land of Arctic to keep others updated. Meanwhile, he vigilantly examined all the Fiend Cultivators in the Palace. He swore to comb out traitors and tear them into pieces.

nHowever, no one knew that the Four Grand Demon Exalts gathered together again in the Demon Realm.

nThe Exalt Hao Ming asked with a hoarse voice, “Is Xuan Lingzi really trapped in the Northern Land of Arctic and unable to get out?”

nThe Exalt Yin Ji replied with a soft and seductive voice, “Of course, that’s only too true.”

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nThe Exalt Xing Wei laughed out vigorously, “Then it’s time for us to launch a counterattack to the Xuan Tian Continent!”

nYin Ji echoed, “We should start the battle without hesitation.”

nHao Ming nodded, “A grand battle is what we need now!”

nXing Wei laughed out again.

nThree of them turned to the depth of darkness, from which came a profound sigh.

nThe Supreme Demon Exalt said calmly, “Then let the battle start.”

nOne day later, Yin Ji sat on her exclusive seat in a seductive and fascinating manner, but the words she was going to said were cold and brutal, “The armies from the Tenth Ocean to the Thirteenth Ocean directly land at the Thirteenth Ocean and immediately launch an offensive against the Fiend Realm; the armies from the Fifth Ocean to the Ninth Ocean march straight to the Cen State, Ming State and Zhao State, warding the Towering Ocean Breaking Array; the armies from the First Ocean to the Fourth Ocean detour to the Yun State, and… slaughter all the live things you see!”

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