569: Wan Hua You Chun Valley... Wait for me

"Here!" Sha Wuji straightened up with a jolt, but his heart was extremely uneasy.

What about the funding this time? Where's the funding? The Sect Master didn't seem to mention a single word about money!!!

"You will take the lead and be responsible for this matter! You will centrally command and coordinate all Demonic Path intelligence resources in the Eastern Region!"

Heart Without Demonic Intent didn't even look at his lava-like hand, which was slightly trembling due to his guilt,

"At the critical moment! Someone must be present on the front line to hold the fort!

In that case... Didn't Wan Bulei just come out of seclusion and stabilize his Void Refinement Mid-stage Realm?

Have him take the 'Breaking Evil Secret Token' I issued and secretly infiltrate Hegemonic Summer!

He must personally find Mad Extremity! Tell him to get moving! Just say..."

A flash of blood-red killing intent crossed Heart Without Demonic Intent's eyes:

"...If he doesn't want to be thrown into the Nine Nether Demonic Prison by this Seat and refined into a sacrificial Puppet for ten thousand years... find the person for me! No matter what method you use!!"

"Oh, and also Hundred Refinements. The last mission this Sect gave him—to achieve a Breakthrough in the Northern Region—was a complete mess. Tell him to fully support Mad Extremity."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Sha Wuji quickly bowed and accepted the order, truly daring not to be negligent this time!

In his heart, besides lighting a row of candles for his Eldest Disciple Wan Bulei, who had just entered seclusion to stabilize his Realm, he could only pray for the Saintess's safe return... Meanwhile, tens of thousands of miles away, on the edge of the Dragon Fall Canyon where the destructive collision had just concluded.

Plop!

Yao Delong could no longer hold on, and his single knee slammed heavily onto the ground!

The soul devouring true spirit sword was deeply inserted into the scorching rocky ground, serving as a supporting crutch.

His face was as pale as gold foil, and his body was covered in crisscrossing golden-red cracks.

Streams of scalding Divine Fire Qi and blood uncontrollably leaked out of his severely injured Acupoints and Meridians as if incontinent,

Causing the scorched earth beneath him to sizzle and smoke. The Origin of his Qi and blood, forcibly sustained by two consecutive yimu azure spirit pills, was like a tightly drawn, shattered bowstring.

After forcefully enduring the move "World Dust: Star Condensation" and activating Heart Sword Without Trace, it was nearly broken completely!

Even the Great Sun Divine Fire burning within him could only huddle near the dim light of his Primordial Spirit, barely maintaining a spark of unextinguished flame, causing his repair efficiency to plummet by more than ninety percent!

A true... state of exhaustion!

He endured the excruciating pain of his Primordial Spirit tearing deep within his Sea of Consciousness, along with an infinite desire for sleep—

That final, overloaded Heart Sword Without Trace had completely exhausted his last shred of Divine Thought!

"Cough... cough..." He gasped heavily, like a broken bellows.

His left hand trembled as he reached, with painful familiarity yet immense effort, into the ordinary Storage Pouch at his waist—

Which was, strikingly, the one used for daily necessities—

He pulled out a palm-sized, purple-gold Talisman flowing with intricate runes and Dao Laws—the Thousand-Mile Flowing Light Transmission Talisman!

He didn't know where Qiong Shuang had taken Luo Yan! Or if they were safe!

If he didn't meet up with them and find an absolutely secret location to heal his wounds and re-condense his nearly shattered Divine Fire Origin... he truly feared that his last thread might snap completely at any moment!

Relying on his last trace of meager magic power, he forcibly imprinted location information, carrying intense will fluctuations, into the core of the Talisman!

"Qiong Shuang... safe... with Luo Yan... go to... Ten Thousand Flowers Spring Roaming Valley... wait for me... do not worry... do not fret... protect well..."

The Divine Thought imprint was extremely vague, chaotic, and intermittent!

It was practically just a copied fragment of thought forcibly condensed right before his shattered will broke!

Crush it!

The Talisman silently burst apart!

It transformed into an abnormally dim, tiny purple-gold thread of light that was nearly vanishing into the Void fluctuations,

struggling to tear open a seam and drill into the deep-layer spatial turbulence channel... vanishing without a trace!

...Above the vast Yunlan Mountain Range in the eastern part of the Hegemonic Summer Dynasty.

A powerful and overbearing stream of White Dragon Qi, carrying the chilling pressure of the Dragon Clan, swept up another relatively calm and gentle Golden Core radiance,

Tearing through the thick clouds and speeding through the air toward the heartland of the Dynasty!

There were terrifying cracks on the snow-white Spirit Scale Armor covering Qiong Shuang's massive Dragon body!

Enduring the residual power of the peripheral shockwave at the last moment caused her internal organs to shake violently.

But her massive Dragon eyes were filled with anxiety! Her huge Dragon claws carefully protected the only area on her back—

Luo Yan, who was pale and weak, but whose eyes were exceptionally firm and focused!

She had also suffered the impact of less than half a wave of residual power.

If Qiong Shuang's powerful true body hadn't blocked ninety percent of the impact and Yao Delong hadn't given her several Substitute Life-Saving Talismans beforehand, she would have long turned to ash!

Suddenly!

A faint buzzing vibration sounded from Luo Yan's embrace!

A Yao Delong Aura Connection Talisman, which she had hastily tucked into her bosom during the chaos, instantly exploded! Its inner meaning activated!

Buzz—!!

A wave of magic power, clearly weakened to the extreme, with some characters overlapping and distorted, almost illegible, mixed with a wave of weak Divine Thought, instantly struck the Sea of Consciousness of the two women!

'Qiong Shuang... are you unharmed?... take Luo Yan... to... Ten Thousand Flowers... Spring Roaming Valley... meet... I am also... not... severely injured...'

The intermittent nature of the Divine Thought transmission and the scattered handwriting caused the two women on the Dragon's back to be greatly shaken!

Qiong Shuang's massive Dragon body suddenly froze in mid-air, letting out an uneasy low roar that shook the mountains!

Although the location wasn't clearly specified... the characters "Ten Thousand Flowers Spring Roaming Valley" were weak but exceptionally clear!

"Ooh..." She subconsciously looked at the startled and uncertain Luo Yan in her embrace.

"I can sense it..." Luo Yan transmitted her mental response almost without hesitation, her heart trembling but her jaw set in determination:

"Ten Thousand Flowers Spring Roaming Valley... I know where it is! It's deep within the Great Marsh at the southernmost tip of the Dynasty!

It borders the Misty Forest on the edge of the Xuan Ye Dynasty! It's a place where flowers bloom all year round! I... went there while traveling!"

A subtle, mysterious golden pattern flashed in her eyes. Information regarding the distant southern location, the strange valley entrance,

and complex route guidance was involuntarily stripped away, extracted, and transmitted to the White Flood Dragon Qiong Shuang, whose emotions were greatly fluctuating!

"Roar!" Qiong Shuang let out a high-pitched Dragon roar, and her huge Dragon eyes, tired, slightly red, and almost tearful, burst forth with fiery light!

She suddenly lashed her massive Dragon tail! Abandoning any thought of rushing to the Yin Yang Sect for rescue!

The White Flood Dragon, carrying rolling Dragon clouds and surging Water Origin Flowing Fire Protective Aura, became like a crimson arrow released from the bowstring!

She abruptly turned south! Tearing through the sky and flying away!

Destination—Ten Thousand Flowers Spring Roaming Valley!

At this moment, on the edge of the hundred-mile-wide massive crater in Dragon Fall Canyon that swallowed everything.

The smoke and dust had not fully dispersed, and the remaining hot wind swirled the crystallized Law ashes across the charred ground.

"Damn it..." He groaned, then fiercely smashed a fist onto a scorching black boulder beside him!

Poof! The boulder instantly turned to dust!

Using this to vent the immense vulnerability brought by his exhaustion and the soul devouring fatigue.

The aftershock of the battle was still causing terrifying impacts above Jinling City, a hundred miles away.

Heaven knows if any Void Refining or Body Integration level Old Monsters are rushing here to investigate? He absolutely couldn't stay here long!

Propping up his last shred of clear consciousness, he unhesitatingly raised a Golden Escape Light that was dim to the extreme!

Without direction! He only sought to flee far from the core of the battlefield!

After flying only a few hundred miles, he crashed headlong into a dangerous, deserted region covered in wind-eroded ancient cliffs!

His Divine Sense barely managed to sweep past a narrow fissure hidden in a corner of a Ten Thousand Ren Sheer Cliff.

Boom!

He crashed directly into it! And slammed his backhand deeply into the entrance of the cave!

Several Formation Foundation Runes, pre-carved onto Spirit Stones, were fiercely pressed into the stone wall by him! Buzz!

A layer of Restriction light, weak but extremely restrained, isolating Divine Sense probing and carrying the disguise of chaotic spatial nodes, flashed, and the entrance vanished!