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169: Endless green sea

When Xiao Zhuo reappeared, he was in Wan Hun City of Beilu Prefecture, a place extremely close to the Soul Refining Sect’s mountain gate; six hundred li to the west lay the Soul Refining Mountain Range.

The opening location of the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm was also in Beilu Prefecture, but it was in the eastern part of Beilu Prefecture.

Before even exiting the teleportation array, Xiao Zhuo’s golden-patterned blood robe had been replaced with a dark-colored robe, his long, jet-black hair bound by a jade crown, and he held a lavishly decorated sheathed longsword.

He was dressed impeccably like a Young Master from an aristocratic family.

His appearance had also changed back to Xiao Zhuo’s original face.

Not a trace of the Third Holy Son of the Blood Palace could be seen anymore.

The longsword in his hand was the High Grade Earth-Grade Demonic Sword, the Cold Blood Sword, which he had exchanged for with 100,000 contribution points.

Its power was extraordinary, and he had begun forging it before his seclusion; he had also exchanged for another long saber, Tian Zhan, which was no less formidable than the Cold Blood Sword.

The remaining contribution points were used to exchange for several exotic treasures.

The current Xiao Zhuo was no longer as impoverished as he was before becoming a Saint.

Even the dark robe he wore was a High Grade Earth-Grade Demonic Treasure, the Saint Robe, an Advanced item capable of withstanding a Mahayana stage attack without damage.

It also possessed the ability to transform.

If it weren't for Xiao Zhuo’s deliberate low-key travel this time, Ye Kongwu would undoubtedly have traveled in a Nine Dragon Chariot, with full pomp and circumstance.

His Divine Sense swept over the shadow beneath his feet, and Xiao Zhuo’s eyes flickered; this trip to the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm, he would definitely take down Dark Thirteen.

However, now was not the time to act.

Dark Thirteen possessed Peak Tribulation Stage Cultivation; although he could be killed now, it would be difficult to use the Soul Locking Seal to control his Divine Soul.

Only by entering the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm, accumulating more Attribute Points, and further increasing his Cultivation, preferably raising his soul infant to the sixth stage, would he have complete confidence.

Otherwise, acting rashly might lead to a falling out with Xue Qin.

With his current strength, facing the Blood Palace, he might only be able to escape the Blood Demon Realm.

He had already tasted the benefits of relying on a top-tier force and did not intend to fall out easily before reaching a point where he could contend with Blood Heaven.

Above the Tianyun Mountain Range in Beilu Prefecture, a streak of light streaked across the sky, stirring up rolling clouds.

Below were continuous mountain ranges; Beilu Prefecture was rich in mountains, forests, and lakes.

Xiao Zhuo had long memorized the map of the entire Blood Demon Realm and also knew the area where the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm manifested.

It was a place called the Boundless Green Sea, which, of course, was not a real sea, but a continuous emerald forest stretching for thousands of li.

As long as one carried a myriad ages token and entered it, once the Secret Realm appeared, the myriad ages token would automatically activate, forming a small teleportation array capable of transporting up to three people.

In Qingsong City, on the edge of the Boundless Green Sea, a young man with pink hair, dressed in a gray robe, was strolling through the city’s market.

Qiao Zimo frowned deeply; he had received a message from his master nine months ago, ordering him to arrive at the Boundless Green Sea a month in advance, so he had been there for half a month already.

According to Xiao Zhuo’s instructions, he had been preparing Medicinal Pills needed to enter the Secret Realm in Qingsong City and investigating some Prodigies who might enter the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm.

Although Qiao Zimo did not know his master’s intentions, he faithfully carried out his mission.

But starting yesterday, he noticed that someone in Qingsong City had targeted him.

At this moment, at least three Soul Transformation Divine Senses were constantly sweeping past him, and there was a high possibility of Void Refining Realm powerhouses lurking in the shadows.

Moreover, their Divine Sense was superior to his, because he could already feel a hint of danger, yet he had not detected the person secretly observing him.

This made him feel a subtle anxiety; he did not fear death, only worried about affecting his master because of himself.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, Qiao Zimo quickly walked down the street and darted into a restaurant; before the waiter could greet him, Qiao Zimo’s figure suddenly accelerated, passed through the front hall, swept into the back courtyard, and with a light push of his foot, he flipped over the wall and out.

As he moved, he had already activated the Desolate God Dao’s Qi concealment technique.

The three Soul Transformation Divine Senses instantly lost track of him.

But Qiao Zimo’s heart still felt a faint unease; he dared not hesitate in the slightest, his figure constantly moving through the alleys.

He wanted to sneak into the Boundless Green Sea, where there were many Demonic Beasts; his speed surpassed most Cultivators of the same stage, and he was confident he could shake off his pursuers, then hide in the Boundless Green Sea and wait for Xiao Zhuo to rendezvous.

As Qiao Zimo moved, a middle-aged man who had been strolling down the street with a birdcage showed surprise, then a playful smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He unhurriedly opened the birdcage, and a small bird, entirely dark green with a tuft of golden feathers on its head, chirped twice and flew out of the cage.

"To actually detect this old man's probing, Qiao Zimo is indeed worthy of being the former number one Disciple of the Outer Sect. But..." the middle-aged man muttered to himself, a hint of purple flashing in his eyes.

The small bird with golden feathers on its head flew into the sky and quickly spotted Qiao Zimo's figure, its tiny, bean-like eyes emitting a faint purple glow.

Qiao Zimo was getting closer and closer to the city gate, but he still felt a prickling sensation on his back.

However, he dared not gamble whether the other party would secretly act against him within Qingsong City; at this moment, the enemy was hidden while he was exposed. If he didn't lure them out of the city, he would be restless.

Noticing Qiao Zimo's path, the middle-aged man's gaze swept over three brocade-robed Cultivators eating noodles by the roadside, then with a push of his foot, he soared into the air.

The three of them also put down their noodle bowls without hesitation and followed closely behind.

The towering city gate of Qingsong City was in sight, but Qiao Zimo's taut nerves did not relax in the slightest.

He exerted force under his feet, his figure like a gray lightning bolt, and before the city guards could react, he had already darted out of the city gate, plunging into the vast, boundless, vibrant, yet dangerous Boundless Green Sea outside the city.

Ancient towering trees instantly blocked the sunlight, and the rich scent of vegetation mixed with decaying leaves and the musky smell of unknown beasts assailed him.

Qiao Zimo dared not linger, pushing the High Grade Earth-Grade escape technique, Lingxu Dun, which he had obtained from a Secret Realm, to its limit, weaving through gnarled tree roots and low-hanging vines, his figure almost merging with the shadows of the forest.

However, the feeling of being watched, like thorns on his back, not only did not disappear but became even clearer, like a maggot clinging to bone!

"Hmph, little mouse, you run quite fast!"

A cold snort, like a peal of thunder, exploded in front of Qiao Zimo.

The middle-aged man with the birdcage had, at some unknown point, blocked his path on a horizontal branch of a giant tree, his eyes as cold as knives. It was none other than the Desolate God Dao’s Outer Sect Elder, Miao Li!

Behind him, three brocade-robed figures landed silently, forming a triangular formation that subtly surrounded Qiao Zimo. They were the three Late Stage of Spirit Transformation Outer Sect Elders.

Even more chilling was a piercing eagle cry from above, an eagle with a wingspan of nearly ten zhang, completely dark green with a tuft of golden feathers on its head, circling above the treetops, its sharp eagle eyes locked onto the ground below. It was Miao Li’s Void Refining Realm Demonic Beast pet, the Azure Feather Eagle King!

"Miao Li!" Qiao Zimo’s pupils constricted, instantly recognizing the person and realizing who had been secretly observing him. Miao Li was of the same clan as the Desolate God Dao Disciple whose myriad ages token he had seized earlier, and behind him stood Inner Sect Elder Miao Kun!

That old monster with whom he had formed a mortal enmity when, during a Desolate God Dao mission, Miao Kun's son had provoked him and was subsequently killed, revealing his myriad ages token!

"Traitor Qiao Zimo, by order of Elder Miao, I will seize your Divine Soul and bring you back to the Sect!" Miao Li's voice was chillingly cold, without any superfluous words, "Act!"

Before his words finished, the three Soul Transformation Elders simultaneously erupted! Their muscles bulged, and their Qi and blood surged like wolf smoke into the sky, clearly experts in the Desolate God Dao’s Body Refining Cultivation Technique.

Fists, palms, and claws tore through the air, accompanied by piercing whooshing sounds, sealing off Qiao Zimo’s left, right, and rear paths, cooperating with seamless precision.

Above, the Azure Feather Eagle King furiously flapped its wings, and countless solidified green wind blades, like a torrential downpour, poured down, covering all of Qiao Zimo's dodging space!

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