252: plateau

Now, a few years have passed, and I am already his grandmother.

Cough, cough… This change in status made Yao Yue feel a bit amused.

Wang Dong exchanged a few simple words.

Yao Yue then returned to the palace, not wanting to disturb Wang Yusheng's enlightenment of the Dao.

But today, his cultivation had already grown significantly.

Even within the Wang Family, he was among the top tier.

He had already reached the Heavenly God Realm.

A holy radiance constantly enveloped his body.

Just like in the past, it could shield him from the Divine Thought perception of others.

He himself seemed to be integrated with the Myriad Dao, capable of wielding the power of the Great Dao with a flick of his hand.

He could condense a whip of the Great Dao, and his combat power was absolutely top-notch.

However, as a woman, she did not like to fight.

Moreover, in recent years, in the Endless Sea, her life had been even more comfortable.

She spent her days tending to and burying flowers, drinking tea, and playing the zither.

It seemed as if she had returned to those days in the Yaochi Holy Land.

However, life was, after all, a bit different now.

Yao Yue's fair white hand gently caressed her lower abdomen.

Within it, a life was being nurtured.

The talent of this life was unprecedented.

So powerful that it was almost universally believed to possess the potential to achieve the Dao.

Even though he had not yet appeared.

Wang Dong, on the other hand, left a special film around Wang Yusheng.

This was to ensure, as much as possible, that he remained in a state of enlightenment, undisturbed by the outside world.

After this, he simply turned and left.

He walked towards the central control room of the warship.

He sent out a streak of light, propelling the warship to glide towards the horizon.

Wearing a green robe, he leaned against the mast, gazing into the distance.

He seemed to see the North Pole Plateau, their destination this time.

However, his heart was also incredibly complex.

There was excitement, as he was about to become a father.

This might be his first time in two lifetimes.

There was also some complexity; this child came somewhat unexpectedly.

And it brought no small amount of trouble.

He was not afraid of trouble.

What he truly worried about was whether they could safely get through this time.

How many people would make a move, and would there be Great Saints forcibly reviving from their slumber?

There were too many uncertain factors.

Even if Wang Dong was invincible in his Realm, suppressing the entire world so that no one dared to claim supremacy, he still felt some worry in his heart.

Three days passed in a flash.

The warship had already left the Endless Sea, crossed the Eastern Barrens, and entered the Central Continent.

The Spiritual Qi here was even more vibrant, and beautiful and magnificent mountains and rivers could often be seen.

It was much better than some prosperous areas in the Eastern Barrens.

The Central Continent, the central region of the Five Regions.

Innumerable Ancient aristocratic families and Ancient Dynasties with ancient legacies existed here.

It was a place of outstanding people and abundant resources. It had produced countless great figures who left behind immortal Dao traditions.

These traditions are still passed down to this day.

Wang Dong looked down, pondering that one day, he might also set foot on this land.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp gust of wind approaching from his side.

To be precise, this gust of wind was not obvious; it was integrated with the entire Void Realm.

If he hadn't cultivated the special Qian Zi Secret, his Divine Soul would be exceptionally powerful.

He nearly failed to detect it.

This gust of wind carried killing intent.

He could feel a sharpness within it.

Wang Dong raised his hand.

The next moment, a sword tip was exposed in the air.

Immediately after, the Void Realm shattered, and three figures appeared one after another.

They were assassins!

From The Mortal World?

Perhaps related to the Ruthless Ones Successor.

Wang Dong's mind raced with thoughts.

He raised his hand and sent out a beam of light, crushing all the figures.

Only the fishy smell of blood and flesh remained in the air.

But it vanished in an instant.

The warship's speed was too fast.

Wang Dong looked into the distance.

He hadn't expected that his departure would ultimately alarm certain people.

He wondered how much more trouble awaited them on the remaining journey to the North Pole Plateau this time?

Of course, Wang Dong was fearless.

In this entire world, he couldn't claim to be truly invincible yet.

But as long as those few Great Saints didn't make a move, he was confident he could protect the mother and child.

Although Wang Dong's movements were very light, they still startled Yao Yue.

She emerged from the palace, her lotus-like steps light, her figure graceful.

A hint of surprise was on her face.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

As she spoke, she looked around.

However, she saw nothing.

Wang Dong's movements just now were too fast, and after killing the people, he directly crushed them into a bloody mist.

In a flash, it drifted away behind them.

Naturally, she saw nothing.

However, she still keenly sensed something.

A heaviness settled in her heart.

They hadn't even reached the place of childbirth yet, and they had already encountered danger on the way?

But what truly made her a bit curious was whether the people were coming for her or for Wang Dong?

If it was the former, it was understandable, but if it was the latter, then they would have to consider whether the news of her childbirth had already been exposed?

One must know that not many people currently knew she was pregnant.

The Yaochi Holy Land was the first to know.

But the Yaochi Holy Land seemed to have no reason to do such a thing.

After all, she had once served as the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and they had chosen not to help her in the past, considering the overall situation.

Now, they shouldn't be obstructing her.

And very few people in the Wang Family knew about her illness.

It was baffling.

So, there was a high probability that they were targeting Wang Dong.

She also felt some worry in her heart.

If two matters collided, it would likely lead to even greater unforeseen changes.

Compared to the worry in her heart, Wang Dong was incredibly calm.

He looked a bit lazy, as if he didn't see what was about to happen.

He smiled gently at Yao Yue.

"Nothing, just saw a few bugs, crushed them casually."

After speaking, Wang Dong directly stood on the mast.

He intended to suppress all those with ill intentions.

Of course, the main people he faced were from The Mortal World.

This ancient assassin Legacy, achieving the Dao through killing.

He was the most famous person in the world now.

He was afraid it would provoke some powerful Half-Saints to act, and there might even be true Saints.

Legend has it that this terrifying assassin Holy Land once used a Half-Saint to assassinate a Great Saint.

And she ultimately succeeded.

The fundamental reason for her success was their unparalleled assassination techniques and a divine art of concealment.

It was quite troublesome.

Bathed in saint blood, stepping onto the Sage Way.

Wang Dong could easily guess why these three Half-Saints came with killing intent.

With Wang Dong's powerful presence, although there were many people with ill intentions along the way, they immediately dispelled their thoughts before even acting.

They journeyed north.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the North Pole Plateau.

Icebergs were everywhere, connected like an endless, continuous giant frost Dragon.

It roared towards the sky at the end of the world.

It was incredibly magnificent.

And in the vast expanse of white, cold winds howled, chilling to the bone.

Even the air just exhaled would instantly turn into ice shards and fall to the ground.