52: Chi Wutian

"Good, good, good!"

Wu Kuang was overjoyed; this was an unexpected bonus.

The Divine Moon Imperial Dynasty's strength was not weak, a force on par with a first-rate sect.

This wave was not a loss.

Gu Qingxuan reluctantly bid farewell to her father.

Gu Yuanhong, at this moment, felt no reluctance.

To be able to cultivate in such a sect was a great opportunity, and he insisted his daughter seize it well.

"Then, Fellow Daoist Gu, we shall depart first," Yu Linglong said softly.

"Alright, then I shall see you all off!"

Wu Kuang froze for a moment, as if he had encountered something awkward, and scratched his head.

Yu Linglong looked at him, puzzled: "What are you doing again? Why aren't you moving?"

"Sis... Senior Sister, um, how do we get back?"

The Ancestor didn't tell us how to return.

Are we supposed to fly back?

Wu Kuang was dumbfounded; they had arrived just fine, but couldn't go back!

Yu Linglong was also stunned upon hearing this.

Indeed, the Ancestor hadn't mentioned how they would return, so what now?

The Black Flood Dragon had already reverted to its original size from when they arrived, circling around the two of them, looking completely uninvolved.

For it, it didn't matter; flying was just flying.

Gu Yuanhong looked at the group strangely, not knowing what had happened, why there was no movement.

Just as Wu Kuang and the others were at a loss, a crack slowly opened in the space beside them, filled with spatial power.

Seeing this, the group quickly flew in, departing under Gu Yuanhong's jaw-dropping gaze.

What did he see? Space was torn open.

What level of powerhouse could achieve such a feat?

Even God-Emperor Realm magnates couldn't do it, could they?

For a moment, he was dumbfounded and bewildered.

Inside Lin Yan's courtyard in the Chang Sheng Sect, Wu Kuang and the others successfully returned.

The Black Flood Dragon, a step ahead, looked at Lin Yan and the Yellow Dog as if seeking praise.

It cautiously said, "I didn't fail my mission and successfully completed it.

Um, Master, can I also get that thing like the Fiery Dog?"

The "Fiery Dog" it referred to was Huodou, and "that thing" was the immortal spirit liquid that Huodou had told it about!

The true boundless fortune in heaven and earth!

Lin Yan chuckled, "Naturally.

Since you call me Master, I will certainly not mistreat you."

A purple-gold jade bottle appeared in his hand, emitting bursts of clear fragrance.

Everyone who inhaled it felt as if they were ascending to heaven in broad daylight, incomparably comfortable.

The Black Flood Dragon quickly took the jade bottle, carefully clutching it to its chest, treating it as a precious treasure, and scampered off to a corner of the courtyard.

Seeing this, Wu Kuang rubbed his hands, his eyes somewhat fervent.

Anything that the Black Flood Dragon treated with such care must be an extraordinary treasure.

He shamelessly said, "Ancestor, um, I want some too!"

Lin Yan looked at him with amusement and said faintly, "When you break through to the God-Emperor Realm, I will naturally give each of you a share.

Right now, your physiques are still a bit weak and cannot withstand it!"

"Ah?"

"God-Emperor Realm?"

Wu Kuang rubbed his nose, a little troubled.

He was still only at the early Spirit King Realm, and the God-Emperor Realm was a distant future.

However, since the Ancestor promised to save a share for them, he felt at ease.

After flattering him, he and Yu Linglong left with Gu Qingxuan.

Lin Yan mused that once the Chang Sheng Sect grew to a certain extent, he would let them enter a broader world for training, and in the future, they would also have a place in the central part of the continent.

In the central part of the continent, myriad races stood tall, countless powerful forces were stationed, resources were abundant, and it controlled the lifeline of the entire continent.

Spirit Kings were as numerous as dogs, God-Emperors walked everywhere, and only those in the Venerable Realm could be considered true powerhouses.

The current Chang Sheng Sect was still far from that, but he was not in a hurry.

The one thing he lacked least was time, and with his help, that day would surely arrive soon...

Inside the Golden Sword Sect, the Grand Elder of the Cang Lei Sect and the other dispatched individuals had gathered, their expressions solemn.

The Azure-robed Old Man's eyes were full of surprise.

According to the Grand Elder of the Cang Lei Sect, that Chang Sheng Sect was probably not inferior to their four top sects.

And it was very suitable as an ally to jointly face the hidden force.

He thought for a moment and slowly said, "So, do we actively ally with the other party or let them be?"

The Grand Elder of the Cang Lei Sect, as an experiencer, was the first to respond: "In my opinion, the other party has no conflict of interest with our four top sects.

It's better to form an invisible understanding, mutually non-interfering."

The Azure-robed Old Man nodded in agreement, and the others had no objections.

After all, this was at the Golden Sword Sect, and since its sect master had agreed, they naturally had nothing to say.

However, the atmosphere of the subsequent discussion became somewhat tense: who exactly was behind that hidden force?

...In the Chixue Sect, Chi Wutian was furious after receiving the news.

His repeated actions had been thwarted, time was running out, and his most capable subordinate had died.

His eyes gleamed with cold light as he walked into a secret chamber and took out a set of black robes and a pitch-black mask.

The black robes, compared to those of other Black Robed Men, only had additional golden patterns, and the mask was a terrifying, Ferocious face.

He no longer had the patience to let his remaining subordinates handle things and prepared to take action himself to complete the final step.

With a flick of his sleeves, he enveloped his body in the robes, and with the mask, his entire demeanor became even more sinister, like a demon from hell.

With a flicker, he disappeared from the Chixue Sect.

After their discussion, the Grand Elder of the Cang Lei Sect and the others did not slack off.

They each went to different regions to stand guard, preventing the hidden force from acting again.

What was different was that the lineup of the team was even stronger, consisting of one half-step peak, three late-stage, and eight mid-stage cultivators, adding three high-end combat powers.

Aside from him, the Grand Elders of the other sects were also equipped with the same lineup, divided into four small teams.

After Nangong Xiaotian returned, he was greatly surprised to learn that Wu Kuang and the others had actually taken over a first-rate imperial dynasty during their absence, knowing that they had only taken over two second-rate sects this time.

"Six, six, six!"

He couldn't help but use the phrase he had learned from the Yellow Dog!

Above a sect in the Eastern Region of the Eastern Continent, Chi Wutian, clad in a black robe with golden edges, gazed indifferently at the area below.

Below, palaces stood in clusters, and mist rose, truly a treasure land for cultivation.

Chi Wutian circulated his spiritual energy, and a finger hundreds of feet long slowly pointed downwards.

Below, the sect, upon seeing the gigantic finger reaching the sky, fell into chaos.

Dozens of powerhouses soared into the sky, various divine abilities and secret techniques bombarding the finger, yet they failed to impede it in the slightest.

They could only watch helplessly as the colossal finger crushed the sect-protecting array, then pressed down upon them with boundless might.

"Ah ah ah!"

For a moment, countless screams echoed through the sect.

Disciples with weaker cultivation couldn't withstand it even before the giant finger drew near, exploding into bursts of bloody mist!

The sect's high-ranking members were furious, their eyes splitting, and they all burned their spiritual energy, unleashing their full power in an attempt to resist, but ultimately, it was futile.

Boom!

Moments later, with a loud bang, mountains shattered, the earth shook, and the once peaceful and auspicious cultivation land was razed to the ground.

With a single finger, a first-rate sect was annihilated.

Chi Wutian was expressionless.

With a clawed hand, countless streams of vital essence flew up from the ruined sect and were collected by him.

With a flicker, he vanished!