Chapter 993: Chapter 645: What’s Your Identity to Compare Boundaries with _2 Chapter 993: Chapter 645: What’s Your Identity to Compare Boundaries with _2 “Is there sothing wrong?”
Seeing a subtle change in Shen Yi’s expression, Ye Jing looked on with so curiosity.
Even when faced with the Immortal Official before, Officer Shen had never shown any sign of emotional fluctuation.
“…”
Shen Yi slowly folded the letter and looked outside.
Having been out for so ti, his understanding of the Bodhi Sect had long surpassed what it was initially.
It was a force far beyond his imagination.
Having taken their possessions and killed their disciples, it would not be so easy to get away from them. To be hunted down was the norm.
He just hadn’t expected Master Zhi Kong to actually send him a warning.
Under normal circumstances, Shen Yi would undoubtedly have retreated first and waited for Ye Lan, who could truly control the situation, to return.
But now—
This vast Jianyang Prefecture was ho to a large group of old friends.
“Send a ssage to ng Xiuwen, and ask to et him.”
Shen Yi was not a conceited person. He had personally experienced the strength of the disciples of the Bodhi Sect. Not to ntion confronting soone of a higher Boundary, even a duel within the sa Boundary with his current foundation might be uncertain.
ng Xiuwen, who had slain the master of the Bear Demon, was undoubtedly strong in his own right and perhaps the only person Shen Yi could truly rely on now.
Although it was his private feud with the Bodhi Sect,
they were colleagues after all. The mighty Divine Dynasty wouldn’t just stand by and watch its own Demon Slayer Officer get beaten to death right under their noses.
“Okay!”
Ye Jing instantly understood the severity of the situation and wasted no more words. With a gesture, Spiritual Light darted out the door.
She went out the door, surveyed the surroundings, and finding nothing unusual, she led the way downstairs.
The inn was packed, the street as noisy as ever.
“Officer Shen, I have a bad feeling.”
Ye Jing slowed her pace through the crowd and crouched down to pick up a fruit still wet with water droplets from a street vendor’s stall.
“Would you like a taste?” The vendor’s smiling face slightly eased the Demon Slayer’s doubts.
She returned a faint smile and put the fruit back.
“It’s probably just being paranoid.” Ye Jing let out a slight breath, perhaps recent events had her seeing ghosts: “Let’s go find ng Xiuwen.”
She continued walking but noticed that Officer Shen was still standing still. She looked back at him with puzzlent.
Shen Yi was quietly watching ahead.
Two won, one dressed in dark attire and the other in a white skirt, both with a celestial beauty, strolled past with fresh curiosity about this land of the Divine, discussing the differences between Jianyang Prefecture and Qingzhou.
Then, they simply brushed past.
“Tsck.”
Shen Yi closed his eyes; it was the sa trick as always, but what really made him helpless was that back then, he was at the Dao Realm and it was understandable that he couldn’t see through the illusion. Now, having reached the True Immortal Perfect Realm and even with General Yan Lan’s tuning, his Cultivation was perfect and yet he still couldn’t see through it.
The disciples of the Three Religions were indeed beyond the understanding of most.
The mont Shen Yi closed his eyes, the surrounding street imdiately emptied, and a wisp of Spiritual Light transford into a withered leaf, floating gently down at their feet.
Ye Jing abruptly looked down, staring intently at the leaf.
It was the ssage she had sent to ng Xiuwen, intercepted silently without a trace.
Almost instantly, her hand was on the hilt of her sword at her waist, a blinding white light beginning to accumulate as she tried to use her True Immortal Cultivation to break the illusion.
However, the white light seeping from the sword scabbard retreated as fast as it had erupted, like an ebbing tide.
A barely detectable glimr of Jin Guang landed in the crevice, preventing her from even drawing her sword.
“Officer Shen, run!”
Ye Jing’s face paled, a rare sight. Jin Guang could overpower Myriad Laws; this was the Bodhi Sect!
As mbers of the Demon Slayer Bureau, they were always prepared for the Three Religions’ retribution.
And this person seeking retribution dared to make such a daring move, attacking within the heart of the Divine Dynasty’s prefecture, obviously not for so petty grudge.
But she truly didn’t rember any offense Jianyang Prefecture might have committed against the Bodhi Sect, no chance to even respond.
In the next mont, the familiar street faded away.
It beca a majestic hall, with empty altars on either side, and at the very front stood an indescribable, venerable Golden Body statue.
Its robust body was so perfect not a single flaw could be found.
Behind it followed equally massive dragons and tigers.
The dragon poised to soar, the tiger on the hunt, both entwined in heavy chains that were secured to the body of the deity.
Underneath the altars were four ditation cushions.
Two already had figures seated upon them, limbs forcefully twisted into a posture of contrition and fixed in place with sharp implents.
“You have sinned, and you must cleanse yourself with piety.”
The indifferent voice echoed, morphing into a roaring command in an instant!
“Kneel!”
The echoes of the command reverberated through the hall.
The two figures on the cushions convulsed violently, their faces distorted in abject misery and tears, “We haven’t seen anything, we haven’t noticed anything, Master, this is a misunderstanding!”
Before the words ended, the man’s head burst open!
A bloodied iron rod was planted into the ground.
The female cultivator from Purple Cloud Sect lost her voice imdiately, her features twisted as she fixed her eyes on the newly appeared pair of worn sandals, not even daring to look at the owner of the sandals.
“Did you really not see anything?”
The ascetic monk bent down slowly, and the woman let out a piercing scream, “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
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