Suddenly, Lu Yu heard whispers behind him; those people seed to be discussing sothing.
When he turned around, he found they had already stood on the sa side, walking toward him.
Seeing them, Lu Yu said expressionlessly, "What do you want?"
The person in the lead stared at the pocket where Lu Yu kept the Core of Space-Ti and said, "Saint Heir, why not share the treasure so everyone can survive?"
He kindly let these people stay here, yet they set their sights on the Core of Space-Ti, so they shouldn’t bla Lu Yu for not showing courtesy.
Lu Yu’s eyes narrowed, startling that person, realizing Lu Yu wouldn’t voluntarily hand over the treasure; he moved his hand and gave a signal for the others to take action.
Noticing the gesture, the others unleashed the Divine Soldiers, attacking Lu Yu.
They had long known Lu Yu’s frightening strength, so in this collective strike, they didn’t hold back at all.
As for the treasure in Lu Yu’s hands, they were confident it wouldn’t be destroyed in this attack.
Without hesitation, Lu Yu took out a wooden comb from his backpack and threw it at them while jumping back.
The crowd was baffled by Lu Yu’s reaction. What’s the aning of throwing a wooden comb at them?
No one paid attention to the wooden comb, which was engulfed in the attack, as the force continued to aim at Lu Yu.
Chirp! An extrely piercing screech sounded, and everyone felt their ears were about to go deaf. Imdiately, endless black hair surged forth, tearing their attack apart and coming to entangle them.
Faced with the sudden attack, everyone reacted swiftly, using their Divine Soldiers to slice through the oncoming black hair while retreating, letting others take the brunt of the attack.
When their Divine Soldiers struck the black hair, everyone was shocked; the hair was incredibly tough, and their Divine Soldiers couldn’t cut through it.
Even if soone had an exceptionally sharp Divine Soldier and barely cut a few strands of hair, the endless black hair was simply not sothing Divine Soldiers could sever.
Lu Yu stood on a stone fragnt that could only accommodate one person, watching as the small island below was shrouded in countless black hairs.
Occasionally, bursts of light would co from beneath the black hair, yet it never dispersed the hair.
To deal with the eerie and ominous wooden comb, one needed to attack its body; attacking the hair did no real damage.
After Lu Yu left, that fragnt of the world started to collapse, drifting down the river of ti. It wouldn’t be long before people on it had no foothold.
He didn’t look at the drifting fragnt again. In truth, he had long wanted to throw away the wooden comb, as the birth of the Bianhua couldn’t happen without it.
Seeing a larger fragnt floating toward him, Lu Yu jumped onto it. The Core of Space-Ti made the turbulent currents around Lu Yu calm, allowing him to travel freely.
Lu Yu even suspected that the Core of Space-Ti might be sothing taken from here by those Saint Ancestors.
Otherwise, the Core of Space-Ti wouldn’t be so compatible with this place.
Lu Yu noticed a figure moving quickly toward him, braving the danger, which startled him. Taking a closer look, it was Zhou Hong.
He frowned, thinking, "Could Zhou Hong be trying to snatch the Core of Space-Ti too?"
As Zhou Hong ca closer, Lu Yu noticed that a golden glow surged around him, isolating him from the turbulent currents without affecting him.
Lu Yu had an insight; Zhou Hong wasn’t here for the Core of Space-Ti because he had his own ans of self-protection.
"Lend a hand!" As Zhou Hong approached, he jumped onto the fragnt at Lu Yu’s feet and said gravely.
"Hmm?"
Seeing the doubt in Lu Yu’s eyes, Zhou Hong explained, "On the fragnt you were just on, there is a descendant of the royal family. Help extract his bloodline."
Fearing Lu Yu wouldn’t agree, he quickly added, "I’ve already told you how to acquire the Bianhua; you must help now."
Lu Yu looked at him, nodding slowly. Since he’d agreed to help Zhou Hong, it wasn’t good to refuse now. Besides, Zhou Hong had shown sincerity, and he hadn’t lied about the information concerning the Bianhua.
The two of them moved toward the small island where black hair danced wildly. Lu Yu felt a bit annoyed; couldn’t Zhou Hong have co earlier? Now he had to chase after him.
As they got closer, Lu Yu noticed that the wooden comb on the small island was vaguely being suppressed, and only three people were left.
One person emitted a golden radiance, similar to what surrounded Zhou Hong, but dimr.
He alone suppressed the majority of the wooden comb’s power, while the other two provided support.
Noticing soone approaching, he instinctively looked up. Seeing Lu Yu’s figure, Yan Beichong’s eyes flared with anger; earlier, he didn’t want to expose his identity, giving Lu Yu the chance.
If he had known from the start that Lu Yu held such a formidable item, he wouldn’t have hesitated to subdue Lu Yu imdiately.
He was confident that by unleashing his bloodline power, Lu Yu wouldn’t be his opponent.
The reason the wooden comb hadn’t been dealt with was purely that it was an eerie and ominous item, impossible to completely destroy.
When Lu Yu and Zhou Hong got closer, Yan Beichong noticed Zhou Hong behind him, showing a look of uncertainty. Why was Zhou Hong here too?
Could he also be after the treasure in Lu Yu’s hands?
He felt uneasy; if Zhou Hong contended with him, he might not stand a chance.
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