In the silent forest, nothing happened.
"At least... the Master of Black Blood didn’t co down and annihilate directly, which is the best possible outco."
"But I am even more certain that when I ascend, He will definitely appear... and devour ."
"Even now, am I also being watched by Him, or should I say... being cooked to so extent?"
Zhong Shenxiu looked at his arm, the black veins, though faint, were startling.
Even though he had transford into divine dark power within him, he could not expel it.
"If I go by Yan Han’s evaluation, my Primordial Pill was also made through external forces; my foundation is mixed, and my future achievents will be limited, right?"
Zhong Shenxiu gave a bitter smile, then took a deep breath, "But it doesn’t matter, that blind sage even said I couldn’t break through the Primordial Pill!"
"Is this... reality? It seems I’ve fallen quite thoroughly."
He stood up, looked around, and couldn’t help but sigh.
After these events, he needed to consider how to deal with the Federation.
But... with so many council mbers dead at once, could the Federation even continue to exist?
"At least... the Prohibition is definitely screwed, it really is the expected developnt..."
Zhong Shenxiu lost himself in a smile, suddenly felt sothing, and quickly turned around.
A pure white woman’s face was right in front of him.
Half of her face was normal, while the other half resembled an unfinished, grotesque, and blurred sculpture.
"Save ..."
Her lips slowly moved, uttering a plea for help.
"I’ll save you now!"
Zhong Shenxiu’s palm covered with scales, fiercely slapped downwards.
Boom!
In front of him, a massive palm imprint appeared, terrifying shockwaves continually spreading outwards like a natural disaster!
Amidst the rising dust, the half woman who resembled a plaster statue disappeared without a trace.
Just like her appearance, so silently, enough to drive one insane.
"Hallucination?"
Zhong Shenxiu looked at the black vein patterns on his arm and suddenly laughed, "Is this the... ’fate’ that longevity bearers carry? Although they enjoy a prolonged life, they are always accompanied by illusions, and one day, they will be completely broken by hallucinations and madness, turning into the favorite food state of the Evil Gods?"
...
Half an hour later.
Zhong Shenxiu now knew where he was, the Sendeke Great Forest, located in the southernmost part of the Federation.
A far distance from Byron City.
He thought about it and didn’t travel through the real world but instead, with a thought, entered the Spirit Realm.
At this mont, the vast Spirit Realm was clearly divided into five layers in his eyes, marked by the four Dao Marks: the Door of Darkness, the Pure White Wilderness, the Crimson River, and the Golden Sky Tower.
Even without a beacon, he could easily locate himself, no longer fearing getting lost.
He could even appear at any place, no longer obstructed by the Dao Marks.
"I rember when I first reached the Spirit Realm, it was here, right?"
Zhong Shenxiu stepped forward, effortlessly twisting nurous spatial distances in the Spirit Realm, and arrived in a desolate city.
This was the spot where he first entered the Spirit Realm.
"And the corresponding real-world area should be the bar in Byron City..."
Then, he returned from the Spirit Realm to reality, arriving above the ruins of the Whisperer Bar.
"’Perfected ones’ can enter the Spirit Realm in physical form, but only ’longevity’ bearers can truly locate the Spirit Realm, use its characteristics, complete spatial teleportation, and then return to another real-world coordinate, achieving a teleport-like effect."
This kind of effect, Zhong Shenxiu had actually heard about before, like the Nightingale Family’s ’Gate’!
He straightened his collar, walked out of the ruins, and saw a large number of workers clearing the rubble.
Among them, there were even many won and children.
The last disaster had been too devastating for Byron City, leading to a severe shortage of labor. Even won and children were forced to work out of desperation.
Most were holess due to the disaster or refugees who had lost their jobs. The city hall provided jobs to clear the debris; after a hard day’s work, they could only exchange their sweat for a piece of bread and a small amount of money, barely enough to keep from starving.
After all, the capitalists of the Federation were never kind creatures.
It was common to see police officers maintaining order on the streets, and so foreign journalists being chased around in embarrassing flight.
To Zhong Shenxiu, the scene appeared strangely harmonious.
’After all, the news of the Federation’s recent devastating losses hasn’t reached the lower levels yet... but it will within a few days.’
He walked slowly back ho.
"Oh?"
Jones was sowhat surprised to see Li Wei entering, "Li Wei, haven’t you been at ho all this ti? When did you go out?"
Carla and Jennifer appeared from nowhere, grabbing onto Zhong Shenxiu’s arms, one on each side: "Brother, brother... we want to beco magicians too."
"Magicians?!"
Zhong Shenxiu chuckled, seeing Jones shafully lower his head.
"Jennifer is too young; as for you, Carla, you could start with so basics..."
He didn’t refuse outright, rely responding offhandedly.
Imdiately, Zhong Shenxiu’s expression turned serious, "Jones, Carla, Jennifer... Tell , do you want to beco the president of the Federation? Or perhaps the founding Emperor of the Mojito Dynasty?"
"President, haha... Li Wei, are you joking?"
Jones pointed to himself, "A smuggler? And the two won?"
"Who said won can’t be president, but I indeed don’t want to; I still want to play every day..." Carla bit her little hand, slightly conflicted before letting go: "And the queen doesn’t sound very nice, does it..."
"I feel the sa, I just want everything to stay as it is now; that would be perfect."
Jennifer also responded sincerely.
"Is that so? I understand..."
Zhong Shenxiu nodded slightly.
These three thought he was joking, but they had no idea the kind of opportunity they had just missed.
...
Late at night.
Zhong Shenxiu held a Mojito cocktail, pulling up his attribute panel:
[Na: Li Wei Mojito (Zhong Shenxiu)]
[Rank: Longevity]
[Bloodline: Three-eyed Feathered Serpent (Complete Form)]
[Derived Abilities: Illusory Scales, Illusion Eyes, Death Feather]
[Bartending: Legendary]
[Ancient Surian: Fluent]
[Heavenly Show Points: 533 (13%)]
[Gate of All Gates: Can be Opened]
[State: Black Blood Mark]
...
"The Heavenly Show Points I’ve earned at the cost of the lives of many Federation masters are quite substantial..."
Zhong Shenxiu pondered for a mont, focusing his attention on the status section.
"Black Blood Mark?"
As he concentrated, a more detailed piece of information erged:
[You have been watched by Him, constantly accompanied by illusions, and fear is the best condint; He anticipates your ascension...]
"I have this ominous feeling that a great disaster is looming..."
Zhong Shenxiu muttered to himself under his breath.
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