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Capítulo 722: Chapter 265: Involved

“Buzz!”

The Emperor Qi’s Dao Transformation Box vibrated intensely, suddenly soaring from Yun Jun’s hands. It traced a parabola in mid-air and flew towards Li Qingming’s hands.

“Return my Spiritual Treasure!”

Suddenly losing the Spiritual Treasure and the psychic connection with the Emperor Qi’s Dao Transformation Box, Yun Jun’s eyes nearly split open as he spewed blood from his mouth.

Li Qingming smirked coldly and said, “Since you want this box so badly, I’ll give it back to you! Next, Emperor Qi Eternal, transform the Dao!”

“No, you can’t do this!” Yun Jun scread in panic, struggling to move his body, trying to dodge the attack of the Emperor Qi’s Dao Transformation Box.

“Boom!”

Tao Traces interweaved and flashed, an imnse Dao transformation aura burst out wildly, instantly floating above the frantically dodging Yun Jun’s head and completely enveloping him.

“Ah…”

In just an instant, a piercing scream was heard.

Yun Jun struggled violently, but ultimately couldn’t escape. Already severely injured from losing the Emperor Qi’s Dao Transformation Box, his originally white hair turned gray and withered, his wrinkled skin rapidly dried out, marching towards desolation in a mont.

“Pop!”

Soon after, Yun Jun’s bloodline dried up, his gray hair withered, teeth fell out, his body crumbled into ash, leaving only a pile of white bones which then quickly turned into gray dust, disappearing with the wind.

“What a domineering Emperor Qi’s Dao Transformation Box!” Li Qingming stared blankly at the bronze box in his hand, sowhat overwheld.

“Swoosh!”

At that mont, a bright radiance slashed through the Heavenly Vault, approaching from afar towards Li Qingming.

“It’s him!” Li Qingming put away the Emperor Qi’s Dao Transformation Box, gazing at the figure shimring within the light and chuckled lightly.

The light converged, and a figure appeared in an instant before Li Qingming, surprisingly the snow-white garbed, sword-carrying Confucian Scholar, Yan You.

“Yan You pays respects to the senior!” Upon seeing Li Qingming floating in midair, Yan You hurriedly bowed.

Li Qingming flicked his Daoist robe’s sleeve, helping him up, and asked, “What brings you here?”

Yan You, looking distressed, said, “Senior, my Master sent to clean up our sect!”

“Oh?” Li Qingming was startled, “What do you an by cleaning up?”

“Our eldest senior brother, Yan Hui, has long been colluding with Chasing Daoists. This ti, using senior’s hand to eliminate him, one reason is that the Master could not bear to do it himself, and secondly, he wanted to test your strength!” Yan You glanced at Li Qingming sowhat sheepishly, seeing his calm deanor, he continued, “We originally thought that Xingzhi, that little rascal, was unaware of his father’s actions. But a few hours ago, Master suddenly called back to the palace, saying Xingzhi has connections with Chasing Daoists, and tasked to swiftly clean up!”

“Oh!” Li Qingming nodded in understanding, “You all go back!”

“Ah?” Yan You was stunned, “Why?”

“Yan Xingzhi has already been dealt with by ! Along with him were three Chasing Daoists. Go back and tell Kong Xuan, hesitation invites chaos!” After speaking, Li Qingming ignored Yan You’s shocked expression and turned to fly towards the Pyramid Battleship.

“Dead? Just like that?” Yan You stared blankly at Li Qingming growing distant, suddenly rembered sothing, and hurriedly flew after him, saying, “Senior…”

“Swoosh!”

Just then, a point flashing with green light flew over from afar.

Yan You instinctively raised his hand, only to feel a powerful force strike, sending him flying, while a loud voice reached his ears: “Bring this box to Kong Xuan, tell him to return to Pangu’s Great Thousand World, and hand this item over to the Upper Pure Tongtian Sect Master!”

Closely examining the box in his hand, Yan You suddenly felt a shudder in his soul, hurriedly tucked away the Bronze Box, and looked up, only to see no trace of the Pyramid Battleship.

With a bitter smile watching the empty expanse of cosmic void, Yan You sighed and said, “Well, saying it or not doesn’t matter anymore! After all, neither the Puppet Domain nor the Technology Mysterious City are good things, this ti their major war is also for plundering resources, I hope Qingmingzi spares your descendants so rcy when the ti cos!”

Sotis, the speed at which information spreads between the worlds of Central Heaven is very slow, just like now, all worlds in Central Heaven are spreading news of a group of extrely powerful beings, emulating ancient sages, walking the Path to Heaven, and having already traversed many Central Heaven worlds.

However, the Puppet Spirit Domain and the Technology Mysterious City are currently waging a total war over resources, leading to an information blockade, unaware of this news. This is set to be a tragedy between the two Central Heaven worlds later!

In the Puppet Spirit Domain, Sacred City Xuankong Heavenly Realm, there is a cluster of ancient buildings emitting an endless sense of vicissitudes, standing since the First Epoch, with grandiose and majestic presence.

In the center of these buildings is a golden palace surrounded by ancient trees.

Ancient tree branches twisted powerfully, trunks soaring into the clouds, and the lush canopy casting shadows over the sun, rendering the palace serene and detached from the worldly, brimming with vitality.

“Squeak!”

Suddenly, the palace gate, towering over thirty feet and covered with mottled runes, was pushed open from inside. A group of ten middle-aged cultivators dressed in blue Daoist robes and wearing purple-gold crowns, hurried into the main hall from nowhere.

The main hall was splendidly decorated with jade, agate, and crystals visible almost everywhere, but the most captivating feature was the crystal long table in the center of the hall, radiating intense heat.

The ten cultivators in blue Daoist robes sat down around the table in a tacit agreent, followed by a prolonged waiting period.

After a short tea-ti, opposite the palace gate, at a seat facing the long table, a flash of gray light appeared, and a middle-aged man with kind eyes and a bald head materialized.

“My subordinates pay respects to Lord Xuankong!” The ten cultivators quickly stood up and respectfully bowed to the bald middle-aged man.

Bald middle-aged Xuankong waved his hand with a smile, “Stand up, everyone. There’s no need for such formality here!”

“Thank you, Realm Master!” After bowing once again, everyone sat back down.

“Mutu, what’s the situation at Technology Mysterious City?” Xuankong rubbed his bald head and turned to look at the man in a blue robe sitting to his left.

Mutu seed to have a naturally expressionless face, his eyes cold and without any emotion.

He stood up, his voice cold and stern, “According to reports from our scouts, the Holy Master of Technology Mysterious City has already deployed ten million soldiers from the Blood Clan stationed at the city’s edge. However, as of now, there seems to be no intention of attacking!”

Upon hearing this, Xuankong lowered his head in thought for a while, then suddenly chuckled cruelly, “In that case, gather thirty million Puppet Holy Soldiers and have them led by you in person to devour their entire ten million Blood Clan forces!”

“Yes, Realm Master!” A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Mutu’s doll-like face.

“Alright, you all can leave now. Discuss the details amongst yourselves!” On a second thought, Xuankong dismissed everyone, watching their retreating backs. He snapped his fingers and said, “Mu Jun, co see !”

“Whoosh!”

A wisp of black smoke passed, and a figure shrouded in a black robe appeared in the tent, speaking coldly, “What is it?”

Xuankong, seemingly unfazed by Mu Jun’s chilly tone, said, “Mu Jun, I need your fierce beasts to disrupt the Blood Clan’s camp!”

“No!” Mu Jun was very direct.

“Don’t forget, you promised to help eliminate all enemies!” Xuankong’s voice beca icy, chilling to the bone.

Mu Jun scoffed, “When your demands conflict with our interests, we may choose not to honor the agreent!”

Xuankong’s pupils shrank, “What did that old bat offer you?”

“That is not your concern!” Mu Jun said, “Well, if there’s nothing else, I’m leaving!”

With that, Mu Jun turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

“Bang!” Xuankong slamd his hand on the crystal table, cursing loudly, “Damn it, a bunch of ingrates! If you won’t help , then I’ll do it myself!”

Simultaneously, in Technology Mysterious City, the sound of a golden bell resounded continuously, striking ten thousand tis.

Nurous sharp voices echoed, “Blood Clan warriors, heed the order! Break camp and march to conquer the Puppet Spirit Domain imdiately. All princes and higher ranks, hurry to the central tent to discuss the enemy situation!”

“Squeak squeak…”

In the camp, Blood Clan individuals dressed in gentlen’s tailcoats, with pale faces and golden-blonde hair, their eyes gleaming with a hint of murderous intent, shouted excitedly.

In the central tent, thirteen golden-blonde Blood Clan individuals gathered. The one sitting in the center, slightly different from the others, had lustrous black hair and eyes that, while brimming with a bloodthirsty glow, also carried an innate Emperor’s Aura.

“Have our people broken camp yet?” The black-haired Blood Clan spoke with a deep voice, his speech accompanied by a suffocating oppressiveness.

The eldest Blood Clan, with long white hair neatly combed back, stood up and said, “Reporting to the Holy Master, our Blood Clan’s openly displayed army of ten million has already broken camp. Given the speed at which our children command the warships, they should have reached the edge of Technology Mysterious City by now!”

The Holy Master laughed wickedly, “Hehe, given Xuankong the old fool’s blind confidence, he must have dispatched a force twice or even three tis the size of my army. Unfortunately, he would never imagine that I, the Emperor, would find an Innate Supre Treasure capable of harboring living beings! With this treasure, this ti they will definitely have no return!”

A group of old vampires showed obsequious smiles, unanimously praising, “The Holy Master is wise!”

However, just as the Holy Master was enjoying the flattery from the group of old vampires, he suddenly heard a sharp warning alarm:

“Beep beep beep! Alert, alert! An unidentified warship has appeared in the Southern Sky Domain of our Technology Mysterious City! Please investigate imdiately! Repeat…” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to cast your recomndation votes and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)

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