Chapter 129: Chapter 129: The First Spirit Master Long Wuya’s Terror
At a military base in the Northwest Military Region, on a mountain peak.
Ling Zhantian and Ling Tianlong sat facing each other with crossed legs.
Suddenly, Ling Zhantian opened his eyes wide, looking towards the northwestern sky with a deep sense of dread.
A layer of fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he had just had a nightmare.
"Father, what’s wrong with you?"
Ling Tianlong couldn’t help but ask.
Ling Zhantian looked serious and said in a deep voice, "I don’t know what’s going on either. Just a mont ago, I felt an unprecedented danger, and I was actually afraid. I felt like there were eyes in the northwestern sky watching us."
"Whew!"
After speaking, Ling Zhantian took a long, deep breath, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.
"Is this really happening?"
Seeing Ling Zhantian covered in sweat, even emitting steam, Ling Tianlong was astonished.
"Even when I fought against the superpower teams of other countries, I never felt such danger. Frankly, this is the first ti I’ve felt fear!"
Hearing his father say this, Ling Tianlong almost spat blood.
This was absolutely shocking.
One of the Five Dragons of Huaxia, Ling Zhantian of the Northern Army, was actually afraid, and this fear ca from the unknown.
In the deep bamboo forest of Western Shu, Huaxia, the bamboo forest was like a sea, with a gentle breeze sweeping through, producing a lodious sound like silk and bamboo instrunts.
In the depths of the bamboo forest stood a majestic pavilion, with the words "Poison King Pavilion" inscribed on it.
If soone from the Martial Arts World saw these three words, they would definitely retreat and even be terrified.
Because the owner of the Poison King Pavilion is West Poison Tang Aofeng, one of the Five Dragons of Huaxia, and also the Guardian God of the Western Shu Tang Sect.
At this mont, Tang Aofeng was refining poison.
Suddenly, a chill ran through his heart, causing his whole aura to beco chaotic, his True Qi running rampant, and the alchemy furnace to explode with a bang.
"Pfft!"
Tang Aofeng felt a sweetness in his chest and spat out blood.
"What’s happening?"
Tang Aofeng looked towards the northern sky, his eyes filled with incredulity.
"It feels like there’s a Celestial Eye in the sky, watching all living things. No corner can escape its control. What on earth is happening there?"
Tang Aofeng said, gasping for breath.
In so part of Huaxia, within the vast mountains, there was a secluded paradise.
Pavilions, small bridges, and flowing water were everywhere, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.
This place was extraordinary, as the renowned "Wangyue Pavilion" was located here.
"What’s happening? What on earth is going on?"
Just a mont ago, many strong individuals in Wangyue Pavilion sensed sothing, showing expressions of extre fear.
"What exactly happened in the Northwest? It’s as if soone there is watching us!"
Most of those who cried out were strong individuals with Martial King cultivation.
"This is definitely not a natural phenonon; it should be soone manipulating it. Quickly notify the Elder Council about the situation here."
The more experienced strong individuals sensed sothing was wrong and couldn’t help but say.
In the Elder Council of Wangyue Pavilion, dozens of strong individuals gathered.
In the center, a white-haired strong individual holding a spiritual artifact like a compass perford the Profound Step and suddenly stopped: "The location is in Jin City..."
...
At the sa ti, everyone in Jin City felt a strange sensation.
After asking each other, they realized everyone had the sa feeling,
especially Hua Qingfei and others in a certain club, felt it most strongly.
Especially Ye Zeyan, whose strength was the greatest, naturally perceived sothing unusual.
"Did any of you notice anything just now?"
Ye Zeyan asked.
"We noticed, it was a peculiar sensation, impossible to describe specifically."
Qin Lingtian and the others had confused expressions.
"It paused just now..."
After a while, Ye Zeyan said sothing like this.
"What do you an?"
The crowd asked in confusion.
"The world stopped moving, ti stood still, space froze..."
Ye Zeyan casually revealed a few words.
"What? Ti stood still?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Lingtian and the others were so shocked their eyes seed ready to pop out.
But upon thinking again, the indescribable sensation just now did seem a bit like what Ye Zeyan described.
"Could it be..."
The first to sense sothing was Hua Qingfei, who had previously witnessed a terrifying scene in Hidden Forest World, like a dream.
"It might be a Spirit Master performing a Heaven-Reaching ans..."
Ye Zeyan said seriously.
"But even a Spirit Master wouldn’t be able to stop the world? To freeze ti?"
Qin Lingtian asked in confusion.
Ye Zeyan shook his head: "No, they can do it. Have you ever heard of Huaxia’s First Spirit Master, Long Wuya?"
"Long Wuya? Of course, we’ve heard of him. He’s a legend!"
Almost everyone present had heard of Long Wuya’s great na.
Ye Zeyan smiled faintly: "Then you know that Long Wuya’s strength surpasses the Five Dragons of Huaxia!"
"What? Long Wuya is stronger than the Five Dragons of Huaxia? Aren’t the Five Dragons the strongest?"
Qin Lingtian’s eyes twitched fiercely.
The others were equally shocked, as if they had opened a new door to the world.
"Brother Lingtian, you must rember, there is no absolute strongest. There are always greater powers. The Five Dragons of Huaxia are naturally not the strongest. As far as I know, Long Wuya can make the world pause in a small area."
Ye Zeyan stated.
"Hiss!"
"Such a heaven-defying thod indeed exists, it’s terrifying."
Everyone gasped in astonishnt.
"I hope I’m wrong. If there were such a terrifying presence in the Northwest, it would be horrifying."
Ye Zeyan’s expression was as dark as water.
...
In Jinding Club.
Zhai Changfeng and Zhuo Feiyang were waiting quietly.
"Young Master Zhai, we still haven’t found any trace of Ye Qingtian. He’s like he’s disappeared."
"Not only that, but his few roommates have also inexplicably vanished."
Upon hearing the report from his subordinates, Zhai Changfeng was nearly enraged.
"What? All those guys disappeared too?"
Zhai Changfeng beca so furious he was nearly gasping for air.
According to his original plan, if they couldn’t find Ye Qingtian, they would capture Zhang Chenyi and the others to force Ye Qingtian to show up.
"Young Master Zhai, it seems your people aren’t capable! They haven’t reported back in such a long ti."
Mo Han, a middle-aged man under Master Tang, sneered.
"What should we do now?"
Zhai Changfeng ran out of ideas and couldn’t help but ask.
"We can find the people for you, but it will cost more! At least ten million!"
Mo Han laughed like a sly rchant.
Zhai Changfeng’s eyes flashed with a cold light: "As long as you kill them, I’ll give you another twenty million. Eighty million in total for the heads of Ye Qingtian and Fan Jingyu!"
"Is my life worth so little?"
Suddenly, a voice spoke.
"What? Sir, how does this relate to your life? We’re talking about Ye Qingtian."
Zhai Changfeng instinctively said, and the others were also puzzled.
"Aren’t you looking for ?"
With the voice, the Death Designer slowly stood up and pulled down the hood of his hoodie, revealing a handso face.
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