1413: C1413 Enemies Meeting

C1413 Enemies Meeting

After chatting for a while, the topic shifted to Duke of Salp and Prince Henry.

The little old man stayed in the hotel room where the diplomat group stayed. He was free to come and go, and he turned the information and items of the other party upside down.

"I really don't know why you tolerated these guys. It's obvious that you came to cause trouble in Great Xia."

"The envoy that came to visit is related to the face of the country. They can't be beaten up just like that. They can't be killed just like that."

The hatred between Mu Chen and Warhawk was not over.

He wanted to kill the enemy more than anyone else, but he could not do that.

Great Xia also sent out several groups of people to visit the neighboring countries.

They calmly sat down to talk about exports, projects, and economic rules.

This needed to show the friendly side of Great Xia.

"Aren't you afraid that their secret investigation will work?"

"If you don't want others to know, don't do it unless you have two PhDs of biochemistry in your hands."

Sacred Hands Nether World had never seen Sophia and Mitisy, but he had already made certain speculations in his heart.

In a short silence, a few luxury cars from Dragon Group arrived in a grandiose manner.

Following that, the disciples of the ancient martial arts sects walked out.

When enemies meet, their eyes turn red.

The atmosphere in the open space instantly froze, like the night before a blizzard.

Sooner or later, there will be a time for us to meet.

Mu Chen very sensibly took a few steps back and let them negotiate the old grudges. Anyway, it was just a matter of talking.

At the same time, he also called over the Protector to prevent both sides from fighting.

When the young and hot-tempered disciples saw Sacred Nether Hand appear in front of them, they immediately could not suppress the anger in their hearts.

Although they were not figures who roamed the world in the same era, the sects that had their treasures stolen had inherited this disgrace from generation to generation.

At the same time, there was also a portrait of him.

These sects did not plan on finding Sacred Hands in person. They only hoped to have the opportunity to dig his grave open.

Only by grinding his bones to dust could he resolve the hatred he had for so many years.

"An old villain like you still has the guts to reappear in the world. It would be better for you to die quietly and avoid physical pain."

" Back then, you were hunted down by many sects. Now, you're at the end of your life. Do you still have the strength to resist!? "

The disciples mocked him without any restraint. It left Sacred Hands somewhat embarrassed.

He was a top expert who roamed the Pugilistic World.

He said with a cold laugh, "You ignorant brats have yet to experience the power of this old man."

"It's still unknown whether or not you can take the treasure away. Who knows, you might even lose your life here."

A few disciples could not help but pull out their swords.

"Old thief, how about we warm up first? Just treat it as killing time."

Mu Chen hurriedly ran over.

He did not want to complicate things, so he decided to proceed according to the original plan.

"Everyone, calm down. The venue will be ready in 24 hours."

"All of you, conserve your strength. He will do proper business. As for those grudges, we can sit down and talk about them after we obtain the treasures."

Everyone had to give Mu Chen some face.

They glanced at each other with cold eyes, then they started to work on their own matters.

Sacred Hands Nether threw the black metal pagoda out.

Its size grew with the wind in midair. When it landed on the empty ground in front of them, it became a massive object.

Mu Chen looked at the details and found that they were exactly the same as when he was exploring.

The little old man formed a seal with his hand and muttered something.

Then, he saw the doors and windows on top of the Black Iron Pagoda slowly open. Dense miasma filled the room, making it impossible for him to see the furnishings inside clearly.

The surrounding animals seemed to be affected by the miasma as well, and they fled in all directions without a care for their lives.

He said to Mu Chen slowly, "The danger inside is ever-changing. It's even more dangerous than when you went in earlier."

"Whether we live or die depends on our own wishes. I did not force anyone."

Using the treasures of the enemy's sect as bait had made the situation irreversible.

Mu Chen helplessly sighed.

"My subordinates have already introduced the general situation to these disciples. For the time being, they have no intention of retreating."

"Alright, let's see their performance."

A few hours later, the formation was finally set up.

Dense mist also floated out from the black iron pagoda and condensed in the air, finally forming a smooth mirror.

The treasured saber, the treasured sword, and other peerless weapons were all reflected. This was the lost item mentioned by the ancient martial arts sects.

"If you want to get something good, you can go inside. Any accident will only bring you trouble."

"In order to make your trip worthwhile, apart from the treasures of the various sects, I have also prepared other good things."

"Martial arts secret manuals, precious ore materials, beast bones and beast cores of ancient beasts, and even the corpses and relics of peerless experts..."

"As long as you are able to be brought out safely, you can consider it a gift out of good intentions."

As expected, Sacred Hands Nether was well-prepared. At the same time, it aroused everyone's competitive spirit.

The disciples did not hesitate any longer. They held their weapons and walked into the door.

The mirror in midair was like a third angle. It was constantly locked onto everyone, allowing them to see their progress.

The scene in the mirror changed drastically.2

It was as if these people had walked into a teleportation formation. A moment later, they arrived at a battlefield that was littered with corpses and weapons.

They looked at the desolate scene. It had long exceeded the area limit of the pagoda, confusing Mu Chen and the others.

"Is this an illusion or a teleportation effect? The pagoda's effect is too shocking."

"Hehehe, the teleportation formation inside has already been activated, sending these people to the ancient battlefield."

"You don't have to worry so much. They haven't returned to the past, and they're still in a corner of the continent."

How could Mu Chen not be worried? Things had gone beyond his expectation from the very beginning.

Sacred Hands Nether World could control the black metal pagoda, but he might not be able to influence the actions of the ancient battlefield. He had no idea what kind of danger these people would encounter.

Time slowly passed. Otherwise, these people could only stand there and watch the show.

Suddenly, four elders emerged from the woods.

Even if they stood face to face, Mu Chen could not feel any aura from them. They were completely integrated with the surrounding plants and trees.

What kind of realm was this?

The guardians and members of the Dragon Group surrounded them as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Who are you people? Why did you barge in here?"

"Hehehe, what a bunch of ignorant little fellows!"

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