C1060 Unable to Return to Dragon Cry
Zhong Ming had never calculated Zhou Bingcheng's temper and fame, so how could the old Gramps give way to these juniors? Although he was always joking with and did not seem to care about anything, but after living for so long, his identity and status was his fatal injury.1
If they really were to fight, even thinking about it would make them terrified. This was a true pinnacle battle, the Taiji Sect would definitely send out a top-notch expert, and if Zhong Ming wanted to fight against them head on, it would be a bloody battle. It would be a massacre, baptism of blood, and Zhong Ming would even break out in cold sweat.
"Senior Zhou and the rest should be fine, right?" Xiao Yue asked worriedly. Although this Senior Zhou was usually careless, when it came to dignity, he would never give way, nor would he give up his face to make way for the younger generation.
If only he had waited a little longer, such a situation might not have happened since Song Ziyang and the rest had returned. He thought that with Zhou Bingcheng taking charge, these cultivators would be safe and sound under his protection, but Senior Zhou was also the fuse of the battle.
"Xue Chong, let's go back quickly." Zhong Ming told Xue Chong to stop flying towards the Longming City, he had to go back and watch, he couldn't let this tragedy happen. Although his death would be the result of his cultivation, he couldn't let innocent people die because of him.
Everyone on the ship turned pale, they knew what would happen if they fought. Right at this moment, a talisman appeared in Zhong Ming's hand, and everyone saw the ugly expression on Zhong Ming's face, and knew that the contents of the talisman was not going to be good.
"There's no need to go. The battle is already over." Zhong Ming said with his trembling voice, at the same time clenching his fists.
"How are they?" Feng Qing asked anxiously. His Senior Master was still there.
"Taiji Sect and Royal Thunder Sect have teamed up and launched an attack. Yue Yang and the Heavenly Sword Sect's Cultivator of the Top Mahayana Stage have perished in battle, Wei Zheng, Senior Xiao, Elder Meng have died, and many sects' cultivators have died, and the Senior Zhou is also missing. Only the All Saints City here is fine, looks like they don't dare to truly fall out with the All Saints City. Zhong Ming said coldly, his heart roaring with anger, this matter was definitely not over, they were too detestable, even the Senior Xiao was not let go, such an upright person had already fallen, how could he not hate them?
Lan Xueying was still a child after all, and the only thing she could do after facing such a situation was to cry loudly. After hearing news of Wei Zheng's death, she really could not stop her tears, in this short one year of being in contact with him, this senior brother of hers had instructed her to take care of him. It could be said that this was her father's and brother's death, so how could she not feel sorrowful in her heart?
In fact, Zhong Ming never thought that Zhong Ming and his Taiji Sect would be so perverted that they would not be afraid of offending Zhou Bingcheng and even kill the top Master of Formation. In order to kill him, they really didn't care about anything else, they didn't want to offend any of the immortal gates like they did in the past.
"We don't need to go to the Longming City. Without Xiao Ran, even if we go back, we will be sending ourselves to our deaths and implicating the rest of the people in the city as well. As long as I am not dead, they will worry about the anger of the All Saints City. Zhong Ming was very rational at the moment, as long as he did not die, and continued to work hard to increase his cultivation, this score would have to be settled sooner or later. He could not go back yet, without Xiao Ran's Defensive Formation, he could not stop Taiji Sect and the others, and he himself would also be a burden to the City Lord's size.
"If we don't return to Longming City, where are we going?" Xiao Yue was at a loss, and suddenly felt homeless.
"The territory of the Arctic North, the border of the North Shore." Now, Zhong Ming could only go to the place Tan Xinhui talked about previously, to find the Immortal Spring. Only when his own strength had increased, would that be the way to go. Although there was now fame, and he also had the support of All Saints City, other than them, who were nothing, he was just a sheep that could be slaughtered by anyone else. Only when his own strength had increased, would there be no one who would dare to challenge him, and only then would he have the ability to protect the people around him.
"This is one of the top ten dangerous zones. Are we really going there?" Xue Chong said.
Zhong Ming nodded: "We are going there to find something, something that can make us stronger."
When Tan Xinhui found him, she told him that she would definitely go once he ascended to the Divine Spirit Realm. Now that she had nowhere to go, she had to go this trip ahead of time.
If he could obtain this Immortal Spring and raise his strength, then he would have the qualification to talk about other things. Otherwise, everything would be meaningless.
"..."
At the same time, in the Profound Sky Continent, other than the disappearance of Zhou Bingcheng, Zhong Ming had also disappeared without a trace. The other sects had also given up all hope, and simply did not join hands to denounce Taiji Sect and Royal Thunder Sect.
Even if Zhong Ming killed everyone in the Longming City, so what? As long as Zhong Ming did not die, this thorn would forever pierce into his heart, and just thinking about it, he felt that he had been tricked by Liao Fanlin. This old fellow had a mortal feud with Zhong Ming, so he had no choice but to give it his all, but as for him, if he could make a comeback, he would definitely not sacrifice a single Cultivator of the Top Mahayana Stage for the sake of a Core Formation Cultivator.
Originally, they did not have any deep grudges with Zhong Ming, and they had no deep grudges against him either. He had merely killed Tao Lingao without knowing the situation, but with so many people dead today, it would be impossible for him to take Zhong Ming out. If this Zhong Ming did not die, then when he grew up in the future, he could only hold onto Taiji Sect and not the Soul Formation Cultivator. When he grew full, he would be ten times scarier than Xing Fei.
But he already knew that it was too late, and his Taiji Sect was the same as well, so he had to pay the price with everything he had. It could be said that when he went all out this time, he did not want to leave Zhong Ming's life, and they were also afraid that Zhong Ming would grow and become difficult to deal with. So what, after planning for so long, they had not even met Zhong Ming face to face, and this grudge would forever be irreconcilable.
Right now, they did not even dare to breathe out. The imposing aura they had previously, which was filled with vengeance, was already completely gone, and they also knew what it meant to lose a Cultivator of the Top Mahayana Stage because of a Core Formation Cultivator. If it wasn't for them at that time, they wouldn't have reached this stage.
Right now, they had not killed Zhong Ming, not only did they offend All Saints City, they had also offended many sects, and wanted to leave this world. It was simply a dream, the main culprit was them, and if not for their instigation, they would not have been in this situation today, and would not have been tricked by Taiji Sect. Now, they could only bind to them, and, who had disappeared, as long as he returned, they did not have to personally act.
Hundreds of days had passed just like this, and the East Continent Continent was calm and quiet, no one could guess what exactly was hiding. None of the sects knew what was going on, and no one from the All Saints City appeared, not to mention Zhou Bingcheng, who seemed to not have appeared at all.
"..."
At this moment, Zhong Ming and the others had flown for a hundred days, but had still not reached their destination. His Flying-Artifact was extremely fast, and even after flying for so many months, such a long period of time, had still truly exceeded Zhong Ming's expectations. This degree of danger was something he had heard Xue Chong introducing, and it was even more dangerous than the forbidden grounds within the Tower Of The Void.
The Northern Frosty Wasteland was truly cold. The air outside seemed to be covered in icicles, and the resistance to flying was extremely great. Their speed slowed down …
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