Huaxiu Alliance had been a little busy recently. After Dark Ancestor's skull was stolen, they had secretly dispatched tens of thousands of Immortal Arts Mobile Teams to patrol the country in an attempt to find any clues about Nightmare. Cultivation police stations everywhere were on high alert.
If the matter of Dark Ancestor's skull being lost was exposed, Huaxiu Alliance would lose all face.
Apart from that, the battle on Nine Dragon Mountain was also officially under Huaxiu Alliance's command. This battle was in fact an anniversary celebration of the founding of the nation, and no one had expected Dark Ancestor's skull to be lost at this time.
And most crucially, Xie Sanxiao had ultimately died on Nine Dragon Mountain back then …
President Qi had been unable to eat or sleep in peace these last few days. He was a little worried that what had happened back then would happen again …
It was still Monday, November 10th.
In the afternoon, President Qi was waiting for an important guest in a conference room on the top floor of Huaxiu Alliance. A shabbily dressed old man was led into the conference room by a dignified and beautiful secretary. The old man had a head full of white hair and a face full of beard stubble. He wore a sackcloth of the marketplace. If someone were to see him, they would not be able to help but silently criticize him, saying that he was an old man from the countryside.
But President Qi's attitude toward this person was unusually respectful.
He was one of the grand Ten Generals of Huaxiu nation! He was the supreme Wisdom Saint! Now that he saw the old man arrive, he couldn't help stepping forward and gripping the old man's hands tightly. "Shizun!"
That was right, this old man was none other than the teacher who had guided President Qi step by step on the path of cultivation back then. At the same time, the old man also had another identity: Chief Guardian of the Heavenly Veins of Huaxiu nation.
This was a hidden position that outsiders didn't know about. All the Heavenly Veins in Huaxiu nation had an Itinerant Immortal guarding them day and night to prevent terrorists from thinking about stealing the resources of the underground spirit veins.
Huaxiu's current Chief Guardian of the Heavenly Veins of Huaxiu nation was this ordinary-looking old man in ragged clothes: Old Sir Huang, Huang Feng.
Protecting the Heavenly Veins was an extremely arduous task.
As the Chief Protector, Old Mister Huang naturally shouldered this heavy responsibility. The Vein of the Heavens was located in a rural area with high mountains and dangerous rivers. Living in such a place, one would become like a beggar after a few days, no matter how well dressed one was.
This was a tough job, but Old Mister Huang had been holding on to it for thousands of years.
Underground Spirit Veins, especially Heaven Veins, were extremely precious. They were non-renewable resources. If it was stolen, it would affect Huaxiu nation's foundation.
The Vein of the Heavens was the destiny of a great country. As the Chief Protector, Old Mister Huang knew better than anyone else how important it was.
"Teacher, do you want to take a break first …"
"You asked me to come here in a hurry because Ya told me to take a shower first, right?" Old Mister Huang was obviously a casual person. He did not care about his tattered clothes at all. He casually pulled a chair and sat down.
Facing his former teacher, President Qi didn't know what to say for a moment.
Old Mister Huang smiled. "Dark Ancestor's skull was stolen. Is that what you want to talk about?"
"Teacher, how do you know about this?" President Qi had an astonished expression on his face. This matter was highly confidential.
"The number of Immortal Arts Mobile Squads has increased. In addition, there's going to be a hundred-team battle for those kids on Nine Dragon Mountain. I was wondering if this had anything to do with Nine Dragon Mountain. Speaking of Nine Dragon Mountain, the first thing I thought of was naturally that all-powerful legend Dark Ancestor. "
Old Mister Huang said, "With so many Immortal Art Mobile Squadrons moving out at the same time, I'm guessing they're searching for something … However, I wasn't sure what it was until I saw you."
"Teacher, this student admires you for having such foresight." President Qi bowed.
Of course, he had invited Old Mister Huang here to find out the truth. Old Mister Huang's spirit root was a special legendary spirit root, which had a mystical psychic quality. The moment Old Mister Huang saw President Qi, he immediately saw the phantom image of a bone in his mind.
He immediately knew that Dark Ancestor's skull had been lost.
"If it wasn't for the situation, this disciple would never have dared disturb teacher."
"Alright, enough with the pleasantries."
Old Mister Huang waved his hand. "Come, tell me everything that happened in detail."
President Qi nodded. Using mental transmission, he instantly transmitted the whole story to Old Mister Huang's mind.
Old Mister Huang's eyes lit up. "Nightmare … this guy is still alive? There's actually a weirdo who can bring the dead back to life. "
"Teacher, can you find Nightmare's whereabouts?"
"I'll try." Old Mister Huang took a deep breath. He focused his mental energy, and the scene in his mind instantly turned into a cloud of smoke.
A few minutes later, Old Mister Huang opened his eyes, his forehead drenched in sweat, and he couldn't help the astonishment in his eyes. "Strange …"
"What's wrong, teacher? What's wrong? "
"Nothing like this has ever happened in my psychic dream," Old Mister Huang said.
Old Mister Huang said, "In the past, when I wanted to communicate with the spirit, even if I couldn't see the object clearly, I could still make a rough outline of the object. Finally, I could combine it with the actual situation and analyze it. Usually, I could find some clues. But this time, when I was psychic, I saw that there was fog in my spirit sea, and I couldn't even see the outline. "
"This …" President Qi: "What do you think, teacher?"
"The strength of this person behind the scenes can't be underestimated … I'm afraid he's stronger than me … If this person intends to resurrect Dark Ancestor, I'm afraid that Dark Ancestor is nothing more than a pawn. The other party probably wants to use Dark Ancestor's power to achieve something. But what on earth is it … "
Old Mister Huang murmured to himself.
However, his words had hit the nail on the head.
In just a few seconds, this pair of master and disciple actually thought of the same thing. Their faces were alarmed, and their hair stood on end almost instantly!
"The main vein valve!" they said in unison.
The other party had definitely resurrected Dark Ancestor for the main vein valve on Nine Dragon Mountain! The person behind the scenes wanted to imitate Dark Ancestor back then, and use the natural resonance between the Ancient Divine Clan and the underground spirit veins to absorb all the underground spirit veins on Earth from the main vein!
At that time, Earth's spirit qi would dry up, and it would be beyond redemption!
"This is a serious matter. We have to strangle Dark Ancestor in the cradle as soon as possible." Old Mister Huang's expression was solemn. "Since no one in the world is Dark Ancestor's match, we have to gather the strength of all the experts to suppress him! We have to take down Dark Ancestor! This person is too deranged … Once he revives, he'll definitely start a massacre! "
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