However, Chen Guang was sitting on a new type of plane that had been manufactured with the best materials of the Ninth Holy City.
This plane was pitch-black in color, and was emitting a strange light. It wasn't made of the skin of a strange beast, nor was it made of the beams of mysterious wood. Instead, it was made of a very special kind of metal.
It was very cold to the touch. In fact, it would condense into frost in a short time if water was sprinkled on it. However, this frost couldn't adhere to the plane's fuselage. The frost would fall off with a slight breeze.
This material was extremely smooth. In fact, it even had the special effect of repelling and resisting air. Moreover, it was extremely tough and had good toughness. It could be restored by its toughness and the memory of the metal as long as it wasn't thoroughly destroyed after it had been shaped. It could be said to be an excellent material for making the plane's fuselage. In fact, it was even more perfect than the most advanced special alloys on Earth.
According to the Three Emperors of the Holy City, this alloy had been extracted from a pitch-black boulder at the foot of the highest peak where Chen Guang had meditated for thousands of years in the past.
Millions of years ago, Chen Guang had meditated here before he had become a Martial Sage. He had practiced his martial power. His internal energy had stimulated the Yin and Yang energy in the True Martial World to circulate endlessly. And, it had swept through the black boulder over and over again.
This ordinary black boulder had gained spirituality after the Martial Sage had left. It had even absorbed the Yin and Yang energy on its own. It had grown and brewed by itself for millions of years. Finally, a large piece of this magical metal had been brewed inside it. And, it had been discovered by a Martial Emperor who had happened to pass by several hundred years ago.
More than a hundred Martial Emperors had been led by three Martial Emperors. They had spent more than half a year in order to mine and smelt this ore. And, they had finally forged its main body into the fuselage of the plane. The leftover bits and pieces had been forged into dozens of divine weapons. And, they had been used to reward the many powerhouses who had participated in the mining and smelting of this ore.
The Longevity Art Old Man had a proud and worshipful look on his face when he had told Chen Guang about the origin of this plane's material. However, Chen Guang had wanted to laugh.
How could I tell you that there was such a smart stone that could absorb the Yin and Yang energy on its own? It was clear that when the Old Man was meditating, the seven tendons and eight meridians of his body automatically opened up …
Well, this was a more sophisticated way of saying it. To put it more simply, as one's cultivation deepened, the flow of Qi in one's body would automatically evolve. Whether it was tendons, veins, bones, or internal organs, they would automatically get rid of the impurities and retain the good. To put it more simply, it was actually the gas excreted from one's buttocks while sitting on a rock while meditating.
What did it feel like to fly a plane made of black iron made from his own fart?
Chen had said, "Flying a plane made of black iron."
Fortunately, he didn't let Chu Zijin and Lu Fei board the plane as well. Otherwise, he really couldn't afford to lose face.
As for the Longevity Jue old man, he had a look of admiration on his face when he had talked about the origin of this so-called black iron metal … especially when he had mentioned that this custom-made plane had been the noblest ride in the entire Zhen Wu Jie for a long time. He had felt a bit of sympathy for these people.
However, he had a good character. He didn't say it out loud. He would let this matter be an eternal secret in the True Martial Realm. At least, everyone could keep good memories.
About a day and a half later, Chen Guang flew to the sky of the Fifth Sacred City at a very fast speed. He was much earlier than the estimated time of Abbess Xin Yuan and others.
Sure enough, you get what you pay for. This special metal that had been broken by his own fart for thousands of years and then brewed for millions of years was really powerful. Its flying speed was incomparable to the previous broken goods. It could withstand more internal energy, and it could even land smoothly after arriving at the destination.
When he got off the plane, Chen Guang couldn't help but pat the fuselage of the plane gently. Along the way, he had a feeling that he and the plane were connected. It was as if they could be integrated into one. He could control it as if it had become a part of his body.
However, he immediately remembered the origin of the black iron. He felt a chill. He turned his head and slammed a hole on the ground. Then, he hid the plane in it and turned away.
He really didn't want to admit that it was really a part of his body in a sense.
A dignified Saint Emperor personally leading an expedition to the fifth floor was a matter that would shake the entire True Martial Realm. However, Chen Guang did not inform anyone. He chose to arrive by himself and sneak into the Fifth Sacred City.
The only people who knew that he had left the Ninth Sacred City were the old man, Chu Zijin, and Lu Fei who personally sent the plane to him.
Chen Guang's whole face was hidden under the dark bamboo hat. He walked slowly on the street.
At this time, his attire was not very eye-catching. The style of masked swordsman was popular in the True Martial Realm.
Along the way, Chen Guang found many outsiders in the eyes of others and players in his eyes in the crowd on the street.
Chen Guang's judgment wasn't based on their attire, but purely on the differences in speech, behavior, and temperament between the players and the natives of the True Force Domain. Moreover, with Chen Guang's eyes, he could directly see the differences in the souls of the two groups of people.
He didn't see a single Protoss player in the city. Presumably, these people didn't want to bow down to the natives of the True Force Domain. However, they couldn't stand the enemy's relentless pursuit of death. So, they simply didn't enter the city and sought peace and quiet.
By now, the Protoss players must have already known that the ancient well had been lost.
They must also be looking for it. They must have planned to hide the ancient well after finding it and cut off the escape route of the ordinary players.
Chen Guang didn't go to the lord of the Fifth Holy City. He also didn't meet up with the members of the Heaven Division who were staying in the Fifth Holy City, thinking of ways to rescue and find the two deputy ministers. Instead, he chose to wander alone, seemingly aimlessly. He even forcibly suppressed the aura that he exuded to the level of an ordinary Revered Martial Artist.
For the next three days, he lingered in the big taverns and teahouses of the Fifth Holy City like an ordinary vagabond. He drank wine everywhere, chatted with people, and threw out some remarks that echoed the doctrine of the Dark Ghost Faction.
At night, he would go to the locations of the suspicious people that he had recorded during the day. He would first use words to probe and interrogate them. Once he found any signs, he would decisively use the Soul Searching Technique.
However, even though he had captured quite a few members of the Shady Ghost Sect, their ranks seemed to be very low. These people did not even know who was in charge of the Fifth Sacred City, let alone find out where Xin Qin and Wu Miaowan had been captured.
Hard work paid off. On the third night, he finally found the person he was waiting for. It was a high-level lobbyist of the Dark Ghost Faction hiding in the Fifth Holy City.
He could wear out iron shoes in fruitless searching, but he found it by chance without even looking for it.
He didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to send himself to him after he couldn't find him after so much effort.
"Mr. Dang, have you heard of the Dark Ghost Faction?"
The owner of one of the taverns that he frequented quietly found the hotel where he was staying. He knocked on the door and asked straightforwardly.
Chen Guang pretended to be stunned at first. Then, he deliberately looked at the owner with fear. He shook his head fiercely as if he was hiding something. "I don't know what you're talking about."
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