He left Nan Yu Suo a letter, asking her to take control of Zu Long City.
After finding Ming Ji, Zhu Minglang, Li Xinghua, and Mi Rong decided to leave the city that night.
But just as they were about to head to Extreme Mountain City, Mi Rong's words gave Zhu Minglang a headache.
"Queen Ye is outside. I don't think she'll leave easily. If we leave Zu Long City, she'll tear us to pieces."
Too many things had happened that day. Zhu Minglang almost forgot that there was a female Ghost King waiting for him outside.
If they ran out, they would lose their lives.
But they couldn't leave during the day, because the dark vortex only formed at night. Once the sun rose, Zhu Minglang wouldn't be able to use the special space vortex to get to Extreme Court Royal Capital.
"By the way, Queen Ye's hand is still with Nüwa. Can we use that to lure Queen Ye away?" Zhu Minglang said.
"Yeah, we need to go to Extreme Mountain City. Let's get someone to throw her hand to the south. Then, we'll head north." Mi Rong agreed with that idea.
As long as they could lure Queen Ye away, they could use the Sky Fiend Dragon's Death Dragon's aura to hide their scents. Even if Queen Ye realized what was going on, she wouldn't be able to track them down.
…
The strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain was very successful. Queen Ye happily took back her slender hand. The scary wind on the plain seemed to have become a lot gentler.
Zhu Minglang and the others successfully left Zu Long City. The Sky Fiend Dragon was now a few times faster than before. It didn't take long for them to reach North Extreme Mountain.
They explained the situation to the leader of the Holy Watchtower Continent, Hong Geng. The leader, who was still wrapped in bandages, didn't hesitate.
He explained his body's condition. In terms of power, normal Kings couldn't compete with him. But he could only fight for a limited amount of time. If he fought for too long, all his wounds would open up.
Bringing along this emperor, Ming Ji found the nearest dark vortex near the North Horizon Ridge. The few of them once again entered the crossroads of the underworld, trembling with fear as they searched for the flow of time and space.
"It's a stream of time. Should we ride it?" Ming Ji asked.
"How is this different from the Spatial Flow?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Although the essence is different, the effect achieved is the same. The flow of space is like a special tunnel that can travel from one place to another. As for the flow of time, it is equivalent to extending the time in the outside world. If we walk here for a few days, it might only be the time it takes for an incense stick to burn outside, "Ming Ji explained.
"It might be too late to find another Dark Vortex. Let's go with this one," Zhu Minglang said.
"Alright!"
The flow of time was somewhat similar to the situation in the Ancient Ruins. Time was chaotic, but if one could grasp the law of the flow of time, they could use it to do many things.
This was equivalent to giving Li Xinghua more time to deduce and obtain more in-depth foresight information.
…
Drifting in the flow of time was indeed a long process. Li Xinghua and Mi Rong communicated quite frequently.
One was a prophecy master and the other was a stargazer. Li Xinghua did her best to list out some clues so that Mi Rong could deduce the specific time of every small matter.
In the end, the Sparrow Wolf God was a god. Li Xinghua's foresight had many variables, but with the help of a stargazer, she could grasp some of the things that would happen in the next few days as much as possible.
"Big Sister Li Xinghua, I don't quite understand. Since a prophecy master like you can see the future, you must have seen the scene of the Sparrow Wolf God obtaining the Jade Blood Sword. You should have directly locked onto the Jade Blood Sword. Why do you have to go through so much trouble to find clues?" Mi Rong was somewhat curious and couldn't help but ask.
Although the Black Spear Divine Country's sage was also a prophecy master, Mi Rong rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with the true mysteries of prophecies. It was rare for her to meet someone here, so naturally she had many questions about prophecies.
"A prophecy master is not omnipotent. From the beginning to the end of an event, it is like a huge picture. A prophecy master will always obtain incomplete fragments, or even seemingly unrelated things …" Li Xinghua patiently explained to Mi Rong.
The swaying bamboo outside the window.
The cobblestones under the stream.
The back of a figure hurriedly passing by.
The birds flying under the sunset.
A corpse lying in a pool of blood …
These were all unrelated fragmented images, but they contained the direction of many events. If a prophecy master couldn't find a reasonable clue to link them together, they would be meaningless things.
For example, Li Xinghua saw a pile of sand at the corner of the city a few months ago.
This pile of sand didn't mean anything. It might have been used to repair the tower, but if there were more clues, they could predict in advance that Ancestral Dragon City would fall into the quicksand crisis.
Although a prophecy master could use their spiritual power to make a more concrete prediction of an event and collect more "picture fragments," this process was quite mentally exhausting. They needed to rest for a long time before they could use it again.
Therefore, when they couldn't continue to use "prophecy" on an event, they needed to search for clues.
Moreover, if there were some things that could be answered by looking for clues, there was no need to waste precious spiritual power to use "prophecy."
There were great benefits to entering the flow of time.
This meant that not only did Li Xinghua have time to make predictions, but she could also use her prophecy ability again.
After searching for clues in numerology several times, the whole situation was already very clear. Perhaps this extra foresight would have a miraculous effect.
…
In the flow of time, not only could Li Xinghua see more things, but Zhu Minglang, who had experienced several battles, could also rest. Emperor Wang Honggeng's injuries were also healing little by little. He was much better than when they first left Hill City.
"This flow of time is relatively rare. We are quite lucky. We came from the east of Extreme Court to the vicinity of the imperial capital, and we still have enough time to rest," Ming Ji said.
Since entering the Dark Vortex last time, Ming Ji had become more and more curious about it. He was more and more eager to dig out the unknown secrets. Perhaps if people understood these things, they wouldn't be afraid of the otherworldly items in the night.
Zhu Minglang didn't have time to study these things. After leaving the Dark Vortex, Zhu Minglang found that they weren't far from the imperial palace. When he raised his head, he could see the magnificent palaces …
"This Dark Vortex is actually in the garden behind the imperial palace. Won't the imperial palace be invaded by the creatures of the dark?"
Although the imperial palace was brightly lit, the entire imperial palace was covered by a layer of frost-like moonlight. Under the pale, cold moonlight, strange figures swam around the palace, greedily looking for the living.
Without any protection, the imperial palace at night was no different from a ghost town. Zhu Minglang even saw a few nightmares eating a palace guard. Blood slowly flowed down from the eaves.
The windows were tightly closed. No matter how bright the lights were, they couldn't stop these creatures of the dark from hunting.
It seemed that the imperial family couldn't do anything about these nightmares.
"Let's hurry to Dripping Water City," Zhu Minglang said.
"Mister, wait a moment." Li Xinghua's gaze was fixed on the bloody eaves. Although there was some pity and helplessness on her face, she still stared there.
A few long streaks of blood slid down from the eaves and dripped onto the petals of the night orchids in the flowerbed. The night orchids were quickly dyed a bright red color. Under the cold moonlight, the night orchids looked incomparably bewitching and evil!
However, this scene was very familiar to Li Xinghua. She had seen it more than once in her dreams.
Many things that would happen in the future would randomly flow into Li Xinghua's dreams. She didn't know when and where these scenes would happen, but they didn't consume any spiritual power.
She only saw the night orchids dripping with blood. She didn't know that the night orchids were blood-red because a guard on the eaves had been killed by the night demon. If this scene happened at this moment, it meant that something else would happen tonight.
"Mister, let's go to the Imperial Concubine Pavilion," Li Xinghua said.
"Imperial Concubine Pavilion?"
The Extreme Court only had one imperial concubine, and that was Imperial Concubine Zhu.
If the Zhu Sect and Imperial Concubine Zhu were inseparable, many people thought that the Zhu Sect had its current status because Imperial Concubine Zhu supported Zhu Tianguan. Even the current emperor was biased.
Zhu Minglang didn't know much about these things. Zhu Tianguan never told him anything about Imperial Concubine Zhu.
Zhu Minglang had been to the Imperial Concubine Pavilion a few times. They avoided the night demons and flew to the dark Imperial Concubine Pavilion.
However, as soon as they stepped into the courtyard near the Imperial Concubine Pavilion, Zhu Minglang smelled a strong smell of blood.
At first, Zhu Minglang thought that the Imperial Concubine's Pavilion had also been attacked by the Nightwalkers. But very quickly, Zhu Minglang noticed that there were traces of a dragon wreaking havoc here. And the imperial concubine's guards seemed to have been killed by the dragon beast!
The Imperial Concubine Pavilion was dead silent. Every time they took a step inside, they could see corpses.
It wasn't until they reached Imperial Concubine Zhu's bedroom that Zhu Minglang saw a living person.
This person was sitting on a chair, alone in the pitch-black bedroom. His entire body was emitting a terrifying aura!
At his feet, there was a gorgeous female corpse. Like the night orchids that had been stained with blood, it was beautiful but horrifying.
Zhu Minglang looked through the window.
From the side of the face, Zhu Minglang recognized the female corpse. It was Imperial Concubine Zhu.
The person sitting on the chair, silent in the dark, was the Extreme Court Emperor, Zhao Yuan.
Emperor Zhao Yuan killed everyone in the Imperial Concubine Pavilion, including Imperial Concubine Zhu.
Had Emperor Zhao Yuan gone mad?!?
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