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Chapter 620

Words:1904Update:22/06/22 09:32:30

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Glancing at the paper crane, Yan Zhaoge knew that this was a special secret communication technique that was commonly used amongst family members, making it easy for the elders to find and rescue the juniors.

A moment later, a group of people appeared before Yan Zhaoge and the others.

The one at their head was a middle-aged man. Seeing him, Wei Lang called out rather embarrassedly, "Second Uncle …"

The middle-aged man looked first at Yan Zhaoge and the others before looking at Wei Lang, sighing, "Lang 'er, big brother and I were both very worried about you."

Wei Lang hurriedly said, "It was my fault for making father and second uncle worry."

Looking at Yan Zhaoge, seeing that his expression was as per usual, he introduced, "Brother Yan, this is my second uncle, Ascending Yunsheng."

"Second Uncle, this is Brother Yan Zhaoge. He saved me just now."

Hearing his words, Wei Yunsheng cupped his hands towards Yan Zhaoge, "Many thanks for saving this nephew."

Yan Zhaoge smiled, "You are polite, Mister Wei."

Looking at Zhang Qiansong, Wei Lang said slowly, "Second Uncle, Mister Zhang is injured …"

"You …" Wei Yunsheng shook his head, "I already told you before not to mess around with those of the Dim Darkness Sect. If they can't stay in the Phoenix Bearing Region, they can just leave. But where can my Wei Family go?"

Wei Lang said in a low tone, "Second Uncle, the Xuan crooks have always been domineering. Our Wei Family has also suffered greatly from them, being exploited and oppressed. Now that they have lost their destiny, it is a great time to overthrow them."

Wei Yunsheng said, "You are still young. Without the Grand Xuan, there will still be other powers who will reign supreme. It will not be our Wei Family's turn."

Wei Lang muttered, "It can't be worse than being trampled on by the Grand Xuan …"

Looking at Zhang Qiansong in deep thought, Wei Yunsheng glanced at Yan Zhaoge and the others, asking via sound transmission, "Why did these people save you? Was it just because they saw injustice and drew their swords to help?"

"Actually, they should mainly be wanting to save Mister Zhang." Wei Lang answered honestly, "This Brother Yan is not a native of the Royal Reed Sea. Instead, he is escorting the remains of a Dim Darkness Sect senior back to his hometown. Still, he does not know how to contact the Dim Darkness Sect."

"You also know that the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect is mysterious and unfathomable. Few in the outside world know about it."

Wei Yunsheng mused for a moment and sighed, "Forget it. Since that's the case, bring them back to Labour Wind City first."

When Wei Lang heard this, he felt a little uneasy. "If I bring them back to the clan, will they bring danger to the clan?"

If he had to risk his life and spill his blood, he would have no qualms about it. However, there were the old, weak, women and children in his family. If they were targeted by the Grand Xuan Dynasty, he dared not think too much about the consequences.

Wei Yunsheng said, "With me protecting you, it would instead be harder for your tracks to be exposed. Otherwise, if you were to be captured by the people of the Grand Xuan Dynasty while roaming the outside world, your clan would still be implicated."

Wei Lang was a little embarrassed. "Thank you, Second Uncle."

He went to tell Yan Zhaoge about it, and Yan Zhaoge did not mind as he immediately nodded, "Since that is so, I will be troubling you."

Under the cover of the Wei Clan's martial practitioners, the group quickly traversed mountains and rivers.

Only now did Yan Zhaoge and the others have the time to carefully sense everything that was happening in the World beyond Worlds.

Looking up, the spirit qi veins crisscrossed in the sky, almost visible to the naked eye.

The clear blue sky was not purely blue. Instead, it seemed to have a faint green lustre.

Day and night were not so distinct.

At night, it was also not like places like the Eight Extremities World where the bright starry sky could be seen.

The night sky was not completely black. Instead, it seemed to be covered by a layer of blurry white gauze as it appeared completely dusky.

Extremely bright starlight would suddenly streak across the horizon from time to time. While it was not like the great sun which illuminated the entire world, the starlight was still extremely bright and dazzling. It was only for a fleeting moment as it seemed to pass through the world itself.

"It is like we are within the river of stars," Feng Yunsheng murmured, "Even if we are not, we are still close to the sea of stars."

Yan Zhaoge smiled, "This is the World beyond Worlds."

While it could not compare to the Heavenly Court of the Nine Heavens of pre-Great Calamity times, it was no ordinary world either.

After travelling for a few days, a majestic city appeared on the horizon. Half of it was on land while the other half was on the vast ocean, not moving at all despite the waves of the ocean as it had a rather majestic aura.

Gazing at the city in the distance, Yan Zhaoge knew that this was Labour Wind City, one of the major cities of the Phoenix Bearing Region of the Royal Reed Sea. The Wei Family of which Wei Lang and Wei Yunsheng hailed from was the ruler of this place.

The Patriarch was Wei Lang's father and Wei Yunsheng's elder brother, Wei Yunchang.

Wei Yunchang looked at Wei Lang rather sternly as Wei Lang was unable to raise his head under his gaze.

Still, Wei Yunchang did not punish Wei Lang in front of Yan Zhaoge as he just received Yan Zhaoge's group, thanking them for saving Wei Lang.

Yan Zhaoge and the others were settled in. Zhang Qiansong was also taken care of.

Beneath Yan Zhaoge's methods, Zhang Qiansong's injuries gradually began to recover as he soon regained consciousness.

"Liang Zhichao? That was a figure of my Grand Master's generation. It is rumoured that he went to the lower worlds that year, though there has been no news of him since, "Zhang Qiansong's face was pale," Does this mean that senior apprentice-granduncle Liang has really perished? "

Yan Zhaoge held that wooden fan in one hand, waving lightly with the other. Enveloped by streams of clear qi, a white skeleton appeared, garbed in a robe similar to that of Zhang Qiansong's.

Zhang Qiansong struggled to place his finger on the skeleton, infusing his aura-qi within. After sensing it for a moment, he said sadly, "While I cannot be certain that it is senior apprentice-granduncle Liang, it is indeed our sect's legacy without a doubt."

He cupped his hands towards Yan Zhaoge, "Thank you for your righteousness."

Yan Zhaoge smiled, "No need to stand on ceremony. Speaking of which, it was also a bit of a coincidence that I was able to meet a senior of your sect. It is related to another power of this Royal Reed Sea."

Zhang Qiansong raised his brows, "Oh? May I ask which power it is? "

Yan Zhaoge said, "The Radiant Light Sect."

Zhang Qiansong instantly snorted coldly, "Radiant Light Sect, hmph!"

Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Do not misunderstand. My sect and I have no relationship with the Radiant Light Sect. On the contrary, enmity has been sown between us."

"I wonder if you have any impression of the names Deng Sen, Sun Hao, Liu Feng, Yang Zhanhua and Jin Jie?"

Zhang Qiansong was shocked, "They are all Martial Saint Elders of the Radiant Light Sect, three of their direct disciples and two of their guest Elders. How would I not have heard of them? Among them, Deng Sen is even an expert of the fourth level of the Martial Saint realm. Even in the entire Royal Reed Sea, he is a famous figure. "

Yan Zhaoge grinned, "Doesn't your sect feel that it has already been some time since we have heard any news of them?"

Zhang Qiansong was taken aback, only reacting after a while as he looked even more shocked, "They're dead? It's related to your sect? "

Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Actually, there should still be three more third level Martial Saints. Sadly, I do not know their names. Also, they died not long ago. Your sect might not have received the news in time."

Zhang Qiansong sucked in a breath of cold air, "May I ask which sect you hail from?"

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