"Huang Xie!"
Chung Shen-soo called his butler, Huang Xie, over and instructed him sternly, "During this period of time, it is not safe in the city, and it is even more so outside the city. The few of you, stay inside and don't cause any trouble, do you hear me?"
"Yes!"
Although Huang Xie was confused, he still agreed.
Before he finished, he heard a few loud noises from a certain direction in the city. It seemed like a building had collapsed, and he could vaguely see the light of a Stellar Fiend realm cultivator.
This streak of light was driving a white bone chariot. Its two huge wheels were formed from a combination of skulls, and they were constantly spitting out green poisonous flames, giving off an awe-inspiring evil aura.
The Stellar Fiend realm cultivator on it had a solemn expression. He slapped the shaft of the chariot, and the entire chariot fled for its life outside the city.
However, before it reached the city gate, a huge palm suddenly appeared in the sky.
This palm was extremely large, and it had the power to pluck the stars and moon. It descended from the sky, and with just a slap, a huge palm print appeared in the clouds.
The chariot and the cultivator on it were slapped into the ground like flies, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
"The Protectorate is handling matters, those who are not involved, please leave!"
A voice that could shake one's soul suddenly spread out.
"A Theurgy realm expert of the Protectorate."
Chung Shen-soo said in a low voice.
"Woof …" Huang Xie's mouth was wide open, and he was completely stunned, "Sir is right, it has not been peaceful recently, we must not go out."
This dog was obviously afraid.
"It's good that you know."
After sending the person away, Chung Shen-soo sat cross-legged and started to think about his future path.
He did not intend to take the other half of the White Bone Book, or else he would not have reported the warehouse so early.
In the world of martial artists, he had been immersed in the White Bone Book for many years, and he could completely detect the flaws in this book. He did not know if the White Bone Book had intentionally buried it, or if it was the White Bone Book himself.
All in all, this inheritance probably had a huge flaw, and the Theurgy realm was the limit.
Even the White Bone Book himself was following the prescribed order, and it seemed like he had no hope of forming the Primal Core.
Otherwise, he would not be willing to take the risk to target the Longhu Immortal.
To Chung Shen-soo, what was the use of a divine-tier inheritance?
His [Herder] ability and the Headless Earl's vengeful spirit was equivalent to a divine-tier being.
Therefore, this inheritance was of little value.
Furthermore, he could not eliminate the possibility that the Bone Scholar had set up some sort of trap in Black Wind Ridge. If he went there, he would be dragged into the trap.
Chung Shen-soo, who had always been steady, immediately chose to give up and destroy everything at the same time.
"That large hand gives me an extremely dangerous feeling. Is it really an expert from the imperial court?"
"I'm afraid the Second Empire is the biggest cultivation sect in the world. This colossus, even if it's just in Fufeng, is not to be underestimated …"
"I just don't know what will happen next."
He was only responsible for stirring up the waters. As for what would happen next, that was something even the Divine Foresight could not predict.
All Chung Shen-soo could do was wait.
…
The Protectorate manor …
White Tiger Hall …
Feng Xi 'er had a solemn expression on her face as she stood in the corner of the hall.
Although she was usually awe-inspiring, this was her position in the core of the Protectorate manor.
Among the officers, she was number one. However, there were still many generals, demon-slaying envoys, and examiners of the Divine-Tier …
Of course, there were Divine-Tier adepts in the Protectorate manor as well.
On the other hand, the person at the head of these examiners was a Daoist priest in a fifth-rank golden Daoist robe with a thin face and withered figure.
His eyes were slightly closed, and when they opened and closed occasionally, a glimmer of divine light would leak out, causing everyone to feel a sense of awe.
This was the Head Priest personally invited by Yan Beiling, the Protector-General of Fufeng. He was a fifth-rank Jinque Physician of the Second Empire, Perfected Hao Yunzi.
Perfected Hao was usually an honorific for Primal Core old monsters.
However, because the Divine-Tier adepts had different levels of magical power, some adepts who were more powerful than their peers could also be given this title.
Perfected Hao Yunzi was one of them. His magical power was not inferior to that of the true disciples of the Xuanmen Sect.
"The Protector-General has arrived!"
At this moment, accompanied by a stern voice, many officers bent their knees and bowed.
The cultivators and officials led by Perfected Hao Yunzi had their own Daoist aura. They only slightly cupped their hands and bowed, looking at the person who held the highest power in the Protectorate manor.
Yan Beiling was in his forties. He was a smart and courageous person, and he was talented in writing. He was proficient in many different languages. He had once been a special envoy to the War Hounds and other foreign tribes, persuading a few beast tribes to surrender. He was skilled in both the pen and the sword. Later on, he was promoted to the Protector-General of Fufeng. During his time in office, he had outstanding achievements.
His skin was dark, and he had an awe-inspiring aura. He sat down amidst the bowing of many officers, causing everyone to feel a chill in their hearts. They knew that something big was about to happen.
"Today's search for spies in the city has yielded many useful clues … One of the most important clues is that Zhang Taiyi intends to break through to the Primal Core realm. The White Bone Scholar and other rogue cultivators are watching from the side. I suggest … we mobilize the Black Wind Army to attack the Poison Dragon Cave."
Yan Beiling's voice was solemn. What he said was not a suggestion, but an order!
"Yes, sir!"
The other officers bowed one after another.
The Black Wind Army was the garrison of Fufeng City. It was also the most elite army of the Fufeng Protectorate. There were a total of five thousand of them, which was enough to suppress any disobedience in the surroundings.
However, the purpose of their mobilization this time was only to sweep away the obstacles.
The real battle still depended on the cultivators and the Taoist officials to resolve it.
Yan Beiling thought of this as well, and he looked at Perfected Hao Yunzi.
"Rest assured, Protector-General. We, the Taoist officials, will also follow the army to suppress the disobedient …" Hao Yunzi's voice was clear. "I would like to meet that Longhu Immortal."
"That's good."
Yan Beiling nodded.
If there was a Primal Core old monster among the rogue cultivators, the situation of the entire Fufeng Protectorate would change drastically. In terms of influence, it was even more terrifying than the previous Cult of Evil God worship!
However, the previous Cult of Evil God worship had also underestimated the remaining evil cultivators. Otherwise, they would not have sent Feng Xi 'er alone. At the very least, they would have sent a sixth-rank examiner, which was a cultivator with the Ability of God!
The Cult of Evil God worship was not the descent of the Evil God, and the pollution and power it released were limited.
However, this time, a potential Primal Core expert was already a power that could truly topple a Protectorate!
Feng Xi 'er thought of this as well, and she looked at Perfected Hao Yunzi with a solemn expression.
She did not know if it was an illusion, but when she looked at Perfected Hao Yunzi, Hao Yunzi seemed to have turned his head and looked back at her with a smile on his face.
This smile was so strange that it made Feng Xi 'er shiver. She felt as if she had been targeted by some slippery and dangerous poison.
Under her gaze, the skin and flesh on Hao Yunzi's face rotted and fell off piece by piece, revealing the eerie white bones and a pair of half-rotted eyes.
The next moment, she only saw the back of Perfected Hao Yunzi's head again. He did not move at all, nor did he turn back, as if everything that had happened earlier was just an illusion.
This made Feng Xi 'er's heart tremble. "Indeed … it's just like the rumors, the demonic energy and the Ability of God are still fine … the closer one is to the Primal Core, the more … inhuman the cultivator becomes!"
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