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However, the iron chain that pierced through his collarbone remained on his body.
"I never imagined that the gap between us would still be as vast as heaven and earth."
I know that with you here today, I cannot possibly storm Tianqi City.
So, what do you want?
"Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you."
Zhou Huanzhen noticed the madness in Luo Qingyang's eyes, which seemed to have subsided.
However, the deathly aura emanating from him, and the desolate loneliness that seemed to annihilate everything, grew ever stronger.
Why would I kill you? We have no grudge against each other.
Even if you stepped in to beat my junior brother, and now you're going to beat me too, didn't you take a sword strike from me before?
If you can even accept death, what else in this world can't you accept?
Go out for a walk. You've stayed in that dilapidated city all these years and have no idea how the world has changed.
Even if you manage to storm into Apocalypse City, so what?
Kill Emperor Mingde, kill your junior sister, and then what?
If the world descends into chaos again, where will you, Luo Qingyang, find your place?
Go explore! The world is much bigger than you imagine, and there are vast worlds beyond our borders as well.
Go south to find my junior brother. You don't know, but you're quite famous in the eyes of a group of people now.
Didn't you want to kill someone?
Are there enough immortals from beyond the realm?
There were quite a few this time, four in total, and each of them seemed lost in thought.
Luo Qingyang was stunned, then he remembered what Zhou Zhenhuan had told him when he returned from the Western Regions.
He frowned: "What exactly did you do using my name?"
"Oh, so you've finally realized it?"
I have to say something to you, Lao Luo, women will only slow you down when you draw your sword.
If one has no woman in their heart, then drawing their sword will naturally make them a god.
Leave now, head south, cross the Southern Pass, and continue south. There is a vast ocean there, and on the ocean, there is a purple bamboo forest.
My junior brother and his wife are there.
Luo Qingyang took a deep breath, intending to criticize Zhou Zhenhuan, but ultimately sighed.
"Enough, enough, our connection has ended, there's nothing left to linger on."
Luo Qingyang's smile this time was genuine and genuinely happy; it was the ease of letting go of everything.
He rubbed his face vigorously: "I don't know what you've done using my name, but one day I will come back to challenge you to a duel. I hope you can handle it then."
Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and nodded: "Okay, if you're still alive by then."
Luo Qingyang laughed heartily, leaped into the air, and disappeared from Zhou Zhenhuan's sight in just a few bounds.
It's clear that his mastery of the power of spirit travel is still not quite perfect.
"Zhou Zhenhuan, I will come back alive. You just wait."
Zhou Zhenhuan imitated Xiao Se's manner, putting his hands in his sleeves and looking at the cloudless blue sky, but a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
The southern border is not very peaceful.
It seems that after someone was shattered on the ground by the Tongtian River last time, the immortals from beyond the realm have taken it seriously.
The four people coming down this time should be one from each of the four great immortal palaces.
Now that Luo Qingyang has gone to the Southern Territory, his strength is still somewhat lacking.
After all, her younger sister-in-law, the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, was only at the half-step Divine Realm. She still had a long way to go before she could break through to that step.
And that senior Xie Zhize, he's over a hundred years old, I wonder how much of his strength he still has left.
Zhou Zhen actually did a serious calculation, which was quite rare for him.
"Hmm, not too bad, there's even a pleasant surprise. Interesting."
Just then, a "hedgehog" crawled out from the pile of corpses.
"Senior Immortal Xiaoyao, Senior Immortal Xiaoyao, save me, save me."
Zhou Zhenhuan glanced at the Crimson King, whose aura was rising, a sign that he was about to be blessed with good fortune.
That doesn't make sense. Luo Qingyang has already betrayed us and left, so what's with this guy's rising aura?
Zhou Zhen looked at the sky, which seemed somewhat shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult to see through.
Chapter 148 Bai Yujing in the Martial World
With a wave of his sleeve, Zhou Zhenhuan instantly removed the steel needles from the Crimson King's body.
A burst of orange flames erupted from the pile of corpses, emitting no heat, yet everything instantly turned to ashes.
A crack appeared in the ground, and all the ashes fell into the earth, closing the crack.
Everything seemed as if it had never happened.
The pain in the Crimson King's body seemed to have disappeared. He struggled to his feet, his face still showing signs of pain and fear.
He bowed three times solemnly, saying, "Thank you for saving my life, senior."
Zhou Zhenhuan didn't even glance at him, and said leisurely, "Red King, the royal family should set an example for the world."
Those who practice witchcraft and drug-making will ultimately never be respectable.
If you were to actually sit in that position, what would the people of the world do?
To be treated like a beast of burden and at your beck and call?
Think carefully about what I said. A ruler should be upright and honorable. Even if he is wrong, he should face it with dignity.
Otherwise, what difference would there be between them and rats in the sewer?
"To rule the world, that's not how you do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhenhuan transformed into a gentle breeze and vanished without a trace.
The Crimson King shuddered: "He knows, he, he actually knows everything."
The Red King himself knew that such methods were not respectable, whether it was the underground river or violating human ethics and natural law by creating drug-making people.
If his father, the emperor, or anyone else finds out about any of his methods, then his time as a prince will be over.
Just as he wouldn't allow his mother to associate with Luo Qingyang after becoming emperor, the royal family has a sense of honor.
"what should I do?"
"Your Highness, do not panic. Someone of Xiaoyao Xian's status would never complain to His Majesty."
However, he was right about one thing: Your Highness, you should never do such things again.
The Crimson King seemed to have found his pillar of support, his face beaming with joy.
He looked at the figure that seemed to emerge from the darkness: "Father-in-law, you've arrived."
"Hush, this is not the place to talk. What Your Highness should do now is to take the initiative to apologize."
It is said that the Lone Sword Immortal was injured in a battle with the Dao Sword Immortal and was healing here, but he went berserk during the healing process and killed everyone here.
Now that the Lone Sword Immortal has fled far away, and the Carefree Immortal will not take the initiative to explain everything, this presents an opportunity.
Your Highness, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.
Even without the Lone Sword Immortal, you still have a chance of winning.
"Yes, that's right, I also have you, Father-in-law."
"Thank you for your kind offer, Your Highness. In addition, I have found a new ally for you."
"A new ally? Who is it?"
"Bai Yujing!"
The Red King's Villa has become a ruin; all traces have been buried, with only a gentle breeze remaining.
After a long while, a gentle breeze gathered, and Zhou Huanzhen's figure reappeared in the same spot, as if he had never left.
"Bai Yujing..."
That old codger is still alive; no wonder this kid is radiating energy.
Could it be that they've really gotten involved with Baiyujing from beyond the realm?
Or is it that there is also a powerful organization called Bai Yujing in the world today?
Zhou Zhen actually tried to calculate, but to no avail.
Things related to external regions are always difficult to calculate.
"Never mind, I need to find someone to ask."
Zhou Huanzhen stirred up a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace once again.
Bai Xiaotang is the most well-informed organization in the martial arts world.
The first generation of the Four Guardians of the Apocalypse, with the White Tiger Guardian of the West as its leader, was headed by Ji Ruofeng.
However, Ji Ruofeng was injured by a mysterious person when he rescued Xiao Se back then, and lost all his power, and his health deteriorated day by day.
Now, Baixiaotang has been passed down to his daughter, Ji Xue.
Zhou Zhenhuan always felt that this girl's genes must be missing something, otherwise it would be impossible for her to have a full head of white hair at such a young age.
If you want to find out about things in the martial arts world, you should come to Bai Xiaotang.
Ji Ruofeng looks very old.
His skills had been completely lost, and injuries and illnesses had left some traces of time on his face.
But he seems more open-minded now.
"Does the Master have something to instruct you on?"
The two sat under an old pine tree. Ji Ruofeng was a master of tea brewing, and the aroma of tea filled the air.
"It's not really an order, just some trivial matters I'd like to discuss with the hall master."
Ji Ruofeng was somewhat surprised: "Oh? If a real person calls it a trivial matter, it must be something important. I'd like to hear the details."
Ji Ruofeng felt grateful to the person in front of her.
Because he took Xiao Se as his disciple, and Xiao Se was originally his disciple as well.
So when we met, we naturally felt a bit closer.
Bai Xiaotang didn't specifically inquire about the deeds of the Immortal of Freedom, mainly because there were many things he couldn't find out.
Even so, they still managed to gather a lot of information.
Every single thing was terrifying.
Ji Ruofeng never imagined that this person would have something to ask of her.
"It's really nothing serious. I just wanted to ask if the Hall Master has ever heard of an organization called Bai Yujing."
Ji Ruofeng was slightly taken aback, pondered for a moment, and then slowly nodded.
Zhou Zhen was just trying his luck, but he didn't expect to actually get an answer, which was a pleasant surprise.
"Yes, but Bai Yujing's existence was like a fleeting moment."
The earliest dates back over a hundred years.
This concerns some secrets of the underworld.
Surely the real person knows the legend of the Guardian Family?
Although these things seem to have faded away from Beili, even the legends of the Guardian Family have gradually disappeared over the years.