NABC Chapter 426 - 335 Playing Dead to Escape_2
Chapter 426 - 335 Playing Dead to Escape_2
After much contemplation, he shook his head slightly.
"Forget it, forget it, if I were to steal, I’d go after the immortals. How could I, without shame, bully my juniors for just two Spiritual Treasures..."
Heaven’s Secret Child covered his chest, repressing the pain, and pondered where to regain his face. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"After ascending to the Immortal Realm, I will recount in detail to the Iron Crown Immortal the deeds of those two. Given the fiery temper of that couple, there will surely be a good show!"
"Hehehe..."
Thinking of this, Heaven’s Secret Child couldn’t help but let out a strange laugh, and immediately tossed the Spiritual Treasures to the back of his mind.
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Eastern Sea.
Tens of thousands of miles away, on a nameless small island.
The island was protected by hundreds of formations, not for attack or defense, but all designed to shield against divination.
In the center of the formations.
A black and red heart the size of a human head pulsed loudly, emitting a dazzling spiritual light, and slowly transformed into a human figure over two feet tall.
"Immortal, you have finally come back to life."
The Spirit Ginseng doll happily circled the little man, eager to touch the tender head of the Immortal.
"Even after several experiments, I still find this Distraction Curse very strange. Witchcraft Curse Technique is vastly different from Immortal Path Supernatural Abilities. I wonder if there is a complete lineage existing today!"
Zhou Yi looked down at his palms, tender as a baby’s, with only ten percent of his mana remaining.
The exotic heart cultivated by the Distraction Curse determined after death the size of the resurrected body, which depended on the amount of gathered vital energy.
"I wonder if my feigned death deceived the immortals."
Zhou Yi did not have much confidence in this, especially since Heaven’s Secret Child was adept at divination, and the Black Heart Demon Lord had been killed by the Severing Heaven Sect.
"But even if he did calculate it, it doesn’t matter. He’s unlikely to care, even if Xiao Yunzi casts aside his shame to come after me and kill me. I’ve left Distraction parts in the southeast, south, and north of Dong Sheng Divine Continent..."
"Even if I resurrect in the Divine Continent and cannot escape the continued pursuit, I have one last move deep in the Eastern Sea. At most, I will lose some mana!"
Three hundred years ago, a buffalo carrying Kunlun Cave Heaven flew eastward for a hundred years.
The speed of the Innate Demon God’s flight was several times faster than when leaving the Nine Continents, after which he plunged Kunlun Cave Heaven into the seabed.
In the Cave Heaven was an exotic heart, Zhou Yi revived and continued to flee. Even the immortals did not dare pursue him into the Dead Spirit Sea Area, for fear of risking total destruction.
"All else is external; as long as the Longevity Dao Fruit exists, I stand on invincible ground!"
Zhou Yi’s figure wavered, morphing into a young daoist as he pulled out piles of Spirit Stones from his storage bag and began to cultivate on the island.
Unless the three immortals ascend, Zhou Yi would rather his realm fall than recover Kunlun Cave Heaven.
That was his ultimate life protection!@@@@
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Qingyun Mountain.
Han Zhao followed the instruction of his master and established a ceremonial mound.
The mound was placed on the most auspicious site of Qingyun Mountain, with an inscription reading "Tomb of the Heavenly Master."
The seventh day after the funeral had just passed.
Han Zhao came to the mound to burn ceremonial paper and saw a figure standing in the distance, dressed in a scarlet official robe. He hurried over and bowed deeply.
Han Zhao replied, "Junior will heed Uncle-Master’s instruction."
Bai Suixin took out some yellow paper, burned it in front of the grave, and muttered a bunch of words. Before leaving, he told Han Zhao,
"If you ever find yourself in trouble, come directly to the Heavenly Prison to find me. With your Senior Brother’s friendship, even the gravest of sins can spare you your life!"
"Many thanks, Uncle-Master."
Han Zhao had just said goodbye to Bai Suixin when another figure appeared before the grave...
...
Meanwhile, far away.
On the shore of the Eastern Sea was a Nameless Barren Mountain.
On the mountain, a large troop of monkeys gathered, forming groups; the nearby villagers called it Monkey Mountain.
That day.
A monkey holding broken stones returned to the dwelling of its tribe, and from afar, it heard the incessant, disordered chattering of the monkeys.
The monkey joined in with a few cries and leapt through the forest, passing through hundreds, if not thousands, of its kin to reach the home it had built.
It placed the broken stones into its nest, shaping them into a nest-like structure.
Cheep cheep cheep!
Upon hearing the calls of its half-sibling brothers, the monkey couldn’t bother with its nest anymore; it replied with a few calls and leaped over to play.
Night fell.
The monkeys each retreated to their own homes, and this monkey lay down in its nest to sleep.
In a hazy dream, the monkey saw an endless sea of blood, slowly engulfing it, unable to struggle or resist.
Outside the dream.
The same monkey uttered a few cries, leaping through the jungle, passing through hundreds, if not thousands, of its kin to reach the home it had built.
It placed the broken stones into its nest, shaping them into a nest-like structure.
Cheep cheep cheep!
Upon hearing the calls of its half-sibling brothers, the monkey couldn’t bother with its nest anymore; it replied with a few calls and leaped over to play.
Night fell.
The monkeys each retreated to their own homes, and this monkey lay down in its nest to sleep.
In a hazy dream, the monkey saw an endless sea of blood, slowly engulfing it, unable to struggle or resist.
Outside the dream.
The same monkey uttered a few cries, leaping through the jungle, passing through hundreds, if not thousands, of its kin to reach the home it had built.
It placed the broken stones into its nest, shaping them into a nest-like structure.
Cheep cheep cheep!
Upon hearing the calls of its half-sibling brothers, the monkey couldn’t bother with its nest anymore; it replied with a few calls and leaped over to play.
Night fell.
The monkeys each retreated to their own homes, and this monkey lay down in its nest to sleep.
In a hazy dream, the monkey saw an endless sea of blood, slowly engulfing it, unable to struggle or resist.
Outside the dream.