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Divine Hint: Reporting An Escaped Convict From The Start
Chapter 380 - 380 Gathering of Wind and Clouds, Request for Information380 Gathering of Wind and Clouds, Request for Information
“What the hell is going on?” Yuan Youhong said to Ye Wuhen again, but his heart was calm.
“That guy killed Nie Yun from the Kunlun Immortal Sect and completely disregarded the Immortal Sect. I was immediately angry. Then, I went up and slashed him, but I didn’t expect him to be a Core Formation realm expert! Then… I was crushed. I wanted to leave, but he forcefully signed a soul contract…” Ye Wuhen slowly explained the situation. When his words fell into the ears of Du Shanjun, Yuan Youhong, and the others, they instantly frowned.
“You’re saying that the person who contracted you was a Core Formation cultivator?” asked Yuan Youhong again.
“Yes! He must be a Core Formation cultivator! Moreover, he should be similar to you, elders. He’s at the late-stage Core Formation realm…” said Ye Wuheng with absolute certainty.
“He’s also at the late-stage Core Formation realm? As long as he’s not a Soul Formation expert! Then there’s no problem… Let’s go! Ye Wuhen, follow me. Kill that guy and the contract will naturally be canceled,” said Yuan Youhong immediately in a low voice, his voice filled with extreme pride.
In Yuan Youhong’s opinion, although the other party was a late-stage completion leveled cultivator, he and Du Shanjun were the same. The other party was only an individual.
“How dare he contract a prodigy of our Taihua Sword Sect? Is that guy courting death? Let’s go, Ye Wuhen, lead the way! Where is that guy? If it’s too far, we can only snatch the key to the mystic realm for the time being,” said Du Shanjun angrily. The two of them’s main goal was still the key to the mystic realm.
Hearing the two elders’ words, Ye Wuhen’s eyes lit up again and he was slightly happy.
Since two elders were willing to help him, his contract might really be canceled. That guy should not be a match for the two elders…
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Jiangbei, that guy is in Jiangbei!” said Ye Wuhen immediately, followed by an exclaim in surprise, “Mystic realm key? Elder Du, have any disciples of the sect found the whereabouts of the mystic realm key?”
When Ye Wuhen heard this secret realm key, he could not help but be puzzled.
“Yes! That’s right, there’s the whereabouts of the mystic realm key. A disciple sent back news! What a coincidence. According to the news I sent, the mystic realm key is also in Jiangbei!” Du Shanjun nodded and spoke again in a low voice.
Hence, Ye Wuhen left with Yuan Youhong and Du Shanjun and headed for Jiangbei again.
At the same time, in another direction, on a train, an old man in a Daoist robe spoke in a low voice, “Is the news true? Is the key to the mystic realm really in Jiangbei?”
In front of the old man, two people were kneeling in front of him. Behind him, many people were standing. There were more than ten figures, and every figure was filled with a powerful cultivation aura and was extremely arrogant.
“Elder, it’s about right. It’s said that the news first came from the people of the Jade Pool Immortal Sect,” said one of them immediately.
“From the Jade Pool Immortal Sect? There shouldn’t be a problem…”
When the old man heard this disciple’s answer, his eyes narrowed and he said in a low voice, “It’s said that the Jade Pool Mystic Realm was left behind by the founder of the Jade Pool Immortal Sect. The people of the Jade Pool Immortal Sect might have some special way to find the key to the mystic realm.”
“Order all the disciples in the southwest to gather in Jiangbei! I’m afraid a huge battle is inevitable this time!” said the old man again. Since they could receive the news, the other immortal sects must have also received the news. Many people from other factions must have gone to Jiangbei. At that time, there would definitely be a fight.
As the old man finished speaking, a disciple beside him immediately took out a jade token. The jade token flowed with spiritual light and had some strange patterns. The disciple’s finger swiped on the jade token twice. Immediately, the jade token emitted a strange wave and spread out.
This jade pendant was clearly a communication Dharma artifact.
They were all from the Kunlun Immortal Sect. The old man in front of them was the grand elder of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. He was second only to the sect master and was also a late-stage Core Formation realm expert. He was almost at the Soul Formation realm.
East of Jiangbei, on a flight, a group of cultivators in white robes with outstanding auras were also heading towards Jiangbei.
Every one of them was filled with an extraordinary aura, and their expressions were filled with pride.
All of them were Penglai Sect cultivators.
The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, but he was quite good-looking and had the charm of a mature man.
And these people were all going for the key to the mystic realm.
The Kunlun Immortal Sect, the Taihua Sword Sect, the Penglai Sect, and the Three Immortal Sects all had powerhouses now, leading many cultivators towards Jiangbei.
In addition to the three major sects, some powerful families in Shanghai and Beijing had also sent experts to Jiangbei.
Even many ordinary people felt a sense of oppression.
The sky seemed to be changing…
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt this moment, the real wind and clouds gathered. Powerful cultivators gathered in Jiangbei.
Soon, more than a hundred cultivators appeared in Jiangbei.
For a moment, Jiangbei was shaken, and the entire southwest was shaken.
In the garrison of Southwest Town, Nie Yuntian and Daoist Zhang were sitting opposite each other and discussing something.
However, at this moment, the two of them had strange expressions.
“Something big is about to happen,” muttered Nie Yuntian.
“They’re all here to snatch the key to the mystic realm… Let’s go and take a look too… This is no longer something we can control…” said Daoist Zhang in a low voice again.
So many powerful cultivators and experts of so many factions had arrived in Jiangbei. Even if the entire garrison of Southwest Town was mobilized, it would be useless.
Daoist Zhang immediately took out his phone and dialed an internal number.
“Hey!” The next moment, a man’s voice came from the other end of the line.
“Director, I’m Daoist Zhang! I have something to ask you…” Daoist Zhang immediately explained what had happened.
“I understand…”
Immediately after, another voice came from the other end of the line. Then the line went dead.
Only then did Daoist Zhang relax a little.
Although the director did not give a clear reply, Daoist Zhang knew that the director would definitely have arrangements for this matter.