485: Chapter 485: Return to the Mist Ghost Forest!
(2 more updates) 485: Chapter 485: Return to the Mist Ghost Forest!
(2 more updates) “Who else wants to send themselves to their death?”
The Despicable Donkey hovered arrogantly midair, with Evil Clouds swirling beneath its hooves, exuding an air of unrivaled dominance like it owned the world.
With magic at its fingertips, it could kill with a re gesture!
Everyone’s hearts were seized with terror; the strength displayed by the Despicable Donkey far surpassed the realm of the Divine Essence, and even the common warriors of the Divine Sea Realm couldn’t possibly be this frightening!
The might of the Despicable Donkey had exceeded their imaginations by far.
This unremarkable-looking black donkey was definitely no ordinary donkey!
Those Divine Essence Realm powerhouses each brought out their unique skills and exhausted all ans, crushing Void Talismans and Teleportation Scrolls…
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Figures vanished from their spots, they were petrified!
For the Despicable Donkey, wiping them out was almost as easy and carefree as child’s play.
They had co here to seize the Nine Profound Creation Fruits for a lengthier life; knowing death was certain, naturally, they would not foolishly remain.
Even Lio Chengjun and Hua Caiyi were no exception, those two ran faster than anyone else.
“They’re running away?
How boring!”
The Despicable Donkey, having taken advantage, still looked down scornfully at the so-called group of Human Clan warriors with disdain.
It didn’t consider that, as a Demon King, strictly speaking Quasi Half-step Demon Emperor, it was actually bullying a group of “kids” from the Divine Essence Realm; feeling self-satisfied with such actions was truly shaless!
Ling Feng’s brows lifted, and spreading his True Qi Wings, he soared up to the face of the Despicable Donkey and extended his hand, saying, “Hand over the Nine Profound Creation Fruits to .”
“Here, here, here!” The Despicable Donkey glanced at the not-yet-warm Nine Profound Creation Fruits, saliva dripping from its mouth corner, but still it threw the fruits to Ling Feng.
Although shaless, this fellow did have so credibility once its word was given.
“Thanks!” Ling Feng carefully stored away the Nine Profound Creation Fruits; this was not a suitable place to refine such Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
“Hmph!” The Despicable Donkey watched with a pained expression as Ling Feng put away the Nine Profound Creation Fruits, as if it was suffering the agony of castration.
“Alright, alright, your benefits will not be neglected in the future,” Ling Feng said, rolling his eyes and then taking out the Teleportation Token to Mist Ghost Forest from his Spirit Storage Ring.
The ti wasted over these days at the Sea and Sky Barrier could be compensated for instantly using this Teleportation Token.
“Eh?” The Despicable Donkey, spotting the token in Ling Feng’s hand, twitched in surprise, crying out, “Kid, you’re not thinking of going back to Mist Ghost Forest, are you?
No way, no way!
Not for all the tea in China would I return to that accursed place!”
“Oh?
And here I thought you might miss your forr master,” Ling Feng said with a small smile.
“Pah!
This Divine Beast would miss that old coot?” The Despicable Donkey lifted its leg, ready to leave, and bellowed, “I definitely won’t go back to that place, I tell you!”
“It’s not like you’ll be locked up there for another thousand years!” Ling Feng rubbed his nose, grinning with raised eyebrows, “Could it be you’re scared?”
“Scared?” Upon hearing this, the Despicable Donkey’s mane nearly stood on end, “Are you joking?
A Divine Beast like , scared?
Hmph, fine, let’s go—I want to see if that damned old ghost is dead yet!”
Ling Feng secretly chuckled to himself.
The Despicable Donkey’s weak spot was just too obvious; easily fooled by the simplest of taunts.
“Heh heh.”
With a slight smile, Ling Feng activated the Teleportation Array within the Token just as Emperor Sky White’s Dharma Form had taught him.
The next mont, a faint light shone from the Token, and a crack appeared in the void, revealing a deep and long passage.
…
The darkness lasted about half an hour, and then, the world brightened before his eyes, Ling Feng and Despicable Donkey were flung out of the passage.
The next mont, the man and the donkey found themselves back at the core of the Spirit Vein under the Mist Ghost Forest, atop a three-foot-tall Teleportation Array.
“Despicable Donkey, wait here for for a bit, or you can go back to your Bamboo House if you prefer.
You should be more familiar with this place than I am.”
Ling Feng turned to look at Despicable Donkey, then added, “Of course, you can also co with to et Senior Emperor Sky White.”
“I’d rather not go!” That Despicable Donkey’s eyes spun around as it sized up the Spirit Vein around it, saliva already streaming down; in the previous haste, it rely scraped a few pieces, but this ti it intended to dig its fill.
Seeing green light practically spewing from Despicable Donkey’s eyes, Ling Feng shook his head and chuckled, “You may dig in this Primordial Stone Vein, but don’t overdo it.
It’s the long, steady process that truly counts; don’t damage the essence of the Spirit Vein.”
It would be one thing if the Spirit Veins elsewhere were exhausted, but the Mist Ghost Forest was one of his “main camps.” If Despicable Donkey depleted the Spirit Vein, it could harm the foundation of the Great Formation, making it far less convenient to teleport back directly in the future.
“I get it, I get it, holy smokes—you sound like an old man, always nagging!”
Despicable Donkey flicked its tail, “Do you think this Divine Beast is as stupid as you?”
Ling Feng rolled his eyes, too lazy to bother with Despicable Donkey any further, and made his way to the previously discovered cave, continuing until his steps ca to a halt at the very end.
“Senior, I’ve returned.
Please let in!”
Ling Feng called out loudly.
The next mont, the stone wall in front of him suddenly flashed with light, and an invisible suction force tugged at Ling Feng’s body, yanking him harshly inside.
Ling Feng felt as though he slamd into a vortex, then vanished inside the original cave.
By the ti Ling Feng had regained his senses, he was already back in the secret chamber where he had first planted the Qi Refining Mixed Elent Lock.
And there stood Emperor Sky White’s Dharma Form, hands clasped behind his back in the chamber, looking Ling Feng up and down with a smile, “Oh?
Little fellow, you’ve finally co back!”
“Greetings, Senior!”
Ling Feng bowed to Emperor Sky White’s Dharma Form; the shock of seeing this senior expert again was indescribable.
Even after more than half a year witnessing many masters, none ca close to the level of Emperor Sky White’s Dharma Form, let alone his true self, the real Emperor Sky White.
“Half a year absent, and you’ve made quick progress, young man—forty-seven ridians!
That’s quite interesting!”
Under the watchful eyes of Emperor Sky White’s Dharma Form, Ling Feng couldn’t hide any secrets.
“It was a stroke of luck to break through,” Ling Feng said with a slight smile.
“Therefore, I’ve returned this ti to ask Senior to plant the second Qi Refining Mixed Elent Lock within .”
“It is possible,” Emperor Sky White’s Dharma Form nodded slightly.
“However, you’re about to break through Fifty ridians.
At that ti, I can plant the third Mixed Elent Lock for you, and you can attempt to break through right here.”
Emperor Sky White’s Dharma Form spoke indifferently, “You seem to have a Nine Profound Creation Fruit in your Spirit Storage Ring, right?
With it, breaking through Fifty ridians should be sufficient.”
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