"Damn this secular world, everyone looks like an ordinary person on the surface, but they could be a hidden expert," Wu Chang'an muttered as he walked down the street, feeling there was danger everywhere.
"I'd better hide out in the outskirts!"
As soon as he said that, Wu Chang'an disappeared.
A mont later, he was already outside the city.
"Phew!"
"The outskirts are nice, with such beautiful scenery and nature..."
But before his voice faded away, the earth rumbled loudly.
"Boom boom!"
The deafening sound spread all around, cracks appeared on the ground, and then to Wu Chang'an's shocked gaze, a huge building burst out from the ground and towered in front of him.
"What the hell is this?"
"Damn it!"
"I'm dood, I'm dood!"
Seeing the massive structure, Wu Chang'an cursed up a storm. He just wanted to find a safe place to hide, so why did this have to appear?
With one look, it was clear this was Jiang Yu's tomb!
Wu Chang'an was in despair, sensing countless auras rushing over. He was filled with a sense of crisis.
"I've never been here before, never!"
"I'm getting out of here!"
Wu Chang'an ford seals with his hands, drilling straight into the ground and disappearing.
"Phew!"
After plunging who knows how many yards underground, surrounded by earth, Wu Chang'an felt unprecedented safety. But the next mont, he felt like he had crashed into sothing.
The scene before his eyes changed.
He realized he was now in a grand hall.
In front of the hall hung a legendary saint weapon.
"Damn it!"
"How did I get in here?"
Seeing this, Wu Chang'an cursed up a storm. He didn't even glance at the weapon before starting to run.
As he ran, countless chanisms in the hall were triggered.
"Boom boom boom..."
Wave after wave of attacks struck Wu Chang'an, only stopping after a long ti.
By now, Wu Chang'an had hidden in a corner, trembling all over.
"Huff...huff..."
"That was close, almost died!"
Wu Chang'an muttered shakily, "I used up eighteen of my ten billion shadow clone techniques just now. If I use up nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and eighty-two more, I'll be finished!"
"Heavens, soone save !"
"It's too dangerous here."
"I absolutely won't move, even if I have to die here!"
...
At the foot of Qingshan Gate.
"Haha, I, Yu Wujie, am indeed handso and charming, peach blossoms co to automatically!"
Seeing the woman before him, beautiful as a celestial maiden, Yu Wujie's eyes were about to pop out. Her translucent, crystal-like skin, her slender jade legs, he couldn't get enough.
And the veil over her face, Yu Wujie wished he could tear it off to fully behold what kind of fairy she was.
Most importantly, such a peerless beauty, the finest female disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, had co looking for him.
"What do you think, do you like ?" Alluring sounds ca from beneath the woman's veil as she lightly lifted Yu Wujie's chin with her jade-like foot, asking gently.
She was Peng Xianer, the newly famous genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"L-like, I like you!"
Yu Wujie's nose was practically bleeding as he stamred out a reply.
"Then will you follow from now on?" The voice continued, a hint of deeper aning in her eyes.
"Of course, of course!"
Yu Wujie offered almost no resistance.
Just as the woman was about to continue speaking, her eyebrows suddenly twitched. She got up and looked towards the outskirts of Pingjiang City.
"Miss, the tomb probably reacted. We should hurry over there," an elderly man with sword-like eyebrows standing nearby urgently reminded her.
"Alright, let's hurry over. And bring him along," Peng Xianer decided instantly, glancing at Yu Wujie.
The elder looked at Yu Wujie, wondering why his young miss wanted to bring along this useless person, but he didn't say anything more. Grabbing Yu Wujie, they rushed towards the outskirts.
When they arrived, in addition to various major sects, Yun Xianque of Wind and Cloud Valley had also co.
"Looks like you all arrived pretty quickly!"
At this mont, a cultured voice rang out as an immaculate youth in white robes descended with an old man.
"Blowing Snow Mountain Villa, Fifth Sky!"
Seeing the effeminate man even more beautiful than won, Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer's eyebrows creased slightly.
Clearly, he was also a formidable character.
"But I only see you two. Where are the people from Imperial Sword Sect?" Fifth Sky asked.
Hearing this, Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer fell silent.
It was true they hadn't heard anything about Imperial Sword Sect recently. Even their disciples were rarely seen out and about, and they hadn't even shown up for sothing this major, which was rather bizarre.
"Forget it, one less opponent is for the best. Let's first see how we can enter this tomb!"
Saying so, Fifth Sky looked towards the Tomb of the Martial Saint.
Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer also focused their gazes there, eyes filled with greed.
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