Chapter 1406: Chapter 1395: Return to Zhonghai!
An imposing and towering temple pillar hall, with giant stones like a forest, suddenly reveals a black hole on the central ground, and with the rotation of the black hole, a figure is slowly spat out.
“Good thing no one’s around, or they’d be scared to death.”
Ning Fan looks around, the dimness eerily resembling a ghostly realm.
Because of his longing for Xu Ruolan, Ning Fan couldn’t even be bothered to attend the old man’s coronation ceremony and hurriedly left the Ancient Sky City.
“I wonder how much ti has passed outside?”
A trace of worry appears on Ning Fan’s face; he stayed in the Ancient Sky City for about a month, and if the ti inside and outside the barrier flows at the sa speed, Xu Ruolan must be going crazy.
Thinking of this, Ning Fan quickly heads to a corner.
He pries open the bricks, retrieving his passport and other items stored earlier.
As Ning Fan expected, the phone has shut down due to a dead battery.
Looking up at the sky, the rising sun renders the desert with thousands of rays of light, everything just as when Ning Fan first entered the barrier.
“Folks, this is the largest temple in Ancient Egypt…”
Upon exiting the temple and hearing a slightly familiar voice, Ning Fan looks up to see a group of tourists wearing small red caps, led by none other than the overly enthusiastic female tour guide.
“Seems like less than ten days have passed on Earth.”
Recalling the travel itinerary, Ning Fan rejoices inwardly.
As for going over to say hello and rejoining the tour group, Ning Fan has absolutely no interest and quietly leaves the place.
Looking back at the towering and majestic Thebes Temple, Ning Fan sets on his journey back.
It’s nearly seven hundred kiloters from here to Cairo Airport, and even if Ning Fan employs aerial mastery to travel, he’s likely to be exhausted.
He directly rushes onto the road to stop a car, and before the driver can start cursing, Ning Fan waves his colorful stash of US Dollar notes, making the driver welco him as warmly as if he t a dear father.
That day, Ning Fan boards a flight back to Zhonghai, his mind filled with thoughts of his adventures in the Ancient Sky City.
Gold coin sacrifice for cultivation, Divine Trial, Divine Artifact, Divine Blood…
All of this feels like a dream, not entirely real.
“Looks like the old man is going to be busy, huh.”
Ning Fan grins with schadenfreude.
In the final battle, Nakta I wanted to shatter the barrier, pulling everyone along to their doom.
Although Ning Fan thwarted his sche, the barrier had already reached a state of disintegration.
The Ancient Sky City had been mostly destroyed, restoring its original state isn’t sothing that can be done overnight.
The most painful loss for Ning Fan were the Thousand Year Eye Totem and the Thousand Year Eye Scepter.
The efficacy of these two divine artifacts was evident to all; as long as one doesn’t think of rging with the artifact, they really have no side effects.
The scepter can push soone to the Heavenly Gang Realm, the totem’s protective power is unmatched.
As long as these two divine artifacts are gathered, one could strut about fearlessly.
Unfortunately, these two artifacts ended up buried in the Divine Power Stone vein, then suppressed by the Pyramid, transforming into an energy core to stabilize the barrier anew.
There was no other choice, or else the barrier would slowly collapse, along with the residents of the Ancient Sky City.
But Ning Fan didn’t co out entirely empty-handed.
Helping the old man defeat his enemies and regain his position was already fulfilling Ning Fan’s aspirations.
Besides, he also gained the allegiance of the Fire Worship Cult’s candidate for Saintess. Given ti, a genuine Heavenly Gang Realm support will appear beside Ning Fan.
Of course, this period is too long; whether the Saintess ceremony can be successfully completed remains unknown.
The benefits that were acquired are the real benefits.
Touching his chest and feeling the heavy, strong heartbeat, Ning Fan shows a hint of satisfaction.
After swallowing the temple’s thousand-year reserve of Divine Power Stones, the Divine Blood constantly strengthens Ning Fan’s body.
Though the enhancent is subtle, with each heartbeat, the slight warm current traverses his body, unmistakably real.
“I wonder which realm the Divine Blood will ultimately push into.”
As the doubt arises, Ning Fan resolutely declares, “Definitely beyond the Heavenly Gang Realm.”
Ning Fan had previously faced off against Nakta I of the Heavenly Gang Realm, and with his mutated True Qi, even the Martial Soul Aura couldn’t bind him; he even had the power to contend.
The divine power contained in the Divine Blood is so overwhelming, it dwarfs the comparison between an ocean and a creek.
“It won’t really turn into a god, will it!”
Ning Fan laughs and shakes his head, no longer dwelling on such chaotic thoughts.
Just becoming a tranquil handso man, awaiting the flight’s landing in Zhonghai.
“I’m back, Huhansan.”
Stepping onto Zhonghai’s ground, Ning Fan excitedly shouts, not minding the strange looks from others.
“Ouyang Feifei, where are you?”
“Third Young Master, you’ve returned.”
Hearing the mix of joy and coquettishness, Ning Fan’s heart relaxes,
this tone alone proves that all is peaceful in Zhonghai, with no major incidents.
“I just got off the plane.”
“I’ll co to pick you up.”
“No need.”
After hailing a taxi, as he was eagerly heading ho, the driver suddenly pulls over.
Ning Fan says discontentedly, “What’s going on?”
“I’m sorry, sir…”
Just as he’s explaining, the sound of a police siren approaches from behind, and the driver quickly opens the car door.
“Officer, have so leniency!”
“No, you were over the yellow line just now at the intersection.”
Hearing that official tone, Ning Fan rolls down the window and lightly teases, “Officer Hai, long ti no see! When did you beco a traffic cop?”
Upon hearing this, the driver in distress subtly relaxes, but his heart skips a beat after hearing the next words.
“It’s you! Ning Fan.”
The gritty greeting, anyone can hear the deep-seated resentnt.
“Oh well, it looks like a penalty and a fine are inevitable.”
The driver casts a resentful glance at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan squints his eyes, sizing up the beautiful female traffic cop in front. She is none other than the fiery-tempered beauty officer, Baby Hai.
“Baobao, when did you beco a traffic cop?”
“None of your business!”
Hearing the repeated question, Baby Hai sharply retorts and then blushes, her eyebrows raised, sharply chastising, “Don’t call by my na.”
“Nas are ant to be called, aren’t they?”
Watching her fuming deanor, Ning Fan finds her increasingly amusing and imdiately speaks without restraint, “Hello Baobao, have you eaten yet, Baobao?…”
“You…”
Baby Hai is infuriated, unable to catch her breath, pointing an ivory finger at Ning Fan with an angry gaze.
“Are you going to hit ?”
Ning Fan leans back, adopting a mocking, fearful posture.
“Don’t call that.”
After gritting her teeth and uttering those words, Baby Hai’s face darkens.
“Baobao, how should I address you then?”
Seeing Ning Fan’s sly grin, Baby Hai’s fury bursts, “Get lost.”
The once-stunned driver instantly snaps back to reality, flooring the gas pedal and disappearing without a trace, leaving only the disordered Baby Hai in the wind.
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