His future should lie beyond the Heaven and Earth Lake.
In that much broader world.
There, he can say to every opponent he defeats, "Your killer, the Demon Race Golden Flash—Ying Zhao!"
There, he can say to every expert who flees at the sight of him, "Run then, rember the fear this king brings you!"
Imagining these scenes, the corners of Ying Zhao’s mouth revealed a smug smile.
"Fourth King, what’s wrong?"
Yu Jiang, beside him, was confused.
Why does the Fourth King smile so... foolishly?
Thinking this, Yu Jiang hurriedly swallowed the thought and then tried to erase it from his mind.
After all, conjecturing like this about the Fourth King would be greatly disrespectful.
Ying Zhao quickly collected his smile and explained, "It’s nothing, this king was just involuntarily thinking about his future."
"Fourth King, then we..."
"Go! To the Immortal Sect, today this king will join the Immortal Sect, embarking on the journey to beco an Unparalleled Demon Emperor."
"Uh-huh..."
The previous sentence was left unfinished; this one though.
Yu Jiang was speechless.
He was used to it.
He was used to it.
The Fourth King always liked to say things like this.
Such drama.
Clearly only at the Divine Profound Realm...
Opening the door, Ying Zhao and Yu Jiang headed towards the Immortal Sect.
Due to the maze array, Yu Jiang could only let Ying Zhao wait at the foot of the mountain, while he went up to find Wen Ping.
During Ying Zhao’s wait, a group of people ca from the other end of the street, looking very aggressive. Especially the three leading figures of Upper Realm of Mountain Suppression, Ying Zhao took one look and involuntarily stepped back, his mind imdiately picturing them trying to capture him.
His fists clenched tightly.
The hostility in his eyes was very clear.
When Yun Jing and the others arrived, seeing that Ying Zhao was also about to ascend to the Immortal Sect, they imdiately smiled.
At this smile, Ying Zhao felt a chill in his heart.
A smile with hidden daggers!
Indeed, the people of the Hundred Sects Alliance are no ordinary characters, as cunning as he had seen and heard.
"Do you think I would believe that’s a genuine smile? Hmph... Trying to make this king relax his guard, then capture to claim credit? Dream on!" Ying Zhao muttered inwardly, then revealed a contemptuous smile.
Words of warning naturally flowed from his lips.
"This king doesn’t believe you’d dare act! This king is about to join the Immortal Sect, to beco a mber of it. If you dare act, Situ Xiuneng is your precedent!"
Yun Jing and the others were instantly stunned.
Their smiles froze.
Afterward, they looked at each other, just as Yun Jing was about to say sothing, Ying Zhao spoke again.
"No need to pretend; this king has seen through you!"
After saying this, Ying Zhao retreated two more steps, leaning against the Sword Stele behind him, to maintain the deanor a son of the Demon Emperor should have. Of course, this deanor relied on the Sword Stele, otherwise it would seem insincere.
Ge Jiao, upon hearing this, imdiately lost his temper.
"Elder Yun, ignore him, he’s crazy. We said nothing, did nothing, and he keeps acting like this."
Ge Jiao imdiately intended to ascend the Thousand Layers, while Yun Jing and the others nodded, only choosing not to speak with Ying Zhao.
She really couldn’t understand the mindset of this son of the Demon Emperor.
Just as the group from the Wanderer Lodge was about to ascend to the Immortal Sect, Yu Jiang descended hastily from above.
"Fourth King..." Just shouting this, he saw Yun Jing and the others, hurriedly raised his hand to stop them, "Everyone, the Sect Leader is currently in seclusion, so you cannot go up to the Immortal Sect."
"He’s in seclusion?"
"How long will Sect Leader Wen be in seclusion?"
Yun Jing and the others quickly asked.
"I don’t know... The Sect Leader didn’t say when he would return from seclusion. But he instructed that no one should disturb him." Yu Jiang’s words were intended for both Yun Jing and Ying Zhao.
Upon hearing this, the group’s faces imdiately showed a hint of disappointnt.
The mbers of the Wanderer Lodge were disappointed because the reception gifts they prepared couldn’t be delivered.
And Ying Zhao’s disappointnt lay in his journey to beco an unrivaled Demon Emperor being postponed.
...
Wind Valley.
anwhile, Wen Ping, having summoned and examined the undead creature of Half-Step Earth Unrestricted last night, felt it was still not secure enough. After all, this journey was to the true headquarters of the Hundred Sects Alliance.
There were three Half-Step Earth Unrestricted experts there!
So, his power needs to be boosted yet again. However, at this ti, whether it’s advancing the Spirit Body or increasing proficiency in Expelliarmus, neither can be significantly enhanced in a short period. That leaves only one option!
Wind’s Shackles!
Improving the realm of Wind Binding Skill cannot only be achieved through practice but also through repeated trials.
This concept is similar to swinging the Ten Layers Tower.
Wind Binding Skill in Minor Success can forcibly control the enemy for three breaths, but in Perfection, it can control the enemy for six breaths.
Wen Ping wants to try if he can increase Wind Binding Skill to Great Success or Perfection in the coming days.
Being able to lengthen the shackling ti by one breath is imnsely crucial during a battle.
Because a duel between masters often hinges on that slight difference.
And precisely such a difference can an loss or victory, life or death.
He had just tried a few tis, passing through all stone arches, each requiring an hour.
With two and a half days, or about 60 hours remaining before the adventure begins, this ans at least 60 trial runs. He felt each Wind Binding trial run brings significant improvent.
Wind Binding Skill, which has remained at Minor Success, is like a tortoise starting to crawl towards the finish line!
"Host, now the people from Wanderer Lodge and son of the Demon Emperor are at the foot of Yunlan Mountain; are you sure you don’t want to et them?"
"No eting!" Wen Ping sweated profusely, gritted his teeth, and spat out two words as he moved forward.
At this mont, Wen Ping could afford no distractions.
Adding strength for the adventure task is the most important thing.
If the adventure task isn’t completed, the Wanderer Lodge choosing to surrender and the Demon Emperor’s son inheriting fleeting power ans little.
"The host’s current Wind Binding can shackle a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted existence; if Wind Binding and undead creature can defeat a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted expert from the Hundred Sects Alliance, perhaps the second tier of the adventure task will be hopeful."
"I’ve long thought this through."
Wen Ping expressed disdain for the system’s hindsight.
"Then let tell you what the host doesn’t know. Given the host’s current progress, even if 60 trials are completed, Wind Binding Skill can at most be upgraded to Great Success. In Great Success, Wind Binding Skill only increases the shackling ti by one breath."
"Can I securely enter the Great Success Realm?"
"No problem. But the premise is the host continues tirelessly during these days to possibly increase this one breath."
"Understood!"
Wen Ping was instantly overjoyed.
Being able to securely enter is good; shackling a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted expert for one more breath can very likely tilt the scales of victory directly! After all, one breath ans nurous strikes for a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted expert, causing multiple injuries to the enemy!
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