The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 773 - 429: Submission

Elder He said with an ashen face, "I don’t know what you’re talking about!"

"Don’t know?" Ning Xiaoxian pointed at Li Jianming who had already entered the room and said, "You think you’ve covered your tracks perfectly, but don’t realize that this is the most obvious flaw! Even Jiu Mo would understand the misdeeds you’ve committed upon seeing him. Why else would she send assassins to take your life?—My dear behind-the-scenes mastermind!"

Elder He opened his mouth to argue but failed to say anything. Li Jianming, standing beside him, sneered, "You agreed to the terms, we’ve been together for more than two months, why haven’t I realized that you’re such a sore loser?"

As they were speaking, the chessboard on the floor suddenly trembled. It was only then that the three of them rembered that a liquid gold monster nad Faceless was trapped in the chess ga. Elder He said, "Without my demonic power to control it, Faceless will soon break free."

Ning Xiaoxian laughed: "No need to trouble yourself, sir. Soone here will handle it." She whistled, and a huge white bird ca soaring in the moonlight. Its nearly four-ter-tall body easily shrunk and slipped through the small window without any sign of difficulty. Elder He recognized this creature as the combat-oriented Chongming Bird, an ally of hers. Fortunately, the residence of Hidden Stream Demons was ordinarily spacious, with ceilings at least five ters high, unlike the buildings in Huaxia where floors were less than two and a half ters high—otherwise, Qi Zai wouldn’t even be able to stretch its neck.

"I’ll leave this to you," she said to Qi Zai, "Make it quick!"

Qi Zai puffed up its snow-white feathers with a bang and chuckled, "Watch !"

Just then, a crisp cracking sound ca from the ground. Without Elder He’s demonic power sustaining it, the chess ga could no longer hold together. A flash of white light streaked by, and the liquid gold monster Faceless was once again standing in the room.

Suddenly confronted with so many people, Faceless was taken aback, but its gaze quickly focused on Elder He, and a thick killing aura erged once again. This tangible aura enveloped the immobile Elder He, making him extrely uncomfortable.

However, Qi Zai stepped forward, blocking Faceless’s line of sight. Behind him, Ning Xiaoxian grabbed the shoulders of Elder He and Li Jianming, and smiled, "Soone wants to et you, please co with ." In the next mont, the three of them disappeared.

Although Faceless’s view was obstructed, it sensed the sudden disappearance of the three and was shocked. Qi Zai, dissatisfied, said, "Hey, hey, not focusing during a fight is very unprofessional!" It then pounced forward first to engage.

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The bottom space of God Demon Prison was almost immutable.

Elder He had no ti to observe this suddenly-appeared space. He wasn’t intimidated by the pressure emanating from Changtian, but still slowly knelt down as if his spine had been removed.

The black-clothed man in the center of the hall had an aura very familiar to him, one that had accompanied him for tens of thousands of nights, penetrating deep into his marrow and branding his soul. It made him want to crawl back no matter how far from Bashe Forest or how many legs were broken. This was the Power of Growth from Lord Ba Snake.

The identity of the person before him, did it need any further explanation?

Elder He stared intently at the floor, sweat finally breaking out on his forehead, drop by drop falling onto the Black Stone ground. He wanted to speak, but his throat felt as if it were blocked, unable to utter a word. The true big boss of Hidden Stream had unexpectedly appeared before him, leaving him utterly unprepared. He was calm enough not to tremble like a sieve seeing the glaring look of Lord Divine Monarch since he had committed such a misdeed, how could he have the guts or face to confront Lord Divine Monarch directly?

Changtian sighed softly and said, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

At his words, Elder He felt a lightness on his body, unable to help but kowtow vehently twice, tears streaming from his eyes, yet he dared not speak. Ning Xiaoxian, standing to the side and witnessing this, realized she had underestimated Changtian’s influence over those in Hidden Stream. For tens of thousands of years, they had been trapped in the sunless Bashe Forest, everyone knowing that only the personal arrival of the Divine Monarch could release them from the Power of Growth’s blessing—or rather, the curse. It was such a hopeless wait and tornt that their hope had been ground into oblivion.

Now with the Divine Monarch suddenly present, Elder He saw a chance to break free. Yet, he did not know whether, after committing such a grievous error, he would still have a chance to save his life, to wait for the day he could step out of Bashe Forest? After all, the legend of Lord Ba Snake in Hidden Stream had been mythologized, yet his true ans remained unknown to anyone.