The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 828 - 395: You Ying Group’s Betrayal (Part 2)
He turned his head and smiled, "Isn’t that right, Brother Ye?"
The fake Si Xingye, wearing a golden mask, remained silent, because this person was just someone randomly chosen from the Jiang family to replace the Ghost Slayer path in order not to expose any flaws.
Similarly, the Moon Princess was also replaced by a Jiang family member, and the process was quite troublesome.
Because the real Moon Princess had an excellent figure, even though her height was limited, she had a kind of slender and graceful beauty that was hard to achieve through training alone, requiring a lot of medication.
"Is it a member of The Order of the Hidden?"
Nightmare looked at the person in the coffin, feeling a bit nervous. He had also participated in the Returning Burial Forest operation. God knows how many of his comrades had been turned against him, and that feeling of betrayal was really unpleasant.
"Although I’m reluctant, I have no choice but to try. The road leading to Dragon Burial Valley is always shrouded in sandstorms, and there’s likely an ancient ancestor waking up inside. Even Superdimensional Level Ascenders would be courting death without supplies. We can only choose to avoid it and take a detour."
He reached out and pressed his hand on the forehead of the person in the coffin. Dark light emitted from his fingertips as he chanted quietly, "Once I divine any useful clues, I’ll notify everyone immediately."
Dawn stood by his side, vigilantly looking around. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
With a booming sound, Ji Xiaoyu hoisted up a worn-out throne, her expression fierce.
She was mimicking the chair killer’s method of killing. Since ascending to the Fifth Rank, she had mastered a new Forbidden Spell, becoming even more powerful, almost three times stronger than others at the same rank.
Just a couple of days ago, when she first arrived in Ying Province, she encountered a pervert with a preference for little girls. She smashed his brains with one blow, causing the airport staff to bleed from all seven orifices in fear.
The collaboration between the You Ying Group and the Ether Association was filled with distrust on both sides.
Currently, a team had been dispatched to scout the path but unfortunately got lost in the endless desert.
Both sides were eyeing each other warily, with a tense and hostile atmosphere like gunpowder filling the air.
"Aim at seven o’clock from my position."
After a while, a voice broke the silence.
"Let’s go!"
Dawn signaled for his teammates to follow, whispering, "I hope Sister Lu and the others are alright."
Jiang Ziyue, smiling broadly, followed with the Twilight Candidates, "Take care of the camels. They are precious assets. Without them, we’re like cripples with broken legs."
Since vehicles couldn’t travel in the desert, camels became the most valuable means of transport, used to store all their supplies, especially fresh water and secret medicine.
Tang Ling followed from a distance at the back of the group. Because of her special status, no one approached her for conversation. Given her strength, no one thought she would have any problems, so she was left to act freely.
This time, the leader of the Omega Sequence was Dawn, and the leader of the Dusk Sequence was Jiang Ziyue.
The young people were not the focus.
In reality, the ones responsible for the main event in the open were the two Demigod Level members, Lin Dong and Netherworld.
Even if dimension restrictions forced them to suppress their strength to the Seventh Rank, they were still absolutely the strongest.
"How is Aunt’s health?"
Someone whispered.
Netherworld stood on the crumbling palace dome, overlooking the sand-whipping city, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
"You still care about her health?"
Lin Dong also lit a cigarette, watching the convoy fade into the distance, speaking indifferently, "Are you worried about when she’ll pass? Or do you think she’ll take you, a traitor, with her when she goes?"
Netherworld chuckled silently, his black hair swaying in the wind, his smile rather devilish, "No need to play this game between us, right? Speaking of which, you’re still my junior. I’ve been in your position for a few years. You’re a Heavenly Person; you should understand the characteristics of the Candle Light Law. If Aunt doesn’t die, how can you emerge?"
Historically, someone in our country once said, how could there be a Crown Prince for forty years?
Far across the ocean, a Prince in an island country was unconvinced, declaring there could be a Crown Prince for seventy years.
From the perspective of the Order World, as long as the President remains alive, the next generation of Heavenly Persons can’t hope to ascend.
The issue is she’s already too old, old enough that she can’t make unrestricted moves anymore.
If that’s the case, why haven’t you died yet.
Lin Dong remained expressionless, seemingly unmoved by such matters.
"I guess that’s what you’re thinking too, right? Those ancient families, including the Gold and Silver Catastrophes, and even within the Lishan Tiyan Pavilion, there should be dissenting voices. Especially for you two vice presidents, don’t your ancient supporters behind you really have any thoughts?"
Netherworld removed the cigarette from his lips and casually tossed it into the wind, "Why don’t I give you a hand?"
Lin Dong squinted, the howling snowstorm flashing through his pupils, "What do you want to do?"
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On a desert mound, a massive corpse collapsed with a crash, the flowing blood corroding the sands, emitting a searing aura like molten lava, stinging one’s eyes shut.
Lu Qingqing knelt on the ground, smoke rising from her dual guns. All around her was burning blood. This time, her opponent was a deformed Ancient God Seed, resembling a prehistoric giant crocodile capable of spawning eggs.
