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Translator: Ashish
Translation Checker: Silavin
“Inform the Genomarines, they need to get their hands on that Spirit Flower by any means necessary.”
“Yes, Madam.”
At the drop of the last word, the figure disappeared into the darkness of the night.
Shortly after, a bat quietly landed on the pavilion.
Moments later…
*Boom…*
With the surge of Spiritual Energy, one became ten, ten became a hundred… In the blink of an eye, thousands of black bats converged into a figure resembling a gentleman.
“Master, what should we do…”
Before the Vampire could finish, a playful voice echoed in the air, “What do you think?”
Smiling, Ling Er brushed the strand of black hair before her eyes and added, “This time, both the White Emperor and Zhao Jiao should be going. It’s a perfect opportunity to meet them.”
The White Emperor and Zhao Jiao, both were her rare peers whom Ling Er regarded with caution. Not only that, even the cities behind them, White Emperor City and Zhenhai City, were forces that could not be ignored.
White Emperor City was hailed as a city of commoners. It was mostly inhabited by ordinary people. However, due to this, the city boasted many geniuses.
They were not the geniuses created out of abundant resources, but they were born with amazing talents.
‘Capabilities Dictates the Rank,’ this was the city’s emblem.
Rumor had it that publicly, there were no less than three Tier-2 Transcendents in the city. These three figures, in the era where top-tier families were rising to prominence, upheld the entire White Emperor City.
As for Zhenhai City, its strength spoke for itself.
As a coastal city, it had been resisting beast tides for a long time, and its strength was not to be underestimated.
“White Emperor, Zhao Jiao…” a murmur escaped the Vampire, Kerry Hall’s lips as the corner of his lips curled into a slight smile.
If one looked at him closely, they could faintly see him laughing, like a madman, but he was forcefully suppressing it.
“Kakakaka…” Amidst the sharp and piercing demonic laughter, blood-red color surged from Kerry.
Meanwhile, glancing at Kerry’s laughter, Ling Er also shook her head slightly. Knowing him well, she could naturally tell that Kerry was getting excited again.
And why not?
He liked Human blood. So, after hearing the name of the two top prodigies of China, he could not help himself.
Unfortunately, not to mention the fact that Kerry had just become a Tier-2 Transcendent, even if he had stabilized his Spiritual Energy and dedicatedly polished it for some time, he was still not their match.
White Emperor and Zhao Jiao, both were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.
As these thoughts revolved in Ling Er’s mind, her eyes narrowed slightly.
In this era, every person could potentially have the so-called opportunities or lucky encounters. And these two should be the kind of people who have encountered amazing opportunities.
After all, even someone as powerful as Ling Er had become wary of them after just sensing the aura emanating from them.
One could easily imagine what that meant.
Ling Er’s Spiritual Energy now exceeds 500,000. Her overall combat strength was more than enough to dominate her peers of the same level. Yet, she was not very confident against those two.
“Humans are really not a race to be underestimated.” Pursing the corner of her lips, Ling Er raised her white, jade-like arm.
Moments later, a fist-sized Peregrine Falcon landed on the back of her hand.
…
Shortly after that, deep within Misty Mountains, Bull Demon, who was standing at the edge of Spirit Pond in North Canyon, muttered to himself, “A Spirit Flower on par with Master has appeared?”
In a rare moment of solemnity, Bull Demon’s expression turned serious.
Moments later…
*Haaa…* Exhaling a long, deep breath, Bull Demon grabbed the several meters long giant axe beside him.
“It seems I’ll have to take a trip.” Saying so, he looked at the Peregrine Falcon in the sky and stated, “Fal II, go tell Master about the Spirit Flower. I’ll go scout ahead.”
Immediately after, he added, as if remembering something, “By the way, tell Old Fourth to come back quickly and guard Misty Mountains.”
“Okay, Second Brother.” With a low screech, the Peregrine Falcon spread its wings and flew towards the distant north.
…
The Deadwood Wetland…
This was another eerie place that had emerged after the rise of Spiritual Energy.
The lust trees and the vast blue sky with a few wisps of clouds here formed a picturesque landscape. However, behind this picturesque landscape, the Deadwood Wetland was so quiet even the buzzing of a bee could be heard clearly.
It was silent, deathly so.
And this happened to be the most terrifying aspect of Deadwood Wetland.
All sounds were swallowed by silence, creating an inexplicable sense of unease. What was even more chilling was the indescribable coldness lurking beneath this silence.
Rumor had it that not a single Tier-1 Superhuman who had entered these wetlands ever came out.
However, on this day…
*Tap, tap, tap…*
Accompanied by the subtle footsteps, numerous figures were pressing forward. These people were all dressed in white, and carrying long swords on their backs.
Some were holding machine guns, wearing a serious look on their faces.
They were the guardian army of White Emperor City, also known as the White Emperor Army, was one of the top forces of White Emperor City.
They were led by a young man known as the White Emperor—Wang Hao.
“Be careful, it’s a bit dangerous here,” Wang Hao warned with a grim and serious look on his face, which was extremely rare.
After a while, as if discovering something, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.
*Squish…* Accompanied by a sound akin to a piece of cloth getting torn, an energy arc went flying towards the distance.
However, at this moment, just right ahead, one could see a severed arm falling towards the ground.
“Yuan Feng…” softly muttering, Wang Hao looked at Yuan Feng, a white-clad youth with a grimace on his face, not far away, clutching his wound. His pupils also contracted slightly.
Yuan Feng was a member of his White Emperor Army, a young man Wang Hao valued highly. Yet, Wang Hao had suddenly swung his sword towards his valued companion.
Everything happened so fast that even Wang Hao could not arrive in time to prevent this.
In a moment of urgency, Wang Hao could only cut off his arm.
A severed arm was better than a dead person.
However, what was truly shocking at this moment was that the young man named ‘Yuan Feng’ let out a roar, like a wild beast trapped in a corner, before suddenly pouncing on his nearby companion.
At this point, if one paid attention to his eyes, they would undoubtedly notice that the young man’s pupils had lost focus. Instead, deep within his eyes, a five-colored lotus bloomed slowly, seemingly capturing all the colors of the world.
“Someone is silently controlling my men…” Wang Hao muttered, gazing into the depths of the wetlands, his eyes flickering with a cold gleam.
