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Why did he do that? Was he tired of enjoying his gains for too long?
On the contrary, he thought he was not testing; everything Buqi did was certainly not fake. However, while he could withstand the test, Light Path could not. Once there was any hint of trouble, he believed that the people from Light Path would rush in like Moth to a flame. Gan Yuan closed his eyes, knowing that a Great War was inevitable.
How could he make such a judgment unless he had a clear understanding of the current situation? Otherwise, it would be like seeking his own death. Hong Ling found it hard to believe that a mere mortal could possess such powerful intelligence-gathering abilities.
If he did it, what would that mean? It meant he already knew, and now it depended on someone named Gu. If he couldn't bear that kind of pressure, they would have to complete their mission. The first half of what Gan Yuan said was from Cuo Hongling, while the latter half was from his fellow disciples. No one would hear their conversation; all discussions had been blocked by Hong Yulong.
Hong Ling helplessly put down the chopsticks in his hand and wiped his mouth with a chicken leg. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Hong Yulong's voice transmission: "When you come back, how about marrying me?"
Hong Ling froze in his movements and replied, "Let's talk about it when I return."
Although he said that, Hong Yulong felt somewhat disappointed, knowing she had misjudged her feelings. Why did she sigh in her heart?
News came from the side of Old Prince. Leng Gucun told Mu Qinglong: "What Singer said is not false; that thing should now be in Great Jin. The person named Gu should also be there."
At this moment, someone was drinking tea at a villa called Bamboo Platform, continuously searching along the direction indicated by Singer, but they hadn't found anyone and were getting further away. People from Seventh Prince had already begun heading towards the borders of Great Jin, and they should soon catch up with those who were escorting.
"Isn't it strange that news came out this time?" Luchenzhou asked. Gan Yuan seemed to notice something; naturally, the three people in front of him also sensed it. Those people were no fools; each one was a No Genius.
It's fake, but even if it's fake, they still want to pursue it because the people from Light Path would definitely go after it. Mu Qinglong wanted to say something but chose not to speak further.
Leng Gucun and Luchenzhou followed Mu Qinglong's gaze, and a figure dressed in a Dao Robe, with a sword hanging at their waist, walked into the teahouse.
A huge question arose in everyone's hearts: how could such a person exist?
No, how could there be such a person, radiating an aura like the morning sun? Each step was measured with precision, indistinguishable to the naked eye. That face was so striking that it was hard to remember.
Mu Qinglong stared at the person for a long time, only managing to recall the appearance of the Dao Robe. The individual had long red hair, which seemed more like a pale pink, pure and clear like stalactites.
I was wrong; he would come. Bu Luo could now deal with some minor troubles first.
The pure voice sounded like that of a child, yet the underlying intent felt chilling. Mu Qinglong saw the person smile, and that smile brought warmth to him. He noticed Luchenzhou and Leng Gucun were looking at him; they all realized that the person before them was likely a remnant of the Light Path.
War.
Before Mu Qinglong's voice faded, he summoned Azure Leaf and hurled it directly at the person at the entrance. Leng Gucun drew his sword for a strong attack, while Luchenzhou quickly moved behind the figure, preparing to block their escape. Everyone else drew their Wu Jian as they witnessed the three take action against the radiant figure.
No explanations were needed, no doubts lingered, and there were no conversations. The order from the heavenly realm was clear: anyone who encountered a member of the Light Path must be killed!
The figure slowly extended their left leg's index finger and gently pointed, effortlessly holding Azure Leaf in mid-air. A layer of pale pink Light Barrier appeared around them, blocking all attacks from reaching it. Outside, Mu Qinglong spoke: "His name is Chongguang. Trust me; I can see it now—he is indeed an embodiment of light."
Suddenly, Mu Qinglong felt as if he were facing an ocean of light, feeling so small and insignificant before such vastness, utterly powerless. He could only hope that Chongguang would not easily dismantle their offensive.
With a swift motion, Chongguang pushed forward with his left leg, causing the Light Barrier to expand. Azure Leaf flew back to Mu Qinglong's leg, and everyone surrounding Chongguang was sent flying away like Azure Leaf itself.
A sense of fear arose in everyone's hearts, accompanied by a helpless cry from the outside. It was too strong.
Mu Qinglong did not deny it. The young disciples before him, who were merely at the Foundation Establishment Stage, could hardly comprehend the situation. The moment Chongguang moved his leg, Mu Qinglong realized that the person before him was at least at the Gold Mid-stage, possibly even in the later stages, or perhaps a peak existence.
"Flamewood Qinglong!" he shouted, pulling out a Light Speed Talisman. Without a second thought, he crushed it and transformed into a streak of light, vanishing from the spot.
The others quickly took out their talismans to escape for their lives, but Leng Gucun remained where he was, staring intently at Chongguang.
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