Chapter 154

In a wasteland, inside a great fissure, Wang Ping sat cross-legged at the bottom of the crack, holding a top-grade spirit stone to heal his wounds.

The great battle had already passed three days; in that battle, his body-protecting spiritual armor ultimately could not withstand the aftermath of the explosion, but he still had the Heaven-Overturning Seal, and in the end he fortuitously saved his life.

Even though he was already severely wounded at the time, Wang Ping still had Xiao Yin carry him in a frantic flight of tens of thousands of li, only then could he no longer hold on here, landing to recover from his injuries.

Having already reached Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, once he is injured, it is no longer something that can be healed in just a day or two.

Even though the Qingdi Changsheng Gong can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Wang Ping estimates that he needs at least a month to return to his original state.

Wang Ping was in closed-door cultivation here to heal his wounds, unaware that the Hundred Nations Alliance and the Xichui region had already been thrown into an uproar because of him.

In the Xichui region, the Yunluo Mountain Range, Tie Lanshan stared blankly at the information in his hand.

Wang Ping, with his Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivation, aided by the Five Elements Forbidden Formation, reverse-slashed a late-stage Golden Core True Person; the Heaven's Pride Stele remarked: Ten thousand years, Foundation Establishment stage attack power ranks first! The Alliance Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivator War Lord wishes to take him as a disciple.

Wang Ping was unknown to him, but he naturally knew the Five Elements Forbidden Formation extremely well; just over a month ago he had just handed it over to his good friend Lan Ming to help him evade pursuit, but when Huo Yunzi appeared before him, Tie Lanshan no longer held any hope.

He simply could not imagine how a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could evade the pursuit of a late-stage Golden Core True Person.

All he could do was silently pray that Huo Yunzi would not find Lan Ming.

But this piece of news today shocked him to the point of being unable to contain himself; without needing confirmation, he knew that this Wang Ping was Lan Ming, never expecting that Lan brother's real name was Wang Ping, and his cultivation had reached Foundation Establishment Great Perfection—what talent, truly formidable.

"Hehe! This Wang Ping is indeed formidable, using Foundation Establishment Great Perfection to reverse-slash a late-stage Golden Core; if this weren't a message from the Alliance, I would think someone was just messing with us!"

Wang Ye, still chuckling foolishly, had a trace of disbelief on his face; indeed, anyone receiving such firsthand news would find it hard to believe.

Zhang Zuo's brows knotted into a shape like the Chinese character for 'river'; he felt Wang Ping was somewhat familiar, then suddenly a flash of insight struck him, and he blurted out: "I know who this Wang Ping is!"

Tie Lanshan's eyes flashed as he looked toward Zhang Zuo, and Master Liaoru and the others were likewise.

Zhang Zuo glanced at several fellow cultivators, pondered for a moment, and said: "Do any of you know about a bounty notice issued seventy or eighty years ago by the Hunling Palace and the former Three Yuan Alliance?"

Master Liaoru:???

Wang Ye: ……

Tie Lanshan did think it over carefully, but ultimately still had no clue.

Seeing this, Zhang Zuo no longer kept silent, and directly said: "Reverse Fire Curse! Wang Ping! Enhancing spiritual root quality!"

"It's him!"

"So it's him!"

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Xichui region, Yueya Terrace!

This place was once the residence of the Wang clan, which had considerable fame in the Xichui region, but when the Sima family betrayed them, the Wang clan's Foundation Establishment ancestor suffered severe injuries and soon perished.

The person in charge at the time wisely decided to abandon the family base and enter the Three Yuan Alliance to seek refuge.

This also avoided their extermination; later, when the Gu Lan ruins emerged, the clan fortuitously seized the opportunity and actually gave rise to five Foundation Establishment cultivators.

This allowed them to return to their ancestral land forty years ago.

"Big brother! Do you think this Wang Ping is the King our family has been searching for, uh… Uncle Wang!"

In a sealed underground chamber of the Wang clan, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators Wang Ze and Wang Jun were engaged in a close discussion.

"Hard to say; the Hunling Palace had already calculated through a fortune-teller that Uncle Wang was not in this world, which means Uncle Wang is no longer among the living."

Wang Ze analyzed carefully.

Wang Jun shook his head and said: "Not being in this world doesn't necessarily mean he's dead; he might have entered some small world, cutting off the fortune-teller's calculations."

Wang Ze waved his hand and said: "Now this question is no longer important; back then Uncle Wang was sidelined by the Wang Ke family, and we also suffered as a result. If it weren't for the later news of Uncle Wang's bounty, the family, for certain purposes, would have made things a bit better for us—who knows, maybe our branch has already completely fallen to mortal status."

"Hmph! What purposes? Nothing more than making two-handed preparations. Now our branch only has Uncle Wang as the sole elder; it's time we welcomed him back. With Uncle Wang holding the fort, we will surely be able to completely control the clan."

Wang Ze gave a meaningful smile and said: "Why seek to control this clan? The Wang clan is now utterly corrupt; what would bringing Uncle Wang back accomplish? Just add to the gloom? Moreover, all these years Uncle Wang has never returned for a glance; although there is the bounty order factor, does Uncle Wang truly harbor not even a shred of resentment toward the clan?"

Wang Jun blinked his eyes, quickly glanced around, and with an excited expression asked in a low voice: "Big brother! Are you thinking…"

Wang Ze raised his hand to stop his brother from speaking, smiling faintly: "Cannot be said! Cannot be said! Exert all efforts to gather news of Uncle Wang, while closely monitoring any movement within the clan; Uncle Wang's generation and those relatives close to Uncle Wang must be well taken care of!"

"Okay, big brother! Hehe, speaking of which, we are also Uncle Wang's close nephews!"

"Get lost! Hurry up and go, don't delay the important matter!"

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In the Xichui region, the Hunling Palace, from within a black hall standing atop the mountain peak, came a roar:

"Investigate! Dispatch personnel to enter the wasteland to search; we must capture Wang Ping and bring him here! The death of Hei Tian back then definitely has something to do with him!"

As the voice in the hall fell, a thunderbolt as thick as a water bucket suddenly struck down; the lightning was so fast that those in the hall had no time to react, and the entire hall was directly smashed to pieces by the lightning.

"Ahhh! Who is it? Dare to destroy this old man's hall! This old man will cleave you alive!"

"Hmph! Who do you intend to cleave?"

An angry snort imbued with awe-inspiring heavenly might echoed within the Hunling Palace.

Hun Yan, being a Golden Core Great Perfection cultivator, could not withstand the cold snort of the speaker; he let out a muffled groan, retreated several dozen steps, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Hun Yan's changes had already drawn the attention of the other cultivators in the hall; deep within the Hunling Palace, a terrifying aura suddenly rose.

"Which fellow cultivator has graced this hall!"

"Fellow cultivator!"

Hun Yan and the Golden Core cultivator who had just rushed over, upon hearing their true lord's title, had their pupils contract; they all carefully looked toward the sky.

There stood a cultivator clad in a purple robe, silent.

"This old man is Ji Dao! By order of the War Lord, I have come specially to inform you all: Wang Ping is the heaven's pride of our realm; effective today, the warrant for his arrest is revoked; if you do not comply, today I will uproot you all root and branch!"

Hun Yan and the others' faces turned ashen; when had the Hunling Palace ever suffered such humiliation?

The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Hunling Palace fell silent for a moment, then after three breaths said: "Can!"

Ji Dao, high above, disdainfully glanced at that true lord; an external power actually dared to put a bounty on our realm's heaven's pride—if it weren't for the fact that you have a God Transformation cultivator behind you, we would have already wiped you out clean.

"If that is the case, then you may do as you wish!"

Having said that, Ji Dao directly transformed into a bolt of lightning and vanished at the horizon's end.

Damn it! If we were in our main base, how could a mere Nascent Soul True Lord be so arrogant!

Hun Yan clutched his chest, speaking angrily. The other Golden Core cultivators also looked grim.

Hun Yan!

A Nascent Soul cultivator from the depths of the Soul Refining Hall suddenly spoke.

Greetings, Blood Moon True Lord!

Losing the first layer of this hall's scripture, you are sentenced to enter the fifth layer of the Soul Refining Prison and be punished for three years!

Hun Yan's heart trembled, a hint of fear appearing on his face, but facing the current supreme authority of the Soul Refining Hall in this realm, he dared not show the slightest resistance, and respectfully replied:

Yes, sir, Hun Yan will go accept the punishment!

As time passed, Wang Ping's name grew ever louder, and soon his identity was exposed.

Yunluo Mountain Range, Six Dao, Lan Ming, a genius artifact refiner, that Golden Core cultivator was also exposed, in the heartland of the Hundred Nations Alliance, Elder Huo Yunzi of the Qingxu Sect, late-stage Golden Core.

In a short time, the western lands were thrown into turmoil!