Chapter 899: Prison Cage (In Honor of the Alliance Leader

Specks of radiance, suddenly rising, rising...

Then, they seemed to converge with that scarlet sun, causing it to shine with immense brilliance; this was a genuine celestial anomaly!

Watching those specks of radiance leave her body, Nangong Miaomiao did not know why, but a tear fell: "I feel so uncomfortable... I feel as if I have lost something very important..."

Nangong Wusheng had originally only felt a sense of loss, but at this moment, his expression changed drastically: "If you say so, Miaomiao, this departure of light points is likely to cause great harm... yet we are completely helpless..."

"Power comparable to a Dao-Level Strange Human... and it cannot be concealed. If His Majesty finds out, the world will be in chaos..."

As Nangong Wusheng sighed, a man in his fifties dressed as a Martial Artist nearby stared blankly in the direction of the river estuary.

High noon.

"What would the guest like to order?"

Guangnan Prefecture.

A mere corner of a black robe obscured the crimson sun, creating a scene like a total solar eclipse!

"Very good, remember, if you tell anyone, you are dead."

The main body had actually projected a portion of the Golden Finger 'Secret Source's' power directly over, imitating that scene of imprisoning the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood.

Inside the most famous 'Heavenly Flavor Pavilion' in Guangnan Prefecture.

Great Xuan Year 91, a celestial anomaly appeared in the sky!

"No, this one saw nothing."

"To think that we martial men, who cultivate bitterly and unceasingly, hoping that one day we might use Wu to contend against Strange Arts... who would have thought that seeing this today, we would realize, we would realize..."

"Sigh... the main body's move this time is truly simple and crude..."

Why on earth did it come to the south, and why is it so aggressive?

What normal person has blood vessels bulging on their forehead, forming the pattern of a scorching sun?

"Wuu!"

"There hasn't been much of note in Guangnan Prefecture recently. Although there are rebels causing trouble everywhere, Prefect Liu of this city suppresses them effectively, so it remains calm and peaceful..."

The waiter shuddered.

He did not know why, but he felt as if a shackle had been added to his heart; he, who was usually talkative, felt that once he left the room, he would be unable to wait to share it with others.

The other party was shrouded in a black robe, making it impossible to see their face, and beneath the black robe, countless living things seemed to be squirming.

Aaron touched his chin; there seemed to be this character in Baishu's memory, said to be a famous master of northern fist techniques.

At this moment, a strong wind blew in from the window, lifting a corner of the guest's clothing.

Allowing himself to once again imprison a portion of the will of the Scarlet Creator.

The waiter answered with a smile: "Other than that, the biggest event is that the Northern Fist Sect master Huang Laohu has set up a ring at the vegetable market, inviting the experts of our Guangnan to battle. It is said that if you win, you can take all his wealth, and if you lose, you must leave your life behind. You sign a life-and-death contract upon stepping onto the stage, and he has already beaten seven or eight Fist Masters to death; he is truly imposing."

"Huang Laohu?!"

Men of virtue and high ideals were all encouraged by this, agreeing to rise up, only to be scattered and slaughtered by the Imperial Court's Strange Humans, crying for their parents.

In the blink of an eye, it was already Great Xuan Year 92.

Immediately, the main body's power support arrived in an instant; it was a force beyond imagination.

"Understood, sir, this one will go urge the kitchen for you right away!"

Aaron clutched his forehead and let out a muffled groan.

Just as the crowd was clamoring, the sky suddenly darkened!

"Look quickly!"

Facing the Scarlet Creator who had completely possessed Yang Kui, Aaron could only summon the main body.

He had seen all sorts of ugly guests while welcoming and sending off patrons, but this guest was completely different.

Inside the private room.

The waiter said with a bit of excitement: "It is said that for the sake of fairness, Huang Laohu fights one match a day; he is quite the iron man."

Guangnan Prefecture was Baishu's hometown. Coming here, he naturally had to ask first, lest Baishu's family be wiped out in one go while he remained ignorant.

The waiter also saw that Aaron was not interested in talking and turned to leave.

"Let's go together, let's go together!"

Even the bystanders had the urge to shed tears.

One could see that in the sky, a giant human figure had appeared at some point!

Aaron tossed out a dragon dollar: "This is a tip... do you know what major events have happened in Guangnan Prefecture recently?"

"Two confrontations comparable to Dao-Level Strange Humans, or perhaps even higher levels..."

But in the end, they all subsided, leaving his forehead smooth, with no signs of anything unusual.

"Those beaten to death were the Great Senior Brothers of the Changfeng Martial Arts Hall and Lieyang Martial Arts Hall, as well as the Chief Escort of the Weiyong Escort Agency... Those who haven't accepted the challenge include the Feng Family, the Feng Family, and the Bai Family... As I see it, it will happen in these next few days."

"Yes!"

Recalling the scene where the light points left his body and no one could stop it, Nangong Miaomiao could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

There was a scene of a divine being in the sky and a crimson sun!

The people of the world all believed this was a warning brought by the heavens due to the Xuan Court losing its virtue and the Xuan Emperor being without the Tao.

"What has happened to this world?"

Having said this, they were already sobbing uncontrollably.

Aaron waved his hand; having obtained the information he wanted, he could not be bothered to speak further with the waiter.

"Oh, tell me more..." He feigned great interest, letting the waiter continue: "Which families' people were beaten to death, and which families have yet to accept the challenge?"

On his skin, those blood vessels were constantly squirming, like earthworms.

"Go down."

She exchanged a glance with her father, and a somewhat treasonous thought emerged in both their hearts.

And the consequence it brought was that she inherited the trouble Yang Kui had originally caused.

Aaron smiled slightly, utilized the Mysterious power, and signed a verbal Contract.

The waiter, with a towel draped over his shoulder, asked with a fawning smile.

But at this moment, she did not want to say anything at all.

This is a prefecture under the jurisdiction of Great Xuan, located in the south, with developed commerce and a convergence of people; its Guangnan cuisine is also a peerless wonder under heaven.

"This... what is going on again?"

The waiter acknowledged the order and hurried out.

Although Nangong Miaomiao could not understand it, she also knew that this was a confrontation!

The waiter glanced at it, and his face instantly turned pale.

Thinking of the scene that day, Aaron could not help but sigh.

After all, without power and strength, even the best plan is just empty talk.

And several Martial Artists nearby shouted one after another: "To not be able to see the full picture of today's battle is truly maddening; is there anyone not afraid of death who will go out to sea with us to watch further..."

Aaron turned around, his face wearing a look that was not quite a smile.

"Bring me a pot of the best Flower Carving Wine, and a few Guangnan dishes..."

He could barely recognize that this seemed to be the head of the Martial Guild, a Tianshu Grandmaster.

A person in a grey cloak had just requested a high-quality private room, facing the window, to watch the scenery on the street.

That day.

"Did you see it?"

Nangong Miaomiao suddenly raised her head, looking at the sky.

Every time the sun pattern on her forehead appears, it is when her illness strikes.

As for what she might do when her illness strikes, it is really hard to say.

(End of this chapter)