Chapter 215: The Owner of the Ruined Theater

When Wu Wang stepped out of the room.

The bagua diagram on the ground had long been smoothed and erased.

Even the trash bin had a pile of ash inside.

It was the residue of the divination text.

He hadn't burned it before mainly because he feared the divination method might fail without it.

But now that the calculation was done and confirmed, he only needed to remember its content to achieve the effect.

Wu Wang decisively burned it to ashes.

Outside, his eyes met endless barren mountains, stretching endlessly; sunlight beat down, the air extremely dry. I followed the path where I'd previously found the White Wolf King, but searched for a long time without seeing a single wild wolf, let alone any wolf settlement.

Rod nodded slightly; he had never doubted the future of Saga and Galan. As Twin Stars Warriors capable of becoming Gold Saints, they certainly possessed this potential.

"Six o'clock, roughly one kilometer away—send someone to investigate." Zhao Wují, while pondering the chessboard, extended his spiritual sense, gathered the information clearly, and promptly instructed Zhang Man to relay the order.

Seeing Princess Tianyi so confident, he hesitated slightly! Do you play? Could the King have given the princess some powerful artifact? But what artifact could directly kill a demon beast with Martial Emperor strength? That's impossible, isn't it?

Chen Hao thought to himself: "A few cups of tea? What the hell does this foreign woman know? That tiny bit of tea just now could buy your damn castle. I'll have to scold Biyun for being such a wastrel."

They had no chance of becoming government civil servants, but they could assist the government in handling affairs, even propose good suggestions or develop useful inventions. When the government purchased their suggestions and inventions at high prices, it counted as official achievement—and higher-ranking civil servants seeking promotion relied on them.

After waiting a while and seeing the group still showed no sign of fleeing, Zhao Wují decided to make things difficult for them. He slowly extended his sniper rifle, used his spiritual perception to lock onto a member of the Five Poisons Sect, and fired decisively—bang—another headshot.

Watching the fellow ramble on without ever mentioning Pangu's return to Heaven, he realized Pangu still feared the Destruction Divine Emperor—otherwise, he wouldn't have been so secretive.

"It seems the cosmic order was already fixed since ancient times!" Zi Sheng mused.

The old Daoist's actions made me nod silently; I felt he wasn't entirely evil. He must have been deceived and misled by Qin Yunshan to appear here.

From outside, the ground appeared perfectly intact, with no signs of excavation—even footprints had been covered again by dust and gravel. Only a faint vibration emanated from deep beneath the earth.

Helpless, Wei Suyao's master decided to use this training camp to see if he could trick some young, promising, honest, and earnest up-and-comer into pairing up with his precious disciple.

Hei Feng nodded—he knew this well. If anyone could become a successor of Tongtian Immortal Mountain just by picking up a jade token, there would be far too many successors in this world. But now, Mo Fan possessed the Tongtian Lord Token gifted by Wu Yaorao—he was officially legitimate.

Holding the Soul War Sword, Gu Xinghun stepped out into empty space, walking step by step toward the severely wounded Duan Chen.

"The Tianyao Clan is extremely sensitive to human scent—it's no surprise they tracked us here," Gu Xinghun said, frowning, then slightly curling his lips into a dangerous smile.

Remove all teeth, extract the poison hidden in the molars, and remove any iron objects from within the clothing.

The death of the Dragon Clan's leader threw Jie into chaos, making all cultivators in the Jie Realm realize a great upheaval was coming—and the one who would spark it was the Rule Dao Zun.