Chapter 178: 175, Yin-Sheng Gui

175、Yin-Sheng Gui (5K, 1/1)

Each knock at the door echoed straight against Yun Tianqi’s heart.

Yun Tianqi’s eyes widened.

He stared fixedly at the phone in Zhou Chang’s hand—on its screen, the entrance surveillance video showed no one outside at all.

Yet the loud knocking continued, unmistakably coming from beyond the door.

“Coming, coming…”

In an instant, Yun Tianqi’s back

When Yan Lingjiao handed the list to the Buddha of Great Radiance, the Jade Emperor beside him glanced once and his heart clenched—the supreme techniques like the Golden Body of the Great Sun Buddha, the Buddha Land in the Palm, and the True Scripture of the Great Sun Buddha remained effective.

Yu Hao and the others felt their bodies suddenly weaken, as if all their strength had been drained; had it not been for the fishlines wrapping around them, they would have collapsed straight to the ground.

Yu Hao took a blow meant for An Nuoyan and was gravely wounded again, multiple bones shattered, both arms crushed into fragments; even on his arms, broken bone spurs had pierced through the skin in several places.

“I don’t believe what you told me—I’ve decided to use Soul-Search Technique to verify it.” Gao Fei didn’t hide his intent; he spoke plainly: if there was the slightest suspicion, he wouldn’t let it go.

“Why don’t you ask us why we left the Jiao People and came to live on land?” the man said.

Zhang Shaoxian stared helplessly at Ye Qing, his eyes seeming to convey something—but Ye Qing didn’t understand Zhang Shaoxian’s meaning, and panicked, stamping his feet in place. Finally, helplessly, he remembered Immortal Master Town, and recalled his former master, the old woman surnamed Ge.

“Are you going to greet the younger generation?” Li Zhengzhe asked Jin Xuejun with a smile; Li Shengshu, Park Jae-yong, Bai Ma, and An Jae-seok burst into laughter.

“By our count, we haven’t left in tens of thousands of years. We’ve ignored everything outside, have no interest in meddling—only wish to live well within our own domain,” said the Four Elders of the Dragon Realm.

“Ask, then. Anything I can tell you, I will,” Lu Sanyang said coldly.

As his right palm turned slowly, blue electric arcs crackled to life—beautiful to behold.

“Over these past few months, I traveled to Qingzhou, Yanzhou, Zizhou, Qizhou, and Dizhou, visiting relatives and friends in the clan. Thanks to their help, I managed to acquire these raw materials; otherwise, I could never have obtained such large quantities,” Wen Linxu briefly recounted his journey and procurement efforts over the past months.

“Don’t tell anyone else—just the three of us know. I’m afraid…” Wei Zhihe knew that if this news became common knowledge, no one would survive; everyone here would die.

Although Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao both belonged to the two major salt smuggler clans of Puzhou and Caozhou, in terms of personal loyalty, Shang Junchang and Shang Rang were Wang Xianzhi’s true confidants.

Duan Jinrui’s voice finally turned angry; he had to stop and set down Liu Moyan, who was still struggling.

Wang Jie knew that since the Thunder Ancestor had set up this scenario, there must be a reason—so if he couldn’t even pass this gravity trial, the later challenges would be even harder; even if treasures appeared before him, he’d lack the strength to wield them.

As the eunuch reported this, he saw Bai Yulan cast a vicious glance and immediately swallowed his words.

“Master Yi, aren’t you all living well here? Why say such a thing?” Ding Biyao couldn’t help asking; she had always chatted casually with Yi Fang.

Seeing how familiar he was with this place, I became even more certain he came here often—and my initial fondness for him dropped further.