"That coward, the Chief Director, hasn't dared to show his face yet. I'm getting impatient.
Tell me, what is he cultivating for, anyway?
And having you, an Eighth Tier, sent to die, what's the point?" Yu Ziqing said as he took out a compass for a routine inspection.
However, this time, he saw the compass needle spinning continuously before finally stopping at the "incarnation" mark.
Yu Ziqing was somewhat taken aback.
"It really is an incarnation?"
The old man's calm eyes finally showed a hint of surprise, and then he became at ease.
"Whether it's an incarnation or not, it doesn't matter anymore. Just bringing back some information to the Chief Director at the last moment is enough."
In an instant, the old man opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the bloody sand waves into his body. Demonic Qi erupted from him, and Death Qi began to grow.
In a flash, his form exploded. The blood-red sand, like countless arrows, carried Demonic Qi and Death Qi, and burst forth in all directions indiscriminately with all his strength.
Yu Ziqing immediately hid behind Zhong Shouzheng, avoiding the power of the opponent's self-destruction.
Moments later, within a radius of several dozen miles, even the weeds had corroded and withered, and faint traces of poison and blood lingered in the air.
"You knew it was an incarnation, yet why did you tell him so much?"
"If I didn't tell him, how would the Chief Director know? Now, it's not that he wants me dead, but that I want him dead."
"It's strange that you could grow up so fearless," Zhong Shouzheng sighed and regretted not immediately handing over the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Now he had no choice but to act.
Whether it was the Evil Dao or not didn't matter, but the transaction required a firm commitment.
Yu Ziqing stepped out from behind Zhong Shouzheng and looked around at everything.
"Senior, if you want to leave, it's still not too late."
"Hmph." Zhong Shouzheng snorted coldly, said nothing, and didn't leave.
Yu Ziqing solemnly paid his respects, expressing his gratitude.
Then, he stood in place, waiting quietly.
No matter how patient that cowardly turtle was, he surely couldn't hold back any longer.
He either had to come quickly to kill him, or Yu Ziqing would destroy all of his incarnations.
Those incarnations going after Dali and coming after him were different matters altogether.
Capital City of Dali.
Ji Bochang entered the secret chamber and sensed the message from one of his incarnations, suddenly laughing.
"A mere youngster, forcing me into such a predicament?
Do they really think I can endure everything and that losing a few Ninth Tier incarnations leaves me without any hidden cards?
Fine, since the seal has opened and concealment is impossible, there is no need to hide any longer."
He extended his hand, and beams of Divine Light merged into him from each of the paintings, disappearing, leaving them as blank sheets of paper.
He exited the secret chamber, his form vanishing silently.
The Old Chief Venerate, who had been hidden in the grass all along, immediately pursued quietly as soon as he sensed Ji Bochang's aura completely dissipate.
A message also spread from the Old Chief Venerate's hands.
At the same time, in Dali, Dazhen, and Daqian, people suddenly stopped what they were doing and turned to leave.
"Youth, that demon is beyond me. You can still escape," Zhong Shouzheng solemnly warned Yu Ziqing.
"From the day he started targeting my people of Jinlan Mountain, we became sworn enemies.
If I don't pressure him and give him enough time, he will truly become a threat.
Now, I'm offering him a chance. If he doesn't dare come, I won't hesitate to slowly dismantle his foundation."
"I don't know what gives you such confidence, but if things go wrong, I can at most ensure you don't die," Zhong Shouzheng sighed. Since they were sworn enemies, there was no reasoning with him.
"Thank you, Senior," Yu Ziqing bowed, adding casually, "If I don't die this time, Senior, you can come to Jinlan Mountain and be my neighbor."
"Don't even think about it! I never accept such invitations!"