Above the East China Sea, there are thousands of waves.
Wen Zhong drove Black Kirin, walking through the waves. The blood-stained armor was blown by the sea breeze, exuding a strange smell of salty and rust.
Having fled all the way from the Xi Qi battlefield, Magic Power has long been exhausted and is only supported by an unyielding will.
His eyes were bloodshot, staring intently at the mist-shrouded sea ahead.
There, it is the direction of Three Immortals Island.
There, there is his last hope, and also Great Shang Dynasty's last hope.
Three Virtuous Goddesses Junior Sister, Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!
As long as we can invite them out and set up that supreme killing array, those despicable and shameless people like Chan Sect will be able to pay with their blood!
When he thought of the arrogant faces of Guang Chengzi and others, and of those loyal and brave soldiers who died tragically under the magic weapon of the immortal, Wen Zhong's heart was bleeding, and a surge of hatred and murderous intent supported his exhausted body.
Closer, closer.
In the distance, an island shrouded in fairy light appeared at the end of the sea and sky.
Around the island, Immortal Qi is filled with dense clouds and thousands of auspicious colors. Even from a long distance, you can still feel the charm of the Daoism coming out of the dust.
Wen Zhong was refreshed and urged Black Kirin under the seat to speed up.
And in the clouds several miles away behind him, Shen Gongbao was riding Black Tiger, hanging leisurely, with a playful sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"He really found it."
Shen Gongbao touched his thin chin, his eyes shining with the light of watching a good show.
"I want to see how you, such a stubborn old man, managed to move those three aunts. They may not even listen to the Biyou Palace's decrees, so how could you, a mere mortal dynasty, be implicated in such a heinous massacre?"
In his opinion, Wen Zhong's trip was destined to be a wasted trip.
The best result is to be rejected and return home in embarrassment.
The worst result, well, is that Sanxiao is also persuaded, and then the masters under Master Yuanshi Tianzun package him up and send them to Investiture of the Gods.
No matter what the outcome is, for Shen Gongbao, it is a good show not to be missed.
Under the gloating gaze of Shen Gongbao, Wen Zhong finally arrived outside Three Immortals Island.
He did not dare to be exaggerated in the slightest, so he straightened out his already tattered armor, got off the Black Kirin, stood outside the formation, and bowed respectfully.
"Jie Sect Disciple Wen Zhong, under the orders of Master Golden Spirit Holy Mother, I have something important to ask to see three junior sisters! I also ask three junior sisters, Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, and Bi Xiao, to show up and meet me!"
The sound poured into Magic Power, spread far into the fairy island, and echoed in the valley.
However, after waiting for a long time, the island was completely silent.
Apart from the sound of wind and waves, there was no response.
Wen Zhong frowned slightly and had a bad premonition in his heart.
Three Immortals Island is Sanxiao's dojo. Although it is cold on weekdays, it is never so dead.
He patiently raised his voice again and shouted again.
"Wen Zhong asks to see three junior sisters! This is a matter of honor and disgrace for me, Interception Sect. I also ask my junior sisters to consider my fellow disciples and show up as soon as possible!"
This time, the response to him was still deathly silence.
Wen Zhong's heart sank a little bit.
Something is wrong, so wrong.
Even if the three junior sisters are in seclusion, it is impossible that there will not even be a boy guarding the door.
This fairy island is eerily quiet.
Shen Gongbao in the distance almost made me laugh out loud.
"See, you're so deflated! I'm telling you, people don't want to see you at all. Wen Zhong ah Wen Zhong, you've lost your face to the East China Sea this time."
He leisurely took out a fairy fruit from the tiger's back and gnawed it with relish, ready to see how Wen Zhong would end.
But the next scene made Shen Gongbao's smile freeze on his face.
I saw Wen Zhong waiting for a moment, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking nonsense. The divine eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and a golden light burst out, hitting Three Immortals Island's island protection formation!
"Crazy! This guy is crazy!"
Shen Gongbao All the fruits in his hand fell on the clouds.
Forcibly breaking into the dojo of the same sect is a taboo in the spiritual world! Wen Zhong What are you being forced into?
Boom!
The golden light hit the light screen of the island protection formation and made a dull loud noise.
The light curtain shook violently several times, causing ripples in circles, but there was no powerful counterattack as imagined.
The entire formation was like an empty frame. Although it was still functioning, it had no power at all.
When Wen Zhong saw this, the uneasiness in his heart became more intense. He no longer hesitated and directly urged Black Kirin to force his way in.
The light curtain of the large formation only blocked it symbolically for a moment, and then he easily tore a hole open.
"Huh?"
Shen Gongbao's brows also wrinkled.
Why is this formation so weak? It's like... no one is in charge!
A ridiculous idea emerged in his mind.
Unable to restrain his curiosity, he also urged Black Tiger, quietly followed the gap created by Wen Zhong, and slipped into Three Immortals Island.
As soon as we entered the island, the ominous premonition reached its peak in an instant.
On the island, there are pavilions, fairy flowers and grasses, everything is as before.
The scenery is still so beautiful, like a paradise.
But there was not a trace of life in this paradise.
Wen Zhong drove Black Kirin, traveling quickly across the island, while Spiritual Sense swept over every inch of the land.
No, nothing.
Not to mention Sanxiao's figure, not even a living creature could be sensed.
He rushed to the center of the island, the exquisite palace belonging to San Xiao Sisters.
The palace door was ajar, and with a slight push, it opened with a creak.
A breath that had been trapped in dust for a long time came to my face.
Wen Zhong stumbled and rushed in. As soon as he saw it, he stood there as if he had been struck by lightning.
The furnishings in the palace are still neatly arranged.
Fairy Yun Xiao Cloud Couch, the favorite place to sit on in daily life, Fairy Qiong Xiao, Alchemy Furnace used for alchemy, Fairy Bi Xiao, the stone platform for wiping the spear... everything is still there.
However, a thin layer of dust fell on it.
The dust was not thick, indicating that the owner had not been away for too long.
But for immortals with their level of cultivation, it is an incredible thing in itself for the dojo to be covered in dust.
The building is empty!
These four words, like the four heaviest giant hammers, hit Wen Zhong's heart hard.
His last hope, the life-saving straw that supported his escape all the way from Xi Qi, was completely crushed to pieces at this moment.
Wen Zhong's body shook violently, his face turned as pale as paper in an instant, and the divine eyes on his forehead lost their luster.
"How could... be like this..."
He muttered to himself in despair, as if he had aged thousands of years in an instant.
Shen Gongbao, who entered the hall shortly after, was stunned when he saw this scene.
He looked at the empty palace and the dust on the table, his leopard eyes widened.
Gone?
Really gone?
Sanxiao is not on the island!
After a brief period of astonishment, an indescribable ecstasy, like a bursting flood, instantly drowned all his reason!
Hahahaha!
Shen Gongbao burst out laughing wildly in his heart, and his whole body was about to float.
Gone!
In the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the nail that posed the greatest threat to Chanjiao, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation that could turn the Twelve Golden Immortals into mortals, just... collapsed without a fight?
This... what a God-given opportunity!
What a blessing of luck!
He is Shen Gongbao, no, it is him Chan Sect, who is destined to be prosperous!
He could hardly help but dance and sing loudly on the spot.
Fortunately, his remaining sanity allowed him to notice the soulless Wen Zhong next to him, who seemed to be about to break at any moment.
Acting, yes, acting!
Shen Gongbao quickly closed the corners of his mouth that almost reached his ears, and forced out an expression of grief and shock.
He quickly stepped forward and "supported" the shaky Wen Zhong, his voice filled with tears.
"Grand Tutor Wen! You... hold on!"
"This... what is going on? How could these three fairies abandon the island? This is unreasonable!"
As he spoke, he used the corner of his eye to check the dusty boudoir again.
Yes, it's true!
The ecstasy in his heart became more and more surging.
This credit is simply for nothing!
How should I report to Master after I return?
Got it!
He said that he was watching the sky at night and had already calculated that Sanxiao was a variable, so he came here to investigate, and sure enough he found that they were afraid of Heavenly Mandate and ran away in advance!
No, no, no, saying this makes me look like I'm just an errand boy.
You have to put it another way!
Shen Gongbao's mind was spinning rapidly, and a brilliant idea emerged.
Let's just say... I had already seen through the secrets of the universe and knew that Sanxiao was a serious problem, so I secretly used my supreme eloquence, reason and emotion to persuade a certain Hidden Great Power who wished to remain anonymous, and took them away in advance, thus resolving this catastrophic disaster!
Yes! That's it!
In this way, wouldn't he be the number one hero who has perfect strategies and strategies to win a victory thousands of miles away?
When Master is happy, he rewards you with a few pieces of Innate Spiritual Treasure. Isn't that flattering?
Shen Gongbao The more I think about it, the more beautiful it becomes. The "sad" look on my face is almost unbearable.
He pretended to pat Wen Zhong on the back and said insincere words of comfort.
"Grand Master, the matter has come to an end. I express my condolences and accept the change. It seems... even the three fairies feel that the situation is over and do not want to interfere anymore."
"This may be God's will, God's will is hard to disobey!"
Poor Wen Zhong has lost all hope at this moment and has no energy to distinguish the truth from Shen Gongbao's words.
He just stood there blankly, like a stone statue without a soul, letting despair swallow him up completely.