The restaurant was exceptionally lively.
The news that Zhong Shenxiu had asked a Close to the Dao Seed the Eighth Heaven of the Heavenly Realm who had refined Pure Gold to help him had already spread throughout Number Domain, causing a great uproar. It not only attracted the attention of powerful figures in the Tianluo Xingluo Number Domain, but even people from some distant sea areas rushed over to Dao Contention Tree.
"It's said that even Tao Zhenzhang came."
Someone leaked a little-known fact, which immediately drew everyone's attention and surprised them.
"Damn, the real test is here!"
Upon hearing this, Shu Mingxiao was immediately stunned.
Hao Jun and Wu Qingqing had extremely solemn expressions.
Tao Zhenzhang was a figure who was as famous as Ji Wushuang.
Even among those who follow the Close to the Dao Seed- invincibility, there are differences in strength. Without a doubt, Tao Zhenzhang is Heavenly talent standing at the pinnacle, on par with Ji Wushuang and Zhong Shenxiu. Each of them is on an invincible path and has a good chance of forging an invincible legend.
"This has blown up; we might not even get a share of the soup."
Wu Qingqing sighed.
"No, our trip has already been successful. Even if we can't compete for the Dao Tree, we can still go and watch the battle."
Hao Jun was very open-minded and knew his own strength. Even if they joined forces, it would be difficult to defeat Lin Tianjiao, let alone geniuses like Tao Zhenzhang and Ji Wushuang.
"Everyone!"
At that moment, Yan Liang appeared.
Jiang Ping naturally looked up when he heard the voice, but that one glance made his face freeze, and he almost dropped his chopsticks.
Yan Liang...
Brother, do you know me?
Yan Liang felt Jiang Ping linger on him for several breaths, so he came over to ask.
His face remained deathly pale, yet he wore a seemingly kind smile that sent chills down Jiang Ping's spine. The thought of how close they had been earlier filled him with dread.
"I've heard of it."
Jiang Ping quickly explained that he had only heard about the other party's deeds and was quite surprised by his return.
"Those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune."
Yan Liang chuckled and then walked towards Hao Jun and the others.
Soon after, Yan Liang walked out of the restaurant alone again.
Jiang Ping stared at his retreating figure, muttering to himself:
"Surviving such a calamity may mean that a greater disaster is yet to come!"
At this moment, his Reincarnation Eye at Yan Liang's back.
On his back lay an old man with a gloomy face.
The old man, dressed in white burial clothes, with bloodshot eyes and a bluish face, was frantically devouring Yan Liang's flesh and blood.
Yan Liang's body appeared intact, but his insides were Incompleteness and his flesh and blood were incomplete.
Upon closer inspection, Jiang Ping discovered that half of its heart was missing and decayed.
Yan Liang was completely unaware of this, and no one around him noticed.
Even before his breakthrough, he was unaware of it.
"Oh my god!"
Jiang Ping was horrified. He knew that something strange was going on in the Number Four Desolate Land, and that Yan Liang was experiencing something ominous.
"Well!"
At this moment, a sigh came; it was from Wu Qingqing:
Fang Yong is gone and will never return; even Brother Yan has left the team.
It turned out that Yan Liang had come to say goodbye and would not be traveling with them anymore.
Jiang Ping, standing to the side, felt relieved for these people; thankfully they hadn't teamed up, otherwise, something terrible would have happened.
Jiang Ping felt it necessary to remind the three of them.
Be Yan Liang.
He sent a direct telepathic message, hoping to alert them.
"Um?"
Immediately, the three looked surprised and searched everywhere for the source, but found nothing.
By this time, Jiang Ping had already left the restaurant.
He doesn't plan to go with Wu Qingqing and the others this time.
He wanted to go to the island under the identity of Jiang Pingping in order to gain more good fortune, so that he would have more confidence when seeking medicine on Island of Ten Thousand Saints.
Jiang Ping checked into a nearby inn and waited for Spirit Wander Eighth Heaven, whom Zhong Shenxiu had invited, to arrive on the island.
As a result, they waited for two days.
"That Close to the Dao Seed the Eighth Heaven hasn't made a move yet?"
Jiang Ping it strange that not only was that person from the Eighth Heaven absent, but even Zhong Shenxiu and Ji Wushuang had not shown up.
However, this place is becoming more and more lively, with a constant stream of talented young people emerging. In the past, it was rare to see those who had mastered the Close to the Dao Seed, but now there are no fewer than thirty of them gathered here.
Each of them is a prodigy, hailed as having the Near-Dao Talent, but whether they can Pure Gold be refined through Eighth or Ninth Tribulation remains to be seen.
Feeling utterly bored, Jiang Ping left his room, intending to go out for a drink to relieve his boredom.
"Oh, it's you!"
As soon as Jiang Ping stepped outside, he felt a strange sensation. Only then did he realize that the person living across the hall was... Yan Liang.
We may meet again anywhere in life.
See you later!
Jiang Ping remained cold and distant, daring not to approach the other party again.
At this moment, Yan Liang looked at him, and the old man in funeral clothes sitting on his shoulder also looked at him, drooling.
Oh shit!
Jiang Ping inwardly grumbled, but outwardly remained calm and composed, walking out of the inn first.
Who is it?
Yan Liang's companion asked a question.
It turns out that Yan Liang's departure from Hao Jun and the other two was not to go to the island alone, but to join a stronger group.
As fate would have it, this team consisted of Qin Yun, Yao Hong, and four others.
"I don't know, I just met them once before, and I always felt they were very strong."
Yan Liang spoke.
"Even if they're strong enough, can they surpass Tao Zhenzhang? We already have enough men."
Yao Hong said.
The seven of them were all elites among the Close to the Dao Seed cultivators, and they were not afraid of either Ji Wushuang or Tao Zhenzhang.
Jiang Ping looked back and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Yan Liang had not followed.
"Most people here are in a state of spiritual wandering. Close to the Dao Seed; am I the only one who can see the old man in the burial clothes?"
Jiang Ping whispered, hoping someone would discover something amiss and then ask a great expert to resolve the matter.
"If all else fails, we'll just go and tell on them."
He thought to himself.
Having at Yan Liang known Yan Liang, I hope he can avert a bloody disaster.
However, shortly after arriving at the restaurant, Jiang Ping changed his mind.
Yan Liang and his companions entered the restaurant shortly after.
Jiang Ping glanced at Yao Hong, who was chatting Yan Liang Yao Hong.
At this moment, a decaying old hand rested on Yao Hong's shoulder, with long, sharp fingernails.
"Respect the fate of others."
Jiang Ping calmly sipped his wine, deciding to observe further.
"Three people!"
Just then, Wu Qingqing and her two companions entered the restaurant, a coincidence indeed.
Yan Liang greeted his former teammates immediately and invited them to sit together.
However, Hao Jun and the other two shook their heads repeatedly.
Wu Qingqing looked Yan Liang Yan Liang and down, her gaze quite complicated.
Upon seeing this, Yao Hong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Could it be that you're still holding a grudge against us for stealing your strongest companion?"
"Well, you can just wait and see. You got a great deal last time, so this time you'll just have to watch."
Yao Hong gave a cold laugh.
They are absolutely confident about their return to the island.
Even with Zhong Shenxiu Ji Wushuang Tao Zhenzhang by his side, he was confident he could withstand some of the good fortune.
See you later.
Shu Mingxiao's reaction was indifferent; their refusal to take a seat was not due to this reason.
"Brother Yan's complexion is getting paler and paler; perhaps there really is a problem."
Hao Jun transmitted his voice, but he couldn't discern anything amiss. However, Yan Liang's face was unusually pale, even more chilling than when they first met.
Regardless of whether there's a problem or not, it's best to stay away for now and avoid contact.
Wu Qingqing nodded.
It's better to believe it's true than not to believe it; Yan Liang's safe return from the depths of Zone 4 was already a strange thing.