Tang San's Savage Anger, the Ice Empress Meets Gu Mingyuan
"Go in, don't delay any longer," Tang San whispered to Xuan Zi.
Xuan Zi no longer hesitated, his powerful Soul Power erupting as he stepped onto the shattered alloy plate.
He leaped into the air, his massive body plunging directly into the center of the battle, crashing head-on into the frenzied Du Busi, tearing the two apart.
Du Busi Undying was caught off guard and was forced back three steps by the force, his feet carving two grooves in the ground.
With Xuan Zi's intervention, Jing Hongchen's pressure was greatly reduced.
The Flying Soul Tool on his back emitted white light, using the force to turn back, and the Six-Barrel Rapid-Fire Soul Cannon on his shoulders were instantly fully charged. Dozens of high-heat beams formed a fire net and poured down, forcing the Body Sect Elder who were about to carry away the Core Manufacturing Platform to retreat repeatedly and release the device they had just grabbed.
Seeing that his men couldn't even take what they had already touched out of the house, Du Busi. He pointed at Xuan Zi's nose and cursed:
"Xuan Zi! Are you out of your mind? Do you even know what you're protecting for him?!"
"That's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Embryo! Are you even still a person from the Douluo Three Kingdoms?!"
Jing Hongchen, still in mid-air, immediately shouted, "That was something Mingde Hall bought with real money!"
Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Embryo?
Xuan Zi's expression froze for a moment, then he secretly gathered his Soul Power and transmitted his voice. "Ancestor, is this what you wanted?"
Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly and transmitted a cold voice. "Yes. Find the Soul Tool that sealed it."
Xuan Zi made up his mind and immediately gave Yan Shaozhe a wink.
Yan Shaozhe understood and was about to lead his men around the battle circle to sneak into the deepest part of the Warehouse when a Soul Engineer with a blackened face suddenly stumbled out from behind the damaged gate of the Inner Vault.
The Soul Engineer's protective suit was mostly torn, and he screamed in a tearful voice from afar:
"Master! The God-Sealing Platform is gone!"
Jing Hongchen's figure swayed suddenly, and he almost fell from mid-air.
Du Busi was also taken aback, then suddenly turned around and stared expectantly at the two elders behind him, asking, "Who got it?!"
The two elders waved their hands repeatedly, their foreheads covered in sweat:
"Sect Leader, we still haven't found it! We just got close enough to be blocked by the guards outside the shelves, we didn't even get to touch the counter!"
Jing Hongchen landed back on the ground, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Du Busi: "What are you pretending for! Besides your Body Sect, who dares to rob Ming Capital?!"
"I'll pretend to be your mother!"
"If I had gotten what I wanted, would I still be here exchanging injuries with you, you old tortoise?!"
Jing Hongchen didn't bother arguing with him anymore. She pushed aside the broken pillar blocking her way and rushed towards the overturned transport truck like a madwoman.
Xuan Zi, carrying Tang San, and Yan Shaozhe quickly followed.
Passing through two rows of smashed lockers, the scene before them made everyone stop in their tracks.
The armored transport vehicle lay overturned on its side, the alloy tray that carried the God-Sealing Platform cut in two, lying forlornly in the dent. Where the tray had originally been placed, it was now empty.
Tang San stood beside the metal fragments, looking down at the open space, his expression gradually darkening.
A feeling of things being completely out of control washed over me.
Whether it's the Spatiotemporal Dislocation caused by the arrival of Divine Sense, or the Snow Empress Embryo that has vanished without a trace, everything is sliding in an unpredictable direction.
This loss of control, this feeling of being outside the chessboard, was something he hadn't experienced in a long time, and it was also what he hated most.
All of this inevitably stirred up waves of resentment in his heart.
Du Busi strode over, glanced at the empty ground, and seeing Jing Hongchen's dejected appearance, immediately sneered:
"Keep fighting! Keep fighting! It will only benefit the people who take advantage of you!"
Now that the most crucial element had failed, there was no need to keep Du Busi alive. He immediately turned to the Body Sect members behind him and gave the following order:
"Take what you've already got and get out!"
Before the words were even finished, the remaining experts from the Body Sect quickly regrouped.
The guards of the Mingde Hall tried to stop them, Du Busi personally covered their retreat. Dark green poisonous clouds exploded around him, and he swept his arms horizontally, forcefully deflecting dozens of pursuing beams of light. He then protected the last few elders as they leaped into the underground hole.
Jing Hongchen gritted her teeth, wanting to give chase, but the load-bearing beam above the Warehouse made a cracking sound.
Boom!
Tens of tons of alloy gravel poured down, sealing the breach in the ground.
Faced with the ruins collapsing once again, Jing Hongchen could only swallow her anger, wipe the dust from her face, and, with red eyes, give the order:
"Save the people first! Lock all the underground ventilation ducts and gates; don't let a single fly out!"
Behind the crowd, Huo Yuhao looked at Tang San, who stood motionless in front of the wreckage of the transport vehicle, and asked in a low voice in his Sea of Consciousness:
"Brother Sky Dream, is the stuff really gone?"
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm hugged its forelegs and muttered, "How could it be fake? Look at his face, it's so black you could scrape off the ashes."
Tang San withdrew his gaze; there was no point in staying any longer. Shrek already had all the other resources, so he uttered a few words to Xuan Zi:
That's all. Let's go back to the academy.
Xuan Zi nodded, Yan Shaozhe to take Huo Yuhao and prepare to leave the messy Underground Storage District.
"Go back to the academy?"
A sharp roar suddenly exploded from behind.
Jing Hongchen stood atop the piled-up ruins, the Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon on his shoulders glowing with a blinding red light once more, their dark muzzles fixedly aimed at Xuan Zi and the others who were about to leave.
"No one's leaving until we give them an explanation!"
Undead Half-Plane.
Gu Mingyuan looked at the emerald green scorpion that pounced on him and said:
My name is Gu Mingyuan.
"The Snow Empress was captured by the Soul Engineer of the Sun Moon Empire in the Far North and sent to the Mingde Hall as an auction item. I just took advantage of the chaos to bring the God-Sealing Platform out of the underground Warehouse."
Ice Empress stared at the God-Sealing Platform outside, the barbs on his scorpion tail trembling incessantly.
"Now that we've got her, let's release her immediately!"
"Releasing her is easy, but she won't live long." Gu Mingyuan raised his hand to stop her.
"The teacher is checking the seal structure. Calm down, control your breathing, and don't further agitate your newly healed soul."
Ice Empress's emerald green compound eyes stared intently as he demanded, "Then why am I here? Why did my soul enter your Sea of Spirit? Where is Huo Yuhao? Where is Tian Meng?!"
"They're all still alive, and they're all in Ming Capital." Gu Mingyuan didn't hide anything.
"Something unexpected happened; your soul left your original body and entered my Sea of Spirit. But you don't need to worry about Huo Yuhao; the Martial Soul, Soul Ring, and Torso Bone you originally offered him remain within his body."
Ice Empress was shocked and furious, finding all of this utterly incomprehensible. Just as she was about to ask further questions, a muffled hum suddenly came from the God-Sealing Platform in the open space outside, and the metal platform trembled slightly.
This faint sound instantly cut off all of Ice Empress's questions.
"Xue'er..."
Ice Empress abandoned Gu Mingyuan and rushed to the edge of her Sea of Consciousness, her gaze fixed on the God-Sealing Platform. The faint life force within it caused a dull ache in her soul.