Heavenly Lord Asura

Chapter 390: Hanging City

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Seeing Dongfang Xiao's smug look, Wutan couldn't help but shake his head. If the little guy were here at this moment, the two of them would definitely hit it off and become close friends who would do anything for each other.

As the saying goes, it's hard to refuse a kind invitation! Under Dongfang Xiao's persuasion, Wu Tian drank a lot of strong liquor that night, but the alcohol was evaporated by the power of elements, so he was not drunk at all.

The banquet ended at three o'clock in the morning. Dongfang Xiao and Shi Jiaoyun both left, and Wutan lived directly in Fengyue Tower. As for the expenses, Shi Jiaoyun took the initiative to pay, which could be regarded as a way of repaying her gratitude!

A bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight spreads out, making Fengyang City look like it is covered with a layer of silver. The night sky is dotted with stars, and the starlight is twinkling, which is dazzling yet somewhat lonely.

In the sky outside Fengyang City, Wutan stood quietly in the air, looking down at the vast land below, as if he saw the battle between Ruchen and the heroes.

For anyone, half a month of desperate fighting was not only a physical drain, but also a mental torture. One can imagine what kind of situation and mood Ru Chen was in at that time. Facing endless enemies, he struggled desperately between despair and hope.

"Are desires, treasures, status, and power really more important than family affection?"

Thinking of Ruchen's experience, Wutan couldn't help but think of Longhe, who, for his own selfishness, plunged Long Village into an irretrievable situation. He also thought of Huoshi, who, for his own desires, led the Huoyun Sect to destruction.

He also thought of the Lord of Shura Palace and Kong Lingzi, who, just for their own selfish desires, did not hesitate to harm the most outstanding disciples under their sect and plunder their bodies and talents.

Maybe in their eyes, they are the most important, but in Wu Tian's eyes, all these are nothing but external things, just a passing cloud, and are really insignificant compared to family and friendship.

After an unknown amount of time, Wutan withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged in the void, and began to slowly make hand gestures with his hands.

He was using the art of fortune-telling, and over the years, his cultivation had reached the Hundred Dynasties Perfection Stage. He wanted to try and see if he could see farther and more clearly in that ethereal world and find the mystery of his own life experience.

The familiar world and the familiar towering mountains soon appeared before his eyes, and the power of blood that was thicker than water also emerged spontaneously.

As his vision narrowed, Wutan finally saw two blurry figures in the palace on the giant peak. From the outline, they were a man and a woman, but their faces could not be seen clearly as they were covered by mist.

And between the two of them, there was a baby who looked like a newborn, but it was also unclear. However, when his eyes met the baby, Wutan's heart trembled violently.

An incomparably real and intimate feeling quickly surged into his heart like a tide, as if the baby was himself, and he felt inexplicably touched in his heart.

"Is that baby really me? If so, could those two figures be my parents?"

Wutan was anxious and his eyes quickly zoomed closer, but even though he felt that they were right in front of him, clearly very close, he just couldn't see their faces clearly.

Even Wu Tian could feel the joy, love, and kindness the two of them had when they looked at the baby in their arms...

The affection and the power of blood overwhelmed Wutan's entire soul. He was like a helpless child, stretching out his hands to grasp desperately and shouting frantically, but it seemed as if he was isolated by a barrier and his voice could not be heard.

I don't know if it was due to the induction of family ties or if it was unintentional, but two figures holding babies suddenly looked over here. I still couldn't see their faces clearly, like seeing flowers in the fog, vague and illusory.

"Are they looking at me?"

Wutan was a little dazed, unable to be sure whether the two people looked at him because they sensed his presence, or if it was purely unintentional.

Boom!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder appeared, and the giant hand that covered the sky, which was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, shattered a piece of the sky and suppressed it!

Everything in front of him was shattered in an instant. Wutan wanted to save it, but he was overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness and could only watch it all disappear.

"puff!"

In reality, Wutan spat out a mouthful of blood and did not open his eyes immediately. It was as if he was still immersed in that feeling, and as if he wanted to imprint that feeling deeply in his heart.

Unconsciously, the morning sun slowly rose, dyeing the sky with layers of red clouds, which was instantly beautiful.

It was not until this moment that Wutan opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, then sighed softly, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards Fengyang City.

When Wutan arrived at Wanbao Pavilion, Dongfang Xiao was already waiting there.

After a few brief greetings, Dongfang Xiao took out a piece of animal skin scroll from his arms and threw it to Wutan.

"This is the detailed map of the Forbidden Sect. With it, it will be easy to enter the depths of the Forbidden Sect. However, how to loot the Forbidden Stones and the Forbidden Stone Mineral Sources is up to you."

After opening the animal skin scroll, Wutan took a careful look at it and nodded with satisfaction on the spot. It was indeed as Dongfang Xiao said, the markings on it were very detailed.

"By the way, according to my spies in the Forbidden Sect, the forbidden stone mine is protected by an imperial-level restriction. Do you have the ability to break it?" Dongfang Xiao leaned back in his chair, slowly waving his folding fan, and spoke lazily.

Wu Tian rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Give it to me!"

"What do you want?" Dongfang Xiao asked in confusion, pretending to be confused.

"Not giving it to you?" Wutan raised the corner of his mouth, with a dangerous signal flashing in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, you are begging me now, not me begging you. You need to understand the situation," Dongfang Xiao shouted, and then laughed: "As long as you say a few nice words and flatter me, maybe when I'm in a good mood, I'll lend you the imperial level ban-releasing talisman."

"It doesn't matter. It's just a little harder at best. But by then, some people won't be able to get any minerals, let alone a forbidden stone," Wutan said, and stopped talking. He brewed a cup of fragrant tea and tasted it by himself.

"Fuck, I'm afraid of you."

Dongfang Xiao cursed, took out a palm-sized black forbidden talisman from his arms, threw it on the coffee table with a bang, and warned: "Let me make it clear to you in advance, there are only a few of these things in the entire five continents. If you dare to embezzle them, I will not let you go even if I go to heaven or hell."

"Please believe in my character," Wutan smiled faintly, picked up the black forbidden talisman, and his soul power surged. It turned out that it was actually an imperial-level forbidden talisman.

"What a good baby!" Wutan said secretly, and began to think about it in his mind.

"Character?"

Dongfang Xiao heard this and poked his nose. If he talked about other people's character, he might believe it, but what kind of character do you have, Wu Tian? If you had character, you wouldn't have taken advantage of the young master's coma to rob his mustard bag.

"Perhaps you still don't understand the importance of the imperial-level unlocking talisman. I must explain it to you." Dongfang Xiao was really worried and even began to regret giving the unlocking talisman to Wutan.

Before he could start explaining, Wutan waved his hand, a door opened quickly, and then he shot in with a whoosh, and soon disappeared from Dongfang Xiao's sight.

"Bastard!" Dongfang Xiao was furious upon seeing this. His eyes flashed with brilliance, and his figure disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Dongfang Xiao naturally went to the Forbidden Sect because he was really worried.

However, he would not go deep into the forbidden sect, but wait outside the forbidden sect. When Wutan came out, he would stop him on the spot, give him what he should give and return what he should return, and then he would let him leave.

The Forbidden Sect is located in the Hanging City.

The Hanging City is extremely famous in Zhongyaozhou, and almost everyone knows about it. The reason is that there are two huge sects entrenched in the city, the Forbidden Sect and the Weapon Sect!

In Wanjun City, Wanbao Pavilion is the ruler, while in Xuankong City, Qi Sect and Jin Sect are the kings.

Moreover, the Hanging City has another world-famous feature, that is, the entire city is suspended in mid-air.

According to legend, the founders of the two sects had a very good relationship. When they first founded their sects, they searched all over Zhongyaozhou but could not find a suitable place.

Later, the two of them simply joined forces to refine a huge mountain and lifted it into the air. From then on, the Forbidden Sect and the Weapon Sect were born here. Over time, they formed a huge city with a population of one million.

"What a magnificent city! It is hard to imagine how powerful the founders of the Forbidden Sect and the Weapon Sect are."

On a mountain top below the Hanging City, Wutan looked up at the huge city above, and a sense of grandeur and majesty arose in his heart.

"This is obviously showing off." The little guy pursed his lips, then his eyes lit up and he urged: "Little Emperor, why don't we think of a way to take over the Hanging City?"

In the starry world, Han Tian and others have entered a deep state of cultivation, but the active little guy feels bored, so he insists on running out despite Wujitani's opposition.

"There's a hole in your brain," Wutan gave it a blank look.

To be honest, this idea really made him a little excited, but he still knew his own limitations. With his current strength, as long as his identity was exposed, he might not be able to walk out alive, let alone take over the Hanging City.

"Whizzing!"

At this time, several young men and women in black quickly came from a distance and soon reached the edge of the Void City.

Just as they arrived, an old man in white appeared out of nowhere without any warning. His cloudy eyes flashed with a shockingly fierce light as he looked at them!

Seeing the old man in white, the young men and women were not surprised at all, as if they had known it for a long time. Each of them took out a token from his arms, then grabbed the token and stretched it forward.

The old man's eyes swept over these tokens one by one. Only then did the fierce light in his eyes recede like the tide, and a smile appeared on his old face.

With a flip of his hand, a pitch-black talisman appeared in the old man's hand, and then he pressed it towards the seemingly empty void. Immediately, a dim light flashed in this place, and then a door that could accommodate one person quickly emerged.

After several people came in one after another, the old man in white waved his hand, and the talisman shot back into his hand. The door in the void closed quickly, and the light gradually dimmed. Everything looked the same as before.

"Prohibition to protect the city."

Wu Tian, who witnessed all this, was not surprised.

As the base of the Forbidden Sect, it was expected that Void City would have city protection restrictions. The reason why he did not rush in was that he wanted to see if he would need other things, such as things inside the identity token.

As expected, everyone in the Hanging City has his or her own identity token, but the appearance of the old man in white was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"It seems that I have to find a way to get an identity token," Wutan muttered.

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(End of this chapter)