The Sky Vein shines brightly like crystal, emitting a mysterious and obscure aura.
On the top of the mountain, there was no movement for a long time.
It was not until Wutan stepped one foot into the range of the mountain top that the voice of the mysterious woman slowly came out, but it was very weak, and even Wutan, who was very close, did not hear it.
"From ancient times to the present, no one has ever successfully opened the Heavenly and Earthly Meridians. Ninety-nine meridians are already the limit. I didn't expect that he would succeed. Could he really be the person predicted by the God King?"
Suddenly, the mysterious woman chuckled and said, "Since Master Wu Tian insists on confirming it, then come in!"
In fact, she didn't need to say anything, Wutan had already passed through a row of towering trees on the edge of the cliff and landed above the thatched hut.
"Huh? No one?"
After glancing down, Wutan frowned.
The top of the mountain is about a thousand feet high. In addition to dozens of ancient trees, there is only a thatched house located in the center of the mountain. Surrounding the thatched house is a sea of gorgeous wild flowers, with hundreds of flowers blooming and the fragrance of flowers intoxicating.
But when his eyes swept across the sea of flowers, he did not see any figure, and he did not sense any breath in his mind.
“Crunch!”
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening was heard. Wutan looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the thatched hut, which was originally closed, slowly opened, and then a snow-white figure walked out slowly.
Wu Tian’s eyes suddenly brightened.
The woman was wearing a floor-length white silk dress, her two slender arms and legs were faintly visible, as white as lotus roots.
The shiny black hair fluttered gently in the wind, like a beautiful ink painting, quiet, elegant and spotless.
Her face is delicate and beautiful, her skin is as white as ice, without a single flaw. She is just like a fairy from heaven, transcending the mundane world and without any trace of worldly touch.
With a swish, Wu Tian landed on the ground and stood opposite the woman. He bowed and said, "May I ask your name, Fairy?"
This woman was very beautiful, no less beautiful than Sikong Yanran and Ai Qingyou. However, in his opinion, no matter how beautiful a woman was, after death she would become a skeleton, no different from ordinary people.
In addition, he was a cautious person, so he was not fooled by the woman's appearance and did not show any expression of infatuation.
Seeing Wutan's frank face, the woman was a little surprised. In her memory, it was the first time that a strange man was so indifferent when seeing her. She couldn't help but admire Wutan and look at him with new eyes.
Especially when she saw Wutan's appearance, her eyes were quite strange. How could the Shura King, who was so powerful in the five continents, be a child
Of course, she wouldn't really treat this person as a child.
The woman smiled faintly, her natural beauty was so stunning that even the surrounding flowers were eclipsed by her. She said, "I don't deserve to be called a fairy. I am Xian Bi Tong. Sir Wu Tian, have you found anyone from the Wushan tribe?"
Wu Tian instinctively glanced around and said with a bow: "I am the one who offended you this time. Please forgive me, Bitong. Goodbye!"
After saying that, Wutan turned around, turned into a stream of light, and quickly flew towards the Wushan Realm.
Wu Tian's decisive action made Xian Bitong stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, Wu Tian was about to disappear from her sight. She hurriedly sent a message, "Master Wu Tian, wait a minute."
Wu Tian paused, turned around, and asked in confusion: "Miss Bitong, what else do you want?"
Xian Bitong smiled and said, "Since you are here, why don't you stay for a while and let me show my hospitality. I also have a lot of things I want to ask you."
"Excuse me?" Wu Tian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I have something important to deal with. See you again if we are lucky enough."
Afterwards, Wutan left without looking back.
The whereabouts of the Pavilion Master and Cang Zheng were unknown, and he was in no mood to chat with this person. Moreover, he always had a feeling that Xian Bitong was a little mysterious, as if she was covered with a mysterious veil that made it difficult for people to see through her.
The most important thing is, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when Wutan saw this woman for the first time, he felt like he was being stared at.
Another point is that this woman had previously said that she would not let him enter the top of the mountain no matter what, but after he opened the Heavenly Vein, not only did she not stop him, but she even took the initiative to ask him to stay. The change between the two was too big.
Therefore, he couldn't help but become suspicious and concluded that Xian Bitong was definitely not a simple person.
The ancients taught that a beautiful appearance often hides some unspeakable secrets.
Therefore, it is better to avoid provoking such people, especially a woman as beautiful as Xian Bitong.
Half an hour later, Wutan appeared above the entrance to Wushan Realm, but to his surprise, the entrance had disappeared.
After searching for a while within a radius of ten thousand miles, he found nothing. With deep doubts, Wutan flew towards the Dayan Dynasty again.
He wanted to check again to see if he had missed anything.
This time he opened the gate and descended directly above the imperial city of the Great Yan Dynasty. His divine sense was like a tide, covering the entire dynasty and even the depths thousands of feet underground.
In the end, he was disappointed as he did not detect the presence of Pavilion Master and Zhang Ting.
But not everything was gained.
“Swish!”
Wutan's figure flashed, and the next moment, he appeared in a magnificent hall. This was the Golden Throne Hall where the emperor and his ministers held meetings.
"who!"
The moment Wutan appeared, a cold shout was immediately rang out.
"Tell me the whereabouts of Gongsun Haoshu." Wutan said expressionlessly, glanced at the whole audience, and frowned.
At this moment, in the Golden Throne Hall, there were more than thirty figures kneeling on the ground respectfully, some wearing gorgeous dragon robes, and some wearing golden armor.
All of them are military marquises or powerful ministers of the Great Yan Dynasty. They are powerful and awe-inspiring in the court and the country. No matter where they go, they are the objects of worship by countless people.
However, at this moment, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling and shivering.
Even when the stranger Wutan appeared, he acted as if he didn't see him. He lowered his head and didn't dare to breathe.
If you look closely, you can see beads of sweat on their foreheads, and the ground in front of them has been soaked.
All this was because of the man in purple sitting on the dragon throne in front.
This man had a tall stature and extraordinary appearance, but all Wutan could see in his expression was arrogance.
Wu Tian had some impression of this person. He seemed to be the son of the great leader. As for his ranking, he didn't know.
Below the dragon throne and in front of the ministers, stood a dozen young men and women dressed in purple in an orderly manner. Each of them was handsome, beautiful, and very powerful.
The person who shouted coldly was a woman in purple among the dozen people.
"It's Wu Tian! Wu Tian is coming to kill us!"
Someone cried out in surprise, and there was an immediate commotion in the Golden Throne Hall, especially among the dozen or so purple-clothed men and women from the Wushan tribe. Their original pride disappeared, replaced by uneasiness and fear.
The purple-clothed man on the dragon throne also changed color, but when he found that Wu Tian came alone, he couldn't help but sneer and shouted: "Why are you panicking? Can't you see he is alone?"
Upon hearing this, more than a dozen people were stunned and hurriedly looked over carefully. After taking a look, their expressions began to change, and emotions such as uneasiness disappeared, replaced by resentment and hatred, and of course, a strong murderous intent.
The purple-clothed man's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he said with murderous intent: "Wutian, you are so brave that you dare to come here. It seems that there is no need for my fifth brother to take action. Today I can avenge my father, my second uncle, my third uncle, and the dead clansmen!"
"You?" Wutan looked at this person with a strange look, as if he was an idiot.
He really couldn't understand why there would be such a stupid person in the world. He had clearly seen his methods in the Wushan Realm, but now he dared to be so arrogant in front of him. He even began to doubt whether this person's head had been kicked silly by the Golden Bull.
"That's right, it's me, Gongsun Haoshu's elder brother, Gongsun Long." The man in purple said proudly.
"Gongsun Long, a nice name, but I still think Gongsun She suits you better." Wutan said calmly, took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he landed in front of Gongsun Long, and then slapped him with great force.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slapping sound immediately resounded in the Golden Throne Hall, followed by a loud bang. Gongsun Long flew out and hit a stone pillar next to the dragon throne. Blood spurted out of his mouth on the spot, and more than a dozen teeth were broken into pieces.
Wutan sat on the dragon throne, and with his big hand like an eagle's claw, he grabbed Gongsun Long in mid-air, who had not yet had time to land. He was immediately pulled over and rolled under the dragon throne with a bang.
"Even Gongsun Haoshu doesn't dare to say that he has the ability to kill me, let alone you, a small waste in the Perfection Period." Wutan said, his eyes flashing, and he stepped on Gongsun Long's chest with one foot. With a slight force, a cracking sound came out from Gongsun Long's body, and all his ribs were shattered!
"ah… "
Gongsun Long wailed incessantly, with blood spurting out of his mouth, making his originally handsome face look extremely hideous.
“Go!”
After seeing Wutan's methods, the dozen or so young men and women dared not stay any longer and quickly turned into streams of light and fled out of the hall.
"If you want to die, just keep running." Wutan said lightly without any movement.
However, when more than a dozen people heard this, it was as if they were struck by a bolt from the blue. Their bodies froze and they stood still, not daring to move a step. Some of the timid ones were even frightened to the point of their legs going weak and their teeth chattering.
After glancing at a dozen people, Wu Tian retracted his gaze, looked down at Gongsun Long from above, and said with a faint smile: "Now can you tell me where your fifth brother Gongsun Haoshu is!"
Seeing this, Gongsun Long felt cold all over and said hesitantly, "He... is in Wan... Jun City."
"Went to Wanjun City?" Wutan frowned.
"You can't even speak clearly. It seems there's no need to keep you." With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Wutan waved his hand. A tremendous force surged out, accompanied by a pig-killing scream. Gongsun Long's body was shattered on the spot, and flesh and blood splattered all over the sky!
"suck!"
Upon seeing this scene, a sound of gasps was immediately heard in the Golden Throne Hall. Everyone was horrified, and their souls were scared to death. Wu Tian was indeed worthy of being the Shura King. Killing people was just a wave of his hand!
(End of this chapter)