I've spread the Heaven and Earth realms throughout the God-Slaying World.

Taiyi Zhenren also sat down in front of the hot pot, eating and drinking for free, his face solemn.

Nezha has indeed recovered from his illness.

As for how it's good?

Lynn interpreted it as self-healing when electroconvulsive therapy, physical therapy, and psychotherapy all failed.

Nezha will naturally get better, perhaps... because he is Nezha!

Just then, I wanted to find Jinian to have another match, but Jinian volunteered to go out and gather information.

After all, Chloe couldn't have sent them here without a clear explanation.

Meanwhile, while treating Nezha, Lynn unexpectedly discovered that the other party...

It smells really good!

After much persuasion, they finally managed to keep Nezha here as a hot pot base.

As for Yang Jian?

Guanjiangkou was one of the poorest religious sites, and he and Lynn hit it off immediately.

He became rich thanks to Nezha.

"Ahem, this hot pot is quite interesting."

Taiyi Zhenren tasted it carefully, but he still felt that his good disciple had developed an even bigger illness.

Immediately, he flicked his wide sleeves, pulled out a flyer, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"So, what exactly is this lotus root hot pot all about?"

At this moment, Lynn, sitting to the side, was eating with great relish, his plate piled high with the meat he had just picked up, like a small mountain.

Upon hearing Taiyi Zhenren's words, his mouth was stuffed full, his cheeks puffed out like a little hamster, and he mumbled something indistinctly.

"That's unethical!"

As he spoke, he not only did not stop what he was doing, but instead sped up even more, moving swiftly between the plates and quickly picking up a large piece of meat.

"This is the mouth of the Guanjiang River. Given such a strange occurrence, we should logically ask Yang Jian!"

"He knows this area best, so he might know a lot about it and have some idea about it."

"........."

After finishing his meal, he quickly put down his chopsticks and casually wiped his mouth with his hand.

He then reached into his waist and pulled out a magical artifact that emitted a strange light.

This artifact was seized from Sun City.

Lynn gripped the artifact firmly with both hands, muttering incantations.

With a flash of dazzling light, the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, revealing a deep rift.

"I have something to do, remember to have hot pot."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lynn vanished into the crack in an instant, like an arrow released from a bow.

Only the astonished Taiyi Zhenren and the Huanglong Zhenren, who had just finished eating a piece of meat, remained.

.........

It is thousands of miles away from the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

The tranquil void resembled an ancient mirror that had been disturbed, its textures seemingly being carelessly kneaded by an invisible hand.

As soon as Lynn landed, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Are you kidding me?

Are you really going to be foolish enough to tell Master Taiyi that you're using his precious disciple as a hot pot ingredient?

If this gets out, Master Taiyi will probably fight me to the death.

Let Yang Jian handle this matter.

After all, Yang Jian has received a lot of benefits, so he can't just take them for nothing, right?

As a local strongman in Guanjiangkou, he's definitely much better at handling such thorny issues than I am.

Moreover, he has some connection with Taiyi Zhenren, so he might be able to smooth things over and prevent things from getting too ugly.

With that thought, Lynn dusted off non-existent dust, hummed a little tune, and leisurely walked into the distance.

His steps suddenly stopped abruptly, and his aura instantly froze.

My gaze fell on a certain spot.

Is someone spying on us?

A faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood quietly filled the air.

The scent was extremely faint, and the other party had obviously concealed it very cleverly, but it was still not enough in front of Lynn.

Lynn's eyes narrowed slightly.

"get out."

As soon as he finished speaking, purple-gold dragon scales instantly appeared on his arm, and a surge of powerful blood energy churned around him like a raging sea.

He raised his arm high, unleashed the Grasp of Heaven, and fiercely grabbed at the place where the aura was hidden.

"boom!"

A loud bang, like a thunderclap.

With a deafening roar, dust billowed up like a surging wave, instantly filling the entire space.

A bloodied figure leaped out of the billowing dust in a disheveled state.

The figure was tightly clutching a white fox tail to its chest, making it look particularly eerie.

"The Star Lord of Heavenly Joy, Emperor Xin?"

Lynn never expected that this former human emperor would appear here.

Shouldn't Di Xin have stayed by Su Daji's side?

Confucius said, “Since you have come, make the best of it.”

Regardless of all that, let's try to persuade them physically first.

"Since you're here, you may rest in peace here!"

"Refining!"

On the other side, Di Xin suddenly roared, his voice rough and forceful, as if he had committed a desperate gamble.

He originally planned to hide at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, hoping to play a trick to avoid the Twelve Golden Immortals.

But now that Lynn has discovered his whereabouts, the only option is... to escape!

wisps of vital energy, like ethereal threads, drifted out from Di Xin's body.

Di Xin's aura suddenly changed like a surging tide.

The kingly aura that had been hidden beneath his impoverished appearance suddenly burst forth, and the powerful sense of oppression was like a tangible wave.

It surged and spread in all directions.

However, in the blink of an eye, Di Xin's figure vanished without a trace.

As the dust settled, Di Xin vanished a hundred miles away in an instant.

It was as if the shackles of space had been torn apart, leaving a phantom afterimage between heaven and earth.

"interesting!"

A sudden gleam of excitement flashed in Lynn's eyes, and he became quite interested.

His face was filled with a thirst for knowledge.

The Qi cultivation technique used by Emperor Xin was strikingly similar to that of Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng.

The two are identical in every way, from the subtle patterns of the movements to the unique rhythm of the breath.

It's just like……

Born to the same mother.

"You...can't escape my grasp!"

With a thought, Lynn took out several artifacts from the system space.

As soon as these artifacts appeared, they emitted a dazzling light, and powerful energy fluctuations spread outwards like ripples.

One of the golden spears was particularly eye-catching.

As soon as it appeared, it seemed to be given life, automatically locking onto Di Xin's aura.

The spear slashed through the sky, leaving a dazzling trail. Wherever it passed, the air was violently compressed, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Lynn himself held the artifact that had previously torn through space, muttering incantations.

The light emanating from the artifact grew even stronger.

Lynn's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the light and ripples, and then he suddenly stepped into the torn spatial rift.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"We should have shaken off that person by now..."

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