Full-time Creation Master

"Sister, you're overthinking it!" Blue Bat smiled gently, without a trace of sarcasm. "It's just that I suddenly remembered there are thirty annoying dogs chasing after us outside the village!"

These are truly unfavorable events for teachers!

Conversely, if it were held in Egypt, there would be resistance...

The words were left unsaid, but the meaning was obvious!

One side is hardliners, the other is pro-decentralization!

"Tell me your thoughts!"

The third person was Hu Jin, who had been silent all along. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "We must not underestimate our enemy."

Since Chu Ming has been able to get to this point, he must have some extraordinary abilities.

If we act rashly, we may find ourselves in a passive position.

Perhaps we can try going to Egypt; they're all undead anyway. As for Chu Ming... let's observe him for a while, find his weaknesses, and then defeat him in one fell swoop.

After hearing Hu Jin's words, a hint of hesitation flashed in Sa Lang's eyes.

Both Hu Jin and Blue Bat agreed to move out first and catch their breath before making any further decisions!

He was even terrified of being hunted down by Chu Ming's thirty monarch-level beasts during this period!

We're almost out of conveyor belts!

Moreover, his followers have suffered heavy casualties during this period, which can be described as the biggest blow in history!

But if I transfer it, wouldn't that mean I'm showing weakness to that brat Chu Ming?

Furthermore, although Egypt has many undead, they are generally weaker than the undead in China!

If you can't beat someone in life, can you beat them after death?

Moreover, and most importantly, in Egypt, temples are small but evil spirits abound, waters are shallow and turtles are plentiful, and almost all the spirits of the dead have owners!

In this ancient capital, due to the suppression of the dragon vein, the lingering power of the First Emperor, and the imperial tombs of the founding emperors... almost all the spirits of those above the quasi-emperor level are indulging in this!

A disorganized mess, devoid of wisdom and command, is precisely the kind of place where the Furious Fountain can be most effective!

The connections with the eight deceased emperors had already been established, with the promise of reviving the First Emperor hanging in the balance...

But in Egypt, do we really have to start all over again?

........

But soon, hesitation was replaced by ruthlessness. Sa Lang gritted his teeth and said, "No! We can't wait any longer."

Chu Ming has already disrupted our rhythm. Although it is risky to take action now, it is better than sitting and waiting to die!

Fang Shaoli, Lan Bat, go and get ready, we're on our way!

"Hujin, you're in charge of covering the rear, just in case..."

"Just in case what?"

A mocking voice, like a poisoned dagger, suddenly pierced the stagnant air in the secret room.

In an instant, it was as if the blood in Sa Lang's body had stopped flowing. She turned around slowly and mechanically, her pupils suddenly contracting in extreme shock.

Chu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, while the Grand Elder followed half a step behind.

The two appeared as if they had suddenly appeared out of thin air, or as if they had been waiting at the door all along, appearing abruptly at the entrance of the living room.

The water mirror emitted a faint, cold light, swaying back and forth on Chu Ming's angular face.

The flickering light made his jet-black eyes appear even more profound, like an unfathomable, icy pool, or a whirlpool capable of swallowing everything, inspiring awe in those who beheld them.

His cold, stern face still bore the lingering scent of gunpowder, and the slight upturn at the corners of his mouth carried a hint of untamed spirit.

Ah~··~

Fang Shaoli's piercing scream tore through the air almost simultaneously with the cracking of bones.

Beneath her skin, bluish-black veins spread wildly like evil vines.

Half of its face was instantly covered by a hard carapace, and its ferocious mouth emitted a chilling buzzing sound.

Her fingernails had transformed into incredibly sharp, scythe-like blades, gleaming with a chilling light, making her appear like a demon crawling out of hell, ready to devour anyone at any moment.

In stark contrast, Blue Bat maintained her signature gentle smile, elegantly toying with the green bracelet in her hand. Tiger Jin's body swayed suddenly, his thick legs uncontrollably taking half a step back.

His knuckles turned white from the force he exerted, and he kept his head down, his gaze constantly darting away from behind the mask. For some reason, he didn't dare to meet Chu Ming's eyes.

"How could you...?"

Sa Lang's voice became hoarse and trembling, his throat moved with difficulty, and his fists under his black robe were clenched so tightly that his knuckles made a crisp sound.

The carefully arranged perception barrier around us showed no signs of disturbance.

Chu Ming suddenly appeared as if tearing through space, and this bizarre scene sent chills down her spine.

She stared intently at Chu Ming's young yet sharp face. The boy who had almost been defeated by her underlings in her memory was now exuding a powerful aura that seemed to oppress everyone present.

Chu Ming leaned against the door frame, his posture languid and casual, slowly wiping the dust from his sleeves.

His gaze, like a sharp scalpel, swept over everyone.

When he saw Fang Shaoli's distorted and deformed appearance, his eyes instantly turned cold. The pitiful images of the innocent villagers she had harmed involuntarily flashed through his mind. "So ugly!"

The blue bat's hypocritical, gentle smile held little sway over him.

As for Chief Steward Hujin, they were actually relatives, but now they were on opposite sides due to their different stances, which stirred up a complex emotion in his heart.

Finally, Chu Ming's gaze fell on Sa Lang.

This woman, who struggled to climb out of a bad situation and fought her way to the top of the dark forces, is an absolute madwoman!

The burning ambition in those eyes was intense and fiery, bearing a striking resemblance to the flames burning in Chu Ming's heart.

"Some people always like to take the narrow path."

Chu Ming suddenly chuckled, his voice carrying a hint of nonchalant mockery, yet each word struck the hearts of the crowd like a heavy hammer.

Upon hearing this, Sa Lang dug her nails deep into her palms, the pain making her even more alert.

Didn't she see her own reflection in Chu Ming?

Seeing himself go from light to darkness, he charged forward with more than ten times the strength all the way to the position of archbishop!

The new waves of the Yangtze River keep surpassing the old!

This young man, who also fought his way out from the bottom of the pyramid, is now like a roadblock, standing in her way to sacrifice herself in the ancient capital.

The key is that, like a chosen one of destiny, they firmly blocked their path!

A deathly silence spread wildly through the sealed room, with only the grating sound of Fang Shaoli's carapace scraping against each other echoing in the stillness, adding to the tense and terrifying atmosphere.

Sa Lang stared at the empty doorway, reaching out to touch the still intact barrier; the sensation from his fingertips felt incredibly real.

Yet a chill ran through her—the fact that the magic-suppressing and teleportation-blocking array was still intact was terrifying…

Sa Lang took a deep breath, about to question Chu Ming again about what methods he had used to avoid the barrier, when he saw Chu Ming suddenly turn around.