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Chapter 90: A Chance Encounter with an Acquaintance
Although the gunshots posed no real threat, many people's expressions darkened. However, Silver Prosperity called out loudly, "I am Silver Prosperity, the leader of the Silver Prosperity Group. May I ask which friends are ahead?"
It seemed that a name could indeed carry weight; as soon as Silver Prosperity identified himself, the gunfire ceased, but no one responded.
Silver Prosperity continued, "The Evil Spirit Tide is approaching from behind. I hope my friends ahead will make way; it would be best for you to retreat quickly."
Still, no one spoke, but there were some gasps and the sound of rustling.
They must have retreated.
Zhou Tong was astonished; he hadn't expected Silver Prosperity's team to have such a high reputation. It was like a ray of hope in the darkness.
At that moment, Lian Yun suddenly stepped forward. Zhou Tong and Murong Ying were a bit puzzled, but they still moved aside to let Lian Yun pass.
Once Lian Yun reached between the two, she smiled slightly and said, "Is it okay if I go play at the back for a while?"
"Poof~~" Silver Prosperity spat out something—whether it was blood or something else was unclear—but his eyes were filled with shock.
He could tell from Lian Yun's voice that it still had a youthful tone. Looking at her figure, he knew she couldn't be older than eighteen!
Hearing Lian Yun speak like a child asking a parent for permission to go out only confirmed his suspicion that this leader was definitely not someone in their thirties.
So young and yet so powerful; to Silver Prosperity, she seemed almost otherworldly. How could such talent end up in Fengdu? Silver Prosperity found it hard to comprehend.
At Lian Yun's request, both Zhou Tong and Murong Ying were momentarily taken aback, and then Murong Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Murong Ying was strikingly beautiful, and although her eye-rolling was not particularly charming, it carried a unique allure.
Silver Prosperity stared blankly for a moment.
Zhou Tong furrowed his brow slightly, but he understood that Lian Yun might be planning something secretive, so he nodded. "Return within two hours!"
"Got it!" Lian Yun nodded and quickly retreated to the back of the team until he was out of their ranks.
The moment he left the team, it truly marked the first time in three years that he felt free.
After leaving the Lian Family, he had been taken in by Uncle Lin Nan to the Lin Family, and then directly 'managed' by Zhou Tong.
Only at this moment did he feel completely alone.
As Lian Yun stood alone, a sense of uncontainable joy spread across his face. However, he didn't remain happy for long before his expression turned serious. He lowered his body and swiftly made his way toward Fengdu Center.
The Ultimate Ascension to Kingship became increasingly difficult as time went on. Thus, Lian Yun planned to capture Spirits to have his Ghost Slaves assist him in accelerating his cultivation progress.
Now that the Evil Spirit Tide had erupted, many people would inevitably suffer casualties, leading to numerous Spirits becoming Wandering Ghosts. Additionally, the wild ghosts originally within Fengdu would be driven out.
This was the perfect time for a grand hunt; how could he let it slip by?
Perhaps due to Chen Tao sensing danger earlier, after moving forward for a while, Lian Yun encountered no teams at all. Along the way, he managed to hunt down a few Spirits that had gained their freedom after members of the Zhu Yang Team had perished.
Nearly ten minutes after leaving the team, he encountered the first group.
About thirty people were already firing at Lian Yun from a distance.
Lian Yun chose to evade and then took a detour.
Time was truly limited; he did not want to waste any. In his mind, the front lines of the Evil Spirit Tide were where the Spirits were most abundant.
However, when the thirty or so people turned to block Lian Yun's path, he knew he had to act.
The Nest of Swallows in Flames.
Who could fathom the terrifying essence of Lian Yun's unforgiving, lethal Nest of Swallows in Flames?
In that moment, a shadow of death instantly enveloped the thirty or so individuals. Within seconds, their heads fell to the ground.
They didn’t even have time to attack or plead for mercy before meeting their end.
In less than ten seconds, Lian Yun continued on his way, leaving behind over thirty corpses. He bound more than thirty Ghost Groups with a wrist-mounted device resembling Spider-Man's web.
As he advanced, he released the Spirits contained within the Ghost Groups, swiftly injuring them and allowing Big Head and other Ghost Slaves to absorb them into their own Boxes.
In under a minute, over thirty Ghost Groups were left behind him.
Perhaps the emptiness within him had greatly recovered, enhancing the effectiveness of the Box inside him. With each step he took, he felt his realm soaring. Moreover, some Corrupted Blood continuously flowed from his nostrils, remnants of Spirits that had been completely decomposed.
However, as Lian Yun moved forward, the malevolent aura represented by the remnants of the Spirit did not surge into his mind, causing him no harm.
Initially, Lian Yun had intended to collect some of it for future training of his will. However, he refrained from doing so mainly because it was inconvenient to carry unnecessary items within Fengdu.
It seemed that not many teams dared to approach the Fengdu Center. After hastening for another ten minutes, he had yet to encounter any teams.
His realm had already recovered to the second tier. When his realm broke through to the first tier, Lian Yun ascended to the rooftop of a tall building.
Looking out into the distance, he saw no trace of Evil Spirits, but beneath the night sky, there appeared to be thick smoke and a series of faint rumbling sounds.
"Is that smoke dust or Spirit?"
"Hmm..."
Lian Yun lowered his head and noticed twenty Ghost Battle Bodies emerging from behind some tall buildings. The heights of the twenty Ghost Battle Bodies were almost equal, differing only in their build.
Although he couldn't see clearly, Lian Yun estimated that they were all around ten meters tall, nearly equivalent to the strength of a king.
Moreover, their power likely wouldn't be weaker than that of an ordinary king.
"Could they have attracted the Evil Spirit Tide?" Lian Yun thought, somewhat perplexed.
Just then, among the twenty Ghost Battle Bodies, three or four glanced up at Lian Yun.
Though they were too far apart for their gazes to connect, one or two of the Ghost Battle Bodies seemed to momentarily disintegrate.
Uncertain of what kind of shocking events they had experienced, Lian Yun leaned forward and quickly descended along the wall, charging towards the two Ten People.
From a distance, Lian Yun saw them swiftly forming a battle formation. However, upon observing their stance, Lian Yun couldn't help but smile and removed his Mask.
To his surprise, he encountered familiar faces.
"Is the Evil Spirit Tide behind you all caused by Wen Jie?"
As Lian Yun took off his Mask, the twenty Ghost Battle Bodies disintegrated, revealing twenty backpackers.
Although the expressions of the few in front were filled with extreme astonishment, the one referred to as Wen Jie could only helplessly respond, "Young Master Yun, are you praising us or mocking us? Who knows how this Evil Spirit Tide erupted?"
Huang Wenjie, Lin Nan's wife, was from Lian Yun's maternal family, the Huang family.
(End of Chapter)
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