The road is vague

Chapter 398 Princess Dai

Li Mo was about to respond to the Thousand-Faced King and Princess Dai.

At this time.

Suddenly, everyone on the deck sensed something, stopped talking, and looked up at the dark sky.

Li Mo couldn't help but look up.

"This is?"

A glimmer of light appeared in Li Mo's pupils, as if a passage from a heaven full of hope and miracles had opened, pointing directly here.

Unlike the True Demon clone who was initially confused, Li Mo showed an expression of disbelief.

This is clearly a sealing technique, a sealing technique even more powerful than the Great Dao Ethereal Sealing Technique!

The Thousand-Faced King instantly lost his temper.

His pupils contracted sharply beneath his silver mask, and he let out a hysterical scream.

"The Art of Time Gods?!"

He reacted instantly, looking at Li Mo as if he were a monster.

"This is the trouble you were talking about? The heretic wanted by the Temple of the Year God is actually you!!"

Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly and launched a counterattack the moment they sensed the danger.

In particular, the Thousand-Year-Old King and Princess Dai, one a mid-level Great Demon King comparable to a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and the other a low-level Great Demon King, both unleashed astonishing spiritual pressure, spitting out spiritual light and blasting into the air along with the others.

However, none of the attacks collided or exploded when faced with this beam of light descending from the sky.

The white light, full of miracles, hope, and ethereal beauty, silently absorbed everyone's attacks, further confirming Li Mo's suspicions.

The so-called Year God Technique is actually a sealing technique.

Fortunately, Li Mo himself is also a sealing master and has some understanding of the essence of sealing techniques.

He saw that everyone's attacks were absorbed by the white light and disappeared silently. However, the intensity of the white light also weakened significantly. Just as everyone was filled with despair, a surging, brutal, corrupt, and filthy yet sacred blood energy, along with a lightning force that was extremely fast, violent, and destructive, shot into the sky and met the white light once again.

The Thousand-Faced King's eyelids twitched wildly as he looked at the True Demon clone, Li Mo.

The others also looked on in horror and disbelief.

Especially the Golden Turtle Master, in his impression, Li Mo was just a low-level evil god.

But at this moment, feeling Li Mo's violent spiritual pressure and realizing that the demonic clone he resembled actually possessed the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he became somewhat confused.

"Fellow Daoist Li, this..."

However, even with the addition of Li Mo and the True Demon clone, the group's attacks only managed to create a stalemate with the white light.

As the area of ​​the white light continued to expand, it seemed to be sucking away everything within its range, and the group could barely protect the area of ​​the solar ship.

At this time.

The white light fell on the calm sea around the solar boat, trying to draw it away.

Just as everyone was gritting their teeth and holding on, the calm sea was disturbed by the white light, and a slight ripple appeared.

next moment.

The white light that fell from the sky suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, Li Mo faintly heard a muffled groan, as if the one who initiated the divine spell had suffered a significant backlash.

The edge of the solar ship was slightly damaged as a result. The nine people, including the true demon clone, looked at each other and couldn't help but gasp for breath.

The Thousand-Faced King reacted the fastest, immediately letting out a low roar and maneuvering the Sun Ship at full speed toward the depths of the Forbidden Sea.

Li Mo frowned; that familiar feeling returned.

He had a vague feeling that something was missing, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Then, when he saw the string of coins at his waist and the auspicious flag in his arms, his expression became even stranger.

Where did these things come from?

Just as Li Mo was frowning and lost in thought, Princess Dai leaned closer and let out a soft laugh.

"Fellow Daoist Li is probably not a human from our Lost Continent, is he?"

"Mei'er?"

The Thousand-Faced King, who was maneuvering the Sun Ship while carefully guarding against the True Demon clone, couldn't help but look over. Everyone else was also taken aback and looked at Li Mo.

Li Mo looked at the other person in surprise, but did not respond.

When Princess Dai saw Li Mo's reaction, her suspicions were confirmed.

A sly glint appeared in her eyes as she calmly began to explain.

"Although I don't know which of you is the original and which is the avatar, you are undoubtedly fellow Daoists of the same level. Fellow Daoist Li, you can call me by my real name, Dai Mei'er, from now on."

Princess Dai's voice was calm and composed, possessing an indescribable charm.

No wonder the Thousand-Faced King was so infatuated with her.

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist Li, this is actually my second trip to the Central Continent. Do you know the differences between the humans of the Central Continent and the humans of the Lost Continent?"

"What's the difference?"

Li Mo asked in a low voice.

Princess Dai chuckled softly and looked directly into Li Mo's eyes.

"The human race of the Central Continent identifies with their own identity and possesses a deep-seated pride as rulers. They never feel inferior because of their human identity, unlike the human cultivators here."

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hmph, hmph hmph hmph hmph, hahahahahahaha..."

His voice went from low to high, and his laughter made everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

Only Princess Dai was not surprised. It was truly remarkable that this person could disguise himself as a slave in the Lost Continent for so long.

Shedding his habitual pretense, Li Mo revealed an arrogant air. "That's right, I am indeed from the Central Continent!"

After Li Mo proudly admitted it, the other human cultivators immediately became reserved. Only Princess Dai, seeing Li Mo's seemingly suppressed joy finally erupt, revealed an uncontrollable delight in her eyes.

"I wonder which country my friend is from?"

"The Great Qian Dynasty!"

Li Mo's confident response immediately delighted Princess Dai.

"My apologies, fellow Daoist, I never imagined you were from the Great Qian Kingdom of the Holy Monarch Qian Yuan! The Holy Monarch Qian Yuan is known as the number one cultivator in the world. A thousand years ago, he overpowered the three great Spirit Transformation royal families in the Wasteland, forcing the Hundred Clans of the Misty Lands to finally see reality. He also brought several ancient demon descendants who had been caught up in the struggle for the Tiger Clan's lineage to the Great Qian Kingdom for protection..."

Princess Dai showed joy and admiration, while Li Mo was speechless with astonishment.

He knew that a group of ancient demon descendants did indeed seek refuge with the Great Qian Kingdom a thousand years ago.

The first seven elders, the King of Assassins, and the Heavenly Rainbow Bird, the sacred bird of the Spirit Eye Sect, both arrived in the Great Qian Kingdom at that time, but that doesn't mean there were only those two.

However, he did not expect that the Holy Lord Qian Yuan had personally intervened in this matter.

Princess Dai looked at Li Mo with a hint of anticipation on her face.

"May I ask what position Fellow Daoist Li holds in the Great Qian Kingdom?"

She asked a question that made Li Mo's eyelids twitch.

"From now on, my husband and I plan to fly together in the Central Plains. However, although we are already great demon kings, we know that there are countless powerful people in the Central Plains. It's fine in the short term, but if it goes on for a long time, we will inevitably offend some forces or taboos. If we can find a powerful backer in advance, that would be the best thing."

A glint of light flashed in Li Mo's eyes, and a bold plan came to mind.

He immediately took out the Jingzhao token.

"This is the magistrate of the capital, which can be reported to the emperor when necessary! If you two are truly willing to pledge allegiance to the Great Qian Kingdom, there is indeed an excellent opportunity right now. As long as you are willing to assist me in completing the secret mission assigned by the Great Qian court, I will definitely strive to secure for you the opportunity to face the Holy Emperor directly!"

After a cultivator in the Great Qian Dynasty advances to the Nascent Soul stage, they all have one opportunity to pay homage to the Holy Ruler.

Let's leave that aside for now.

The construction of a teleportation array in the Dongling Wasteland, inhabited by the myriad races, is a grand plan of the Qian Kingdom, aimed at disrupting the rear of the Lu Kingdom and striving to open up a second front.

If he successfully completes this task, he will surely be rewarded by the imperial court and his status will rise sharply.

With his original rank of sixth grade, participating in such a major event would allow him to jump three grades and be granted a fourth grade position in the imperial court, at which point he would be considered a high-ranking official.

He could use the power of the imperial court to legitimately train these two thousand-faced birds into his subordinates, at which point he would have the initial strength to contend with the King of Assassins.

"Oh?"

Princess Dai looked expectant.

"What is your mission, sir?"

"By imperial decree, I intend to develop a stable place in the wasteland of Lingdong, laying the foundation for future use. With your strength, if you two are willing to cooperate with me in building a city, becoming its protectors, and making contributions to the establishment of the teleportation array, wouldn't you be able to rightfully join the Great Qian Kingdom?"

Princess Dai's eyes lit up.

"My husband and I need to discuss this matter carefully."

Li Mo smiled gently.

"We eagerly await good news."

As Princess Dai departed, several other lost-continent humans, including the Golden Turtle Immortal, gathered around.

Although they were not yet familiar with the political landscape of the Middle-earth, they had already realized that Li Mo's identity was extraordinary, and with his protection, they would be able to better integrate into their new lives.

……

the other side.

The three elders of the Chaoge tribe, who were the first to reach the edge of the Forbidden Sea, stopped in front of it.

They knew the dangers within the starry sky were beyond the imagination of ordinary people, so they stopped and discussed the matter in hushed tones, gritting their teeth.

But at this moment.

Another group of dragonmen pursued them here.

When the three saw the thousand-year-old bishop of Xinian City, they were immediately dumbfounded and bowed in worship.

"Greetings, Your Excellency the Bishop..."

In the Longevity Dynasty, even the high and mighty Emperor Longevity, King Banlan, and the newly promoted King Neon, although they are all powerful cultivators of the Blood Dragon Clan, only possess the power to manage the Blood Dragon Clan.

All dragon people know that the Great Pope is the supreme being.

He is the representative of the God of Year on earth, and the ruler of all lands in the Lost Continent and the surrounding seas.

The current Bishop of Xinian City is one of the seven archbishops under the command of the Great Pope.

It is also the one with the most important status.

At this moment, his weathered face had a pair of deep eyes that looked at the starlight screen in front of him.

However, to the surprise of the three members of the Chaoge tribe, the thousand-year-old bishop of Xinian City was actually following behind a big-bellied man.

The man was completely naked, but the strange patterns on his skin kept changing, forming various designs on his face, representing the different roles in Chinese opera.

"kindness."

The Thousand-Year Bishop of Xinian City responded softly to the three elders of Chaoge who were lingering before the Forbidden Sea. He seemed to already know their purpose, or perhaps he was indifferent to worldly affairs. He gently waved his staff and activated the Divine Art of Year.

After a while.

He let out a muffled groan, the holy radiance around him dissipated, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, breathing heavily.

"bishop!"

"bishop……"

The three elders of the Chaoge tribe were taken aback, and at the same time noticed that the strange person whose body was covered with bizarre patterns had mysteriously disappeared.

(End of this chapter)