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Chapter 150 Lost in the Desolate Sea, Heavenly Secrets Lead to Encounter; Demonic Nightmare Closes in on the Two Beauties [Two-in-One]

"This, this, this..."

Jingchen Tongzi was dumbfounded. He had already made preparations to go to the future.

Anyway, his own True Lord still has a long lifespan, so he's not too worried about things changing.

As for going back to the past, that's basically impossible.

He never expected things to turn out this way; he knew how difficult it was.

The nine women didn't really feel it, since their understanding of spatial turbulence was still too superficial.

Tang Hao was also caught off guard, and hurriedly urged his flying boat to follow a clue, heading into the sea of ​​mist.

'This whole thing is so awkward, like I suddenly teleported to the next spot.'

In the final section of the spatial vortex tunnel, he actually sensed many connections in all four directions: up, down, left, and right.

Based solely on the "Escape Navigation" prompts, I chose the exit at the top: 'Perhaps other exits are more dangerous?'

Since the outcome is already like this, there's nothing to complain about. Just keep running away.

The mirror for "Escape from Desperate Situations" is still lit, indicating that the crisis is not truly over.

With the positioning equipment thrown into the sea in advance, plus the navigation reminders, getting out of the foggy sea should be much more efficient than when we came in.

Watching Tang Hao skillfully maneuver the flying boat, constantly changing direction, Jingchen Tongzi hesitated for a moment before asking, "We've actually come back. Do you have a fixed, uh, anchor point around here?"

"No, it's just some kind of intuition, I don't really know either," Tang Hao glanced at the young Taoist and replied casually.

"Is it some kind of unseen connection?"

Upon hearing this, the Pure Dust Boy looked thoughtful: 'In that case, it seems the True Lord left some kind of backup plan on him.'

Then he tilted his head, as if there was something he couldn't understand.

'But shouldn't he be at the sect right now? Could it be...' The young disciple suddenly looked incredulous.

He furtively glanced around: 'Knowing Tang Hao came here to search for treasure, the True Lord personally followed, hiding in the shadows to protect him? Hmm… I wonder if my performance was too poor.'

For a moment, Jingchen Tongzi felt restless and uncomfortable.

Tang Hao saw him sitting there, seemingly lost in thought, scratching his head like a monkey, and shook his head speechlessly.

And at the instant the magical flying boat disappeared into the sea of ​​mist.

Beside the colossal beast that burst from the earth, a tiny human figure suddenly looked over.

"My lord, that ant that ruined your advancement plan is over there!" Bei Shanming's eyes flashed with hatred and killing intent as he incited his new master.

For reasons unknown, after the Demon Nightmare Dragon's will descended into his sea of ​​consciousness, it merely controlled him without devouring him, instead taking him under its command.

However, due to the pollution of the Nightmare Dragon's aura, the nature of the demonic energy within him changed.

Two dragon horns sprouted from its head, black and purple scales grew on its bare skin, and a pair of shadowy wings emerged from its back.

These are no longer condensed black energy; their appearance has become completely inhuman.

The Nightmare Dragon's two enormous beastly eyes looked in different directions, one towards the sea of ​​mist, and the other fixed on him.

Only when he felt a chill run down his spine did he turn his gaze to the shattered island.

Kitayama Mitsuhiro's ears twitched slightly, as if he were listening to something.

A moment later, a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips, and he said coldly, "As you command, Your Excellency, go ahead. They're nothing but a few vermin. I'll catch them and wait for you to come back and enjoy them."

With a slight nod of its mountain-like head, the Nightmare Dragon flapped its wings, unleashing a whirlwind that swept around it before it soared into the misty sea.

Only after the enormous figure disappeared did Beishan Ming's gaze flicker as he looked down.

I caught a glimpse of several figures, who vanished in a flash behind a boulder.

He sneered, and with a flick of his body, he disappeared.

“Beishan Ming has become such a ghostly figure. He was chasing us before. He is no longer one of us.”

"Master, the most urgent thing is for us to find a way to leave this place as soon as possible."

"We were lucky. The magic array here collapsed for some reason, which allowed us to escape from the underground river."

"It's all thanks to our master."

Langgan watched the terrifying dragon beast depart through the air and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Hearing this, he nodded slightly and said, "That's right. I already know how to get through the Sea of ​​Fog. Let's go now."

When she arrived, she kept a close eye on Kitayama's actions and frequently asked him about key points.

Fortunately, their relationship was delicate at the time, and the other party did not hold back, sharing all the secrets he had learned. She was confident that she could lead her subordinates to escape.

'It's a pity we've lost the flying boat; there's bound to be a lot of trouble.' She sighed inwardly. 'If I'd known this would happen, I should have bought a couple more from Senior Brother Yanming.'

A thought flashed through her mind, and she waved to signal everyone to leave the boulder where they were hiding.

"Leave? Gan'er, are you planning to abandon your husband? I'm so heartbroken."

A sinister voice suddenly rang out, and Langgan's body stiffened instantly.

Looking incredulously in the direction of the sound, they saw Beishan Ming looking down at them with a sinister smile on his face from the boulder behind them.

The faces of the several jade-faced men were ashen. Their master was under his control, and this man was like their supreme ruler. Now that the other party was neither human nor ghost, what good could come of this?

'What's going on? Didn't he lose his mind? And the monster left, so why is he still here?' Langgan was also filled with doubt and surprise.

She forced a smile, feigning surprise, and said, "My lord, you're still alive! That's wonderful! I thought..."

"You thought I was dead?" Bei Shanming snorted, touching the dragon horns on his head. "I still want to be with Gan'er forever, how could I die so easily?"

"Hehe, I knew you were lucky, my lord. Now that you're back, let's leave this awful place together," Langgan tentatively suggested.

Kitayama Mei sat down casually without any hesitation, placing his hands on either side and staring at her with great interest.

“Why leave? Your husband has gained the Lord’s favor, so naturally I, Gan’er, must stay and assist you with my duties.”

'Assist my ass! If I hadn't killed you, the Gu bead in my body, corrupted by demonic energy, would have gone out of control and gone berserk. Who would want to be with you then?' Lang Gan lowered his head, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

She was stunned. Before, when she was under his control, she would be terrified whenever he had any murderous intent, but this time she had no reaction at all.

Langgan quickly checked the situation and saw that the Gu bead inside her body, covered with black patterns, was now dark and lifeless, as if it had lost all vitality.

The demonic energy that had already spread into the body retreated into it at some unknown time.

'What's going on? Could it be?' She thought of something and couldn't control her excitement. She tried to activate the Gu Bead.

Kitayama Miyako looked down at the silent crowd below with a mocking smile, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of controlling the lives and deaths of others.

"With the bonds of life binding me, and now that my strength has advanced further, reaching the half-step Core Formation level, you think you can escape my grasp? Dream on!"

At the same time, he felt a pang of regret: 'It's a pity that the Lord has taken a liking to Langgan's bloodline and joy. It will probably be difficult to relive those memories in the future. Perhaps it's better to...'

Thinking this, a lewd look appeared in his eyes, and as he swallowed, he licked his dry lips.

However, the next moment, his face stiffened, and he looked at Langgan's palm with surprise and uncertainty.

In her hand, she held a round bead covered in demonic marks, yet dark and lifeless.

Kitayama Mei's throat tightened: "You're not..."

"Is it that you can't control the Gu Bead anymore?" Langgan interrupted him, mimicking his words.

Without even glancing at him, he flipped his hand and took out several sealing talismans, sticking them onto the Gu bead before finally putting it away.

Seeing this, the imperial concubines were overjoyed: 'The Emperor Emeritus has passed away?'

"Beishan Ming!" Langgan suddenly raised her head, her beautiful face filled with murderous intent. "It's time to settle accounts."

Several handsome men with jade-like faces were startled and approached eagerly, rubbing their hands together. Bei Shanming's face stiffened, and he forced an ugly smile: "Gan, fellow Daoist Langgan, let's talk this out."

Langgan was too lazy to waste words with him. Just thinking about the past few days and nights made her feel disgusted, as if she had swallowed a hundred flies.

"kill him!"

"Don't come over here!"

He crawled backward a few steps using both hands and feet, and then fled into the distance like a madman.

"Run that way!" Jingchen Tongzi pointed into the distance, towards Moon Spring Island: "There are Core Formation cultivators and a protective array on the island, which should be able to stop this Nightmare Dragon."

"I want it too!"

Tang Hao looked frustrated and waved the compass in his hand at him: "But the Heavenly Secret Compass shows that the chance of survival is in this direction."

They originally thought that the fog sea would block their escape from the Nightmare Dragon's pursuit.

But to their surprise, while they traversed the fog sea quickly, the Nightmare Dragon was even faster.

After breaking free from the Demon-Suppressing Formation, the opponent was no longer suppressed. The formation simply shifted from solid to ethereal, and the Mist Sea Formation had no effect on it whatsoever.

If it weren't for the shifting effect of the fog sea, which caused Tang Hao and his group to change direction.

It seems that the magical flying boat will plunge headlong into the abyss-like maw of this behemoth as soon as it emerges.

After glancing at the compass in Tang Hao's hand, Jingchen Tongzi determined the direction.

He couldn't help but frown: "That side is even deeper into the desolate sea. It's not peaceful here. We don't want to end up with pursuers behind us and a dead end in front of us."

Just as Tang Hao was about to speak, a crisp mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The area ahead is under attack; please detour immediately!"

The image on the [Escape Navigation] mirror in my hand changed, and the arrow drew a large arc, bypassing a large area in front of me.

This situation has occurred several times since they left the Fog Sea, so he naturally knew that this was the Nightmare Dragon, which was closely following behind, making its move again.

He immediately took control of the airship, executing a smooth, silky tail-swing turn.

"boom!"

The enormous dragon claw, formed from black energy, crashed down, almost grazing the magical flying boat as it slammed into the sea.

The sea surface suddenly caved in, followed by a huge wave.

The corpses of countless fish, shrimp, and sea creatures were swept away by the waves and drifted in all directions.

"What a disaster!" Jingchen Tongzi glanced back, the monstrous black-purple beast relentlessly pursuing them, stirring up ever-changing winds and clouds as it flew.

Having dodged the attack again, Tang Hao finally had the energy to respond to the Daoist boy's earlier words.

"You don't have confidence in me, but you don't have confidence in the Heavenly Secrets Disc?" He took out a pill and put it in his mouth, then took a breath. "Perhaps there is some giant beast lurking over there that can fight against it, or a great cultivator is in seclusion."

Upon hearing this, the Pure Dust Boy nodded unconsciously.

Since Tang Hao took out the Heavenly Secrets Disc, except when he was in the vortex tunnel, he did not follow the instructions completely.

By following the reminders each time, you can avoid a crisis in time.

As long as Tang Hao doesn't make any mistakes, there's really nothing to worry about.

The young Taoist priest couldn't help but secretly observe him: 'He looks a little tired, but thanks to the ample supply of medicinal pills, his spiritual sense and magical power show no signs of depletion. There shouldn't be any major problems.'

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, Tang Hao is truly wealthy!
On a deserted island more than a thousand miles away.

Bai Jue paced back and forth restlessly, his eyes constantly gazing into the distance in one direction, occasionally glancing back at the secluded cultivation room behind him.

"What exactly is going on? Why have I been so terrified all day?"

She couldn't help but recall the situation a few days ago, when a similar situation had occurred, but it was far less severe than today.

That day it only happened three or five times, and it wasn't too serious.

Today, it is no exaggeration to say that from the initial anxiety, to a point where my heart was constantly in my throat.

"It feels like walking in a desperate situation, where every step is a life-or-death decision, and the slightest misstep will surely lead to death."

Bai Jue, since embarking on the path of cultivation, has experienced numerous life-or-death crises and faced many desperate situations.

But she had never encountered a situation like this before.

"It's like being hunted down by someone at least one realm above you, constantly walking on the edge of life and death. But how is that possible? Who can go so long without making the slightest mistake?"

Most importantly, Bai Jue himself didn't know what other person or thing in this world could so deeply affect his senses.

As she looked back at the seclusion chamber once more, the stone door finally opened with a loud bang.

Yan Yumin walked out with a pale face.

Noticing Bai Jue's gaze, she smiled somewhat reluctantly and said, "For some reason, I find it difficult to calm my mind today. Could it be that now is not the right time for me to break through to the Nascent Soul stage?"

"You too?" Upon hearing this, Bai Jue's beautiful fox-like eyes widened instantly.

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Yumin frowned, studied her expression for a moment, and then said with a thought, "Has the situation from that day occurred again?"

“Not only that,” Bai Jue replied, then summoned a flying boat and pulled her aboard without further ado.

She pushed the speed of the airship to its limit, frantically rushing towards the direction she sensed while simultaneously releasing her mental blockade.

Memories flood back like a tide, recalling the breathtaking experience of dancing on the edge of a knife, navigating between life and death.

Yan Yumin's already pale face turned deathly white in an instant.

For a moment, it felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on my chest, and I couldn't breathe properly.

Because she needs to go into seclusion to adjust her condition, she could take that crucial step at any moment.

Therefore, once they enter the seclusion room, the two will sever all contact with each other.

Before she came out, she had no idea that Bai Jue had been going through such torment.

"No wonder I've been feeling uneasy today." Once the memory was processed, the suffocating feeling receded like a receding tide.

Since her cultivation level had not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage, Yan Yumin's perception was far inferior to Bai Jue's. Even so, it was still enough to disturb her peace of mind, which shows how important the people or things involved were to them.

But the same confusion also arose in her heart.

When she was Bai Jue, her parents and relatives had already passed away, and she had no disciples or followers.

When she was Yan Yumian, she was an orphan, and in order to have no ties, she did not take on any disciples.

Could it be...

A figure, a face, suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Tang Hao?"

Bai Jue paused for a moment, then shook his head in confusion: "But our relationship with him shouldn't have reached that point."

Knowing that what she said was true, Bai Jue did many outrageous things when he was with Tang Hao.

But to be honest, it's not that serious that it could affect two people's minds to this extent, at least not now.

"We'll know once we go and see for ourselves." Yan Yumin took a deep breath.

The speed of a Spirit Treasure-class flying boat is naturally extremely fast.

Not long after, Bai Jue, who had been extending his divine sense to its limit, suddenly changed his expression.

A surge of murderous intent erupted uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)