After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Zhou Ran pressed down on Su Qingling's crown with one hand.

The primordial energy and blood surged forth like a floodgate bursting open!

The repulsive force from the Tide Saint Body struggled for only three seconds before being crushed to pieces.

The problem is not with the Eucharist.

It was his Qilin bone that, when it came into contact with Feng Bancheng's bone fragment, was tainted with a wisp of deathly energy from the Taihuang Tomb.

This wisp of death energy is incompatible with the pure spiritual light of the Tide Saint Body, like fire and water.

This is extremely disadvantageous to Li Zhiyao inside the Gathering Yin Banner.

Miao Yingying.

His voice pierced through the iron gate.

A silver bell rang outside the secret room, and Miao Yingying rushed in.

"Take the Yin-gathering Banner out and move it to a guest room on the first floor, as far away from here as possible."

Miao Yingying picked up the Yin-gathering Banner, its cloth icy cold.

Beneath the fabric, Li Zhiyao's soul light flickered uncertainly, like a candle burning in the wind.

"Brother Zhou, her soul light has weakened even more..."

"I know."

Zhou Ran's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Go quickly."

With the Gathering Yin Banner removed, the interference of the desolate death energy disappeared.

Zhou Ran's eyes were now devoid of emotion, and he increased the output of his qi and blood.

Inside the secret room, the screams of the Su sisters rang out again, this time even more agonizing than before.

The primordial chaos transformed into the most savage battering ram, crushing down along the spines of the two men, segment by segment.

The seals that were locked by the pure Yang energy of the Taoist sect cracked inch by inch in the face of this unreasonable power.

Forty minutes later.

A faint cracking sound did not come from the outside world, but from the depths of their souls.

"Click."

The second seal on the Tide Saint Body has been broken.

The primordial power, suppressed for nearly twenty years, erupted like a volcano, and the array patterns on the twelve black iron pillars lit up, frantically devouring the surrounding spiritual energy!

Su Qingwu was soaked to the bone and collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to even open her eyes.

Su Qingling rolled her eyes and fainted.

At this moment, both of their cultivation levels leaped to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

Moreover, his cultivation level is more solid than before.

Zhou Ran stopped and wiped the sweat from his palms.

"one day."

He only uttered two words.

"Take a day off, we'll continue tomorrow."

He turned and went upstairs, pushing open the door to the study.

All three screens were glowing with a faint light, and on the middle screen was Chen Ya's face.

She changed into a sharply tailored black suit dress, her long hair styled in a high ponytail, and the sparkle of the diamonds on her earlobes was colder than her eyes.

This is what she wore when she went to the battlefield.

"explain."

Zhou Ran sat down in the large leather chair.

Chen Ya's report was completely concise and to the point.

"The Tianjin Wharf has been taken over by the Xiao family."

All seventeen shipping companies under Paijiao's name have had their port berthing permits revoked.

Now, they can't even get a single sampan into Tianjin Port.

"Han Hongmei's connections were very useful; the Maritime Safety Administration's approval process was three days faster than I expected."

She tapped her finger to switch to the second file.

"The list Xiaorou gave us was very useful."

Qin San led his men to raid three secret rendezvous points of the Pai Sect along the Yangtze River, seizing all their food, medicine, and magical artifacts and supplies.

"The religious community has been severed from its secular connections of money and blood."

Zhou Ran remained silent; he knew this was just the appetizer.

Chen Ya certainly didn't disappoint him.

The third page pops up, displaying a dazzling array of fund flow charts that fill the entire screen.

"I found four billion US dollars in illicit funds in the overseas accounts of the Song family after their deaths."

The money was laundered seven times before finally ending up with a company in the Cayman Islands.

She zoomed in on the terminal information; a line of small print stood out prominently.

"The beneficiary of this company is the logistics and supply contractor for the Black Dragon Society's 'Susa' submarine."

Zhou Ran tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

The Song family's corpses were all cold, and the blood they shed was still feeding the Black Dragon Society's mad dog.

"I am prepared to apply for an international freeze order."

Chen Ya said.

"Don't get cold."

Zhou Ran interrupted her.

Chen Ya stopped what she was doing and looked at the man on the screen.

"Tampering with the flow of funds."

Zhou Ran spoke very slowly, each word like a cold rivet.

"On the day we left the island, this money was 'unexpectedly' deposited into our own offshore account without missing a single penny."

Chen Ya was stunned for half a second.

Then she laughed, a laugh tinged with bloodthirsty shrewdness.

"You'll only realize your granary is empty when you let the Susanoo sink."

"It's not just about food."

Zhou Ran leaned back in his chair, his whole body sinking into the shadows.

"Fuel, ammunition, life support system parts, everything that can make that iron coffin move goes through this line."

"Sever it, and Susanoo will become a real coffin."

"clear.

I need forty-eight hours.

"I'll give you thirty-six."

Chen Ya didn't try to negotiate and simply cut off the communication.

The study returned to silence.

He pulled out a huge map of the Yangtze River from the drawer and spread it out completely on the desk.

The red markers represent the known underwater strongholds of the Pai Sect, and the distribution of the array's cores obtained through soul-searching.

The blue markers represent the approximate area of ​​the "water eye" that Miao Yingying's silver bell sensed.

The golden mark is a hidden chess piece passed down by the Celestial Master Xuyun.

Zhang Xuansu, along with three direct disciples of Longhu Mountain, disguised themselves as fishermen and guarded the river for seven days and seven nights.

All the colors eventually converge in a certain section of the river, densely packed, like a tightly tightened fishing net.

Zhou Ran picked up a pen and drew a cold circle at the location of the water eye.

He called Miao Yingying upstairs.

"Can the dragon-seeking and water-guiding techniques your grandfather taught you locate the core point of the water's eye at the bottom of the river?"

"able."

Miao Yingying was a little nervous.

"But... we have to go into the water."

"The silver bell's sensing power is ten times stronger in water than on land; it can lock onto a target in as little as fifteen minutes."

That's enough.

Just as he was about to get up, an extremely faint fluctuation came from the direction of the first-floor guest room.

That's not the Gathering Yin Banner, it's Li Zhiyao's soul.

That fluctuation carried an ancient frequency he had never felt before.

Zhou Ran stopped in his tracks.

His divine sense instantly expanded, probing into the guest room on the first floor.

Within the banner, Li Zhiyao's almost invisible soul light tinged with a very faint, ghostly blue.

At the same moment, the silver bell in Miao Yingying's hand rang softly out of control.

"Brother Zhou!"

Miao Yingying held the silver bell in her arms, her expression focused.

"Sister Li..."

Her spirit is speaking!

"What did you say?"

Miao Yingying swallowed hard, her voice trembling.

She said—

"At the bottom of that river..."

Something is calling me…

"It said it had been waiting for me..."

Two thousand years.