One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

It lasted less than two and a half minutes.

The green lightning in Chen Duo's hand dissipated.

She stood up and dusted off her hands: "Alright, Brother Chu Lan, try standing up."

Zhang Chulan's face was filled with disbelief.

He tentatively pressed his calf, which had been hurting terribly just moments before, and found that he felt no pain at all!

He suddenly leaped up from the ground, bounced twice on the spot, and then kicked out with a high kick.

"I go!"

Zhang Chulan was so excited that he blurted out a curse, his eyes wide like saucers:

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing! It doesn't hurt at all anymore, and I even feel more energetic than before!"

He grabbed Chen Duo's arm, so excited he was incoherent:

"Junior Uncle, you actually learned this trick of yours! It's a million times more effective than Yunnan Baiyao!"

"It was totally worth it for me to latch onto your coattails!"

Looking at the lively Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu, standing to the side, was also filled with a storm of emotions.

As a direct descendant of the Celestial Master's Mansion, he naturally knew about the destruction of the Thunder Master.

To transform raging thunder into life that nourishes all things, what level of abnormal control over thunder energy would be required?

Second Uncle's methods are truly unfathomable!

Wang Ye was even more astonished, stroking his chin and muttering:

"This girl's constitution combined with her skill makes her practically a walking super blood bank. Now we have another huge layer of protection on this island."

Just as Zhang Chulan was overjoyed and was about to shower Chen Duo with more compliments,

"Boom!!!"

Without any warning.

The ground of the entire Paradise Island suddenly trembled violently!

The tremor was extremely violent.

The towering trees around them, dozens of meters tall, were shaken violently, and their leaves fell like rain.

In the distance, the muffled sound of rocks collapsing could even be heard.

"Holy crap!"

Zhang Chulan lost his footing and sat back down on the ground.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing reacted extremely quickly, instantly planting their feet in a horse stance to stabilize themselves.

Zhang Lingyu grabbed Chen Duo beside him, and the Golden Light Mantra emanated from his body, protecting the two of them.

This violent shaking lasted for a good ten seconds.

Then, just as abruptly as it arrived, it returned to calm.

The woods were deathly silent; even the birdsong had vanished.

"What...what's going on?"

Zhang Chulan got up from the ground, patted the dirt off his backside, and looked surprised and uncertain:

"An earthquake? Is this wretched island some kind of active volcano?"

Zhuge Qing closed his folding fan, his brows furrowed, and glanced at the soil beneath his feet:

"It wasn't like a normal earthquake. The tremor just now was accompanied by an extremely large fluctuation of Qi."

Chen Duo, who had always been well-behaved and quiet, now had her pretty brows slightly furrowed.

She turned her head and looked at the vast sea beyond the island.

"Brother Chu Lan..."

Chen Duo's voice carried a rare hint of unease.

She covered her chest with her hand, a hint of confusion in her large eyes:

"I feel... a bit down. It's like something really bad has happened."

"Something seems off with Master."

Hearing Chen Duo say this, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Duo is now born with a flawless body and has also cultivated Zhang Tianyi's thunder magic. Her sense of energy and danger is definitely more acute than anyone else present!

Wang Ye's expression instantly turned serious.

Without hesitation, he took a step.

"The Mysterious Manifestation!"

A massive, dark blue Bagua diagram instantly unfolded, covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters around it.

Wang Ye closed his eyes, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he tried to deduce the source of the strange movement he had just witnessed through the Qimen Dunjia divination method.

Zhang Chulan and the others held their breath, not daring to disturb him.

However, less than half a minute had passed.

"Well!"

Wang Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his face turned pale, and the Qimen formation beneath his feet immediately dissipated.

He took a half step back and rubbed his throbbing temples.

"How's it going, Lao Wang? What did you figure out?" Zhang Chulan quickly stepped forward to support him.

Wang Ye shook his head and gave a wry smile:

"I can't figure it out. The karmic consequences surrounding the Second Master are too heavy."

Hearing that even Wang Ye's Feng Hou Qi Men technique had failed, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat heavy.

Zhang Lingyu clenched his fist: "Even Second Martial Uncle is in trouble... Should we go and take a look?"

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Chulan interrupted Zhang Lingyu's suggestion without hesitation.

He brushed the dust off his clothes, his eyes turning unusually cold and rational:

"Junior Uncle, even the Master finds this troublesome. Aren't we just sending ourselves to be slaughtered if we go there?!"

"The advisor gave us very clear instructions before he left, telling us to play the game well."

Zhang Chulan looked at everyone and said with a serious expression:

"Our top priority now is to win the match and obtain the [Longevity Elixir]!"

Zhuge Qing nodded in agreement: "Chu Lan is right. The Heavenly Lord's strength is unfathomable. No one in this world has been born yet who can keep him alive. There's no point in us thinking about it too much."

"That's right! Getting down to business is the most important thing!"

Zhang Chulan grinned, forcefully pulling the atmosphere back to a relaxed state:

"Old Wang, didn't you just say you figured out where our prey is?"

Wang Ye took a breath and resumed his lazy demeanor.

He pointed to the east of the rainforest.

"I've figured it out."

A mischievous smile curled at the corner of Wang Ye's lips:

"The Thai team isn't too far from here."

"The Thai team?"

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up instantly. He drew the watermelon knife from his waist and twirled it in his hand.

"Hehe, that dark-skinned guy named Chachai is acting like a little white rabbit. I'm going to go see what he's really made of today!"

"Let's go! Brothers, speed up, the hunt is about to begin!"

Zhang Chulan's limp was completely gone, and now he was walking at the front, looking just like a bandit leader about to cause trouble.

Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Zhang Lingyu exchanged a smile and followed.

Chen Duo glanced back at the sea, gently bit her lip, and then quickly caught up with the group.

"Master is so powerful, he'll definitely be fine."

The little girl silently cheered herself up.

Chapter 348 A cold autumn rainy night, the silent slaughter of the Dragon and Tiger Ghosts!

The cold autumn rain pounded on the glass of the old pocket watch, the hands pointing to two in the morning.

"Big-eared thief, is Eighth Prince's life talisman still lit?"

Zhang Tianyi leaned against a damp, cold rock, casually tearing off half a tattered strip of cloth hanging from a tree branch, and slowly wiping the bloodstains off the two thick-backed machetes in his hands.

Rainwater streamed down the edge of his tattered straw hat, splashing into the mud.

Zhang Huaiyi, who was squatting under the tree roots nearby, heard the call and quickly pulled back the tattered sack covering his head.

He was covered in mud from head to toe, and his face was stained with several streaks of dried black blood.

"It's lit up, Second Brother."

While sniffling the clear snot that had come out of his nose, Zhang Huaiyi carefully pulled out a warm yellow paper talisman from the lining of his clothes against his chest.

Although the edges of the talisman were damp and somewhat soft from the rain, the strange thunder pattern drawn in cinnabar at the very center was now rhythmically flashing a faint red light in the wind of the rainy night.

"The fact that the light is on means that the kid is still alive."

Zhang Tianyi shoved the cleaned twin swords into the leather sheath at his waist and exhaled a breath of stale air mixed with white mist.

He turned his head and glanced at Zhang Huaiyi's cloth shoes covered in yellow mud, and couldn't help but kick him with his toe.