nucmednet Chapter 397 Surprise or not? Unexpected or not
Chapter 397 Surprise or not? Unexpected or not
The second door, the third door...
Ding Yi opened the doors of the adjacent rooms one after another, and just as he expected, the guys who were inhaling the Ascension Ointment in the ointment shop were all limp on the ground, completely unaware that the doors were being opened.
Of course, not everyone who uses the "Flying Ointment" is so reckless with their own safety.
Most of the cultivators who enter these brothels are independent cultivators. These guys who walk the line between life and death every day are here to get money and then enter the brothels to enjoy a moment of pleasure.
It has to be said that Ding Yi initially felt that the Upper Realm was rotten to the core, but when he thought about the situation in the Lower Realm, he suddenly felt that it was somewhat justified.
This world has gone mad, both the lower and upper realms.
A cold glint flashed in Ding Yi's eyes. After a slight pause, he chose to continue walking toward the next door.
At this moment, he had completely concealed his aura, appearing just like an ordinary person. The aura-concealing technique he had cultivated in the lower realm was surprisingly effective at this time.
But just as Ding Yi was about to approach the next door, he suddenly stopped.
In his perception, something terrifying seemed to be waiting for him behind that door.
A demonic figure seemed to be standing silently behind the door, its jaws wide open, waiting for the user to push the door open so it could bite down on them!
Ding Yi stood at the door in silence for a moment, then took out the Flowing Sand Map from his pocket and slowly opened it.
Three red crosses have appeared on the quicksand map!
One large and two small ones quietly appeared on the map, just a wall away from where I was!
What does it feel like?
Ding Yi didn't understand, but a feeling of excitement suddenly welled up inside him.
Gotcha, you bastard!!
Needless to say, those three red crosses must be the person I'm looking for!
Regardless of whether it's a red cross or not, if it's a red cross, then it's a death sentence!!
Instead of opening the door, Ding Yi pulled out a huge black sphere from the tattoo on his chest.
This sphere, with its ferocious barbs on the surface, was being held in Ding Yi's palm and was vibrating as if it were breathing.
A mutated black rose.
Ding Yi looked at the thing in front of him, which had been enhanced using five hundred years of his lifespan, and a ferocious smile immediately appeared on his face.
Then, he gently pressed the black ball of flesh against the door in front of him, and the black sphere hung quietly on the door panel.
Finally, Ding Yi touched the black sphere a few times, glanced at the wooden door in front of him, and then slowly retreated out of the corridor.
At this moment, behind the door.
Zhu Wanyin was leaning back in his chair, looking at the wooden door in front of him, a playful glint in his eyes.
The mice have come knocking on our door! How interesting!
The reason Zhu Wanyin stayed here was to lure the rats to his door so he could then turn the confident rats around and kill them.
This process of filling the enemy with hope and then turning them into despair is, for Zhu Wanyin, a kind of stimulant.
This will allow him to have a more fulfilling experience when consuming the Ascension Paste, thus achieving more efficient cultivation.
The two guards behind Zhu Wanyin were now standing in front of him.
Their auras were already at their peak, as if they were waiting for the wooden door in front of them to be pushed open.
Although their cultivation levels were lower than Zhu Wanyin's, they were battle-hardened and thus were chosen to serve as Zhu Wanyin's attendants.
The two men stood guard on either side of the wooden door, ready to cut off the escape route of whoever opened the door.
But the next moment, they suddenly raised their eyebrows, and their eyes met, each seeing the surprise in the other's eyes.
The array they set up at the entrance was clearly activated, but it seems that person has left again.
The two were puzzled, and then they both looked at Zhu Wanyin behind them.
Zhu Wanyin sneered, shifted to a more comfortable position in his chair, and then waved his hand, signaling the two to calm down.
It's just a rat, what big waves can it stir up?
But the next moment, a terrifying wave mixed with azure energy instantly smashed through the wooden door and rushed towards the three dumbfounded people inside.
Boom! ! !
A huge explosion rang out in the Huang Ying Ointment Hall, followed by towering flames mixed with violent black smoke that rapidly spread in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Huangying Ointment Shop was reduced to ruins in the sea of fire, and the raging flames continued to surge outwards.
Such an exaggerated scene left the surrounding pedestrians stunned, some even forgetting to run away, their faces still showing disbelief.
"Am I seeing things? Is this the Huangying Ointment Shop in the White Bone Tower?"
"Ha, this is going to be a good show. I haven't seen anything like this in hundreds of years."
"I wonder which demon palace White Bone Tower has offended this time. Things are getting harder and harder for them."
The wandering monks on the street looked on with schadenfreude, showing no intention of helping whatsoever.
These rogue cultivators, who have always lived with their lives on the line, didn't think of saving anyone when they saw this situation; their first thought was to steal it.
They are waiting, waiting for the right time to enter and completely squeeze out the last bit of value from the Huangying Ointment Museum in the ruins.
Many people had already begun to quietly retreat to the back of the crowd, pulling down their black hoods and trying to minimize their presence.
"Boom!"
Just then, another huge explosion rang out, accompanied by a tremendous roar:
"A bunch of evil fiends! I am a great cultivator from the Lesser Yuan Palace! Today, it is time for you to die!!!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the onlookers changed once again.
Xiaoyuan Palace? The Xiaoyuan Palace of the Immortal Alliance?
Is this guy crazy, causing trouble in Chaos City?
real or fake?
Amidst the ruins, Zhu Wanyin stood within a light barrier, his face grim. Upon hearing the loud roar, he clenched his fists tightly.
"How dare he?! How dare he?!"
Zhu Wanyin never expected this little mouse to be so crazy; his target wasn't him, but the entire Huangying Ointment Shop!
The key question is, what methods did he use to do it?
There was no fluctuation of true energy, and bringing immortal artifacts into the entire ointment hall was strictly prohibited.
Zhu Wanyin was completely baffled, but that didn't stop him from understanding that the situation had put him in a passive position.
"damn it!"
Zhu Wanyin scanned his surroundings with his eyes, a faint blue light flickering in his pupils, trying to find the guy who had just shouted.
It's obvious without even thinking that the person who shouted just now was the little mouse I was looking for!
"People of the Immortal Alliance, do you really not take our Demon Palace seriously at all?"
A sinister voice suddenly came from the heavens, causing everyone present to change their expressions.
"Xiao Ran of the White Bone Tower!!"
"The last time I saw him make a move was thirty years ago! He was already a Great Perfection cultivator back then!"
"If they really are from the Immortal Alliance, then they've really messed things up this time!"
"Since Xiao Ran has arrived, the city lord will surely appear as well. He is a powerful figure at the True Person Realm. We should retreat first!"
The people in the crowd were all seasoned veterans; sensing that things weren't going well, they had already begun to disperse, fearing that the matter would affect them.