All of this happened too fast. Zuan and his group wanted to stop it, but it was too late. The other party had already disappeared without a trace.
"Oh no! Zhao Hao has obtained the 'Baopu Zhenjing'. He will no longer have to worry about the five signs of decay in the celestial realm. At that time, our ancestor will be in danger." Chu Chuyan and Pei Mianman looked worried. The joy they had felt at receiving the inheritance vanished.
As wives of Zaun, they were well aware of the feud between Zaun and Zhao Hao, which was bound to be a life-or-death situation.
Originally, they could have hoped that Zhao Hao would die of old age one day, but now that he has obtained the "Baopu Zhenjing", he can obviously prolong his life, and may even become an immortal.
Zhao Hao was already invincible; if he were to advance further, how could they possibly contend with him?
Qiu Honglei was also worried. No wonder she couldn't find any immortal destiny no matter how she searched. It turned out that the so-called remains were the "Baopu Zhenjing" and the Immortal Lord Baopu left a wisp of his remnant will on it.
Previously, even a wisp of Zhao Hao's soul was destroyed by Azu, so he must hate him to the bone.
That immortal lord is really something. Why didn't he just kill Zhao Hao directly? And he was so hasty in passing on the scriptures. Now Zhao Hao has snatched them away.
Zu An, however, remained calm, looking at Jing Teng with a half-smile.
Jing Teng blushed slightly, hesitated, and opened his mouth: "Actually..."
Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly sensed something and immediately shut his mouth.
Just then, several figures flew in.
The man exclaimed in surprise, "I just sensed the aura of an immortal here, why did it suddenly disappear?"
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a Taoist priest with disheveled hair floating in mid-air. He was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe with Bagua patterns on it, and he had a somewhat otherworldly and otherworldly air about him.
This person exuded a faint but subtle aura of power, yet those present, all possessing keen senses, immediately realized that his cultivation was in no way inferior to Zhao Hao's.
"Brother Zu!" A voice, both surprised and delighted, rang out.
Behind the Taoist priest, an elegant and serene young woman gazed at Zu'an with delight, her eyes as beautiful and enchanting as those of the water towns of Jiangnan.
Beside her stood a woman in a black robe embroidered with gold, her long, beautiful hair flowing naturally down her back, occasionally swaying gently against her hips. However, she stood with her hands behind her back, exuding an inexplicable sense of majesty.
"Thank you, Miss Xie!"
"Yun...Master!"
Zuan was equally surprised and delighted. He had been worried about them, but he never expected to meet them here again.
Xie Daoyun was initially overjoyed, her eyes only on Zu An. But the next second she saw a group of beautiful women standing beside him, each one more beautiful than the last, some she recognized and some she didn't.
No wonder she stopped calling me "my little sister," it turns out she has a close female friend.
Anger from Xie Daoyun: +55 +55 +55...
A dangerous glint flashed in Yun Jianyue's eyes. This kid used to call her "Yue'er" and "Sister" so sweetly, but now he's acting like he's the leader of the Yun Cult, just because other women are around?
Although she knew that the other person was calling her affectionately, and that it was she who was anxious, she still couldn't help but feel angry.
Anger from the moon in the clouds +250 +250 +250...
Why did you suddenly get angry?
As Zu An was wondering, he suddenly felt the women exchanging glances, as if firelight was flashing in the air, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
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