Seeking Good Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune: Starting from the Blind Prince

With the black-clad man's devout murmur,

Instantly, the wind surged, and the sky changed dramatically.

Seeing this, Zhou Haochen sighed inwardly.

I knew it wouldn't be that simple!

He Lianhai's face also showed a solemn expression.

The next second, a man in a black robe appeared out of thin air, levitating in the void.

The mystery of this person's appearance was like teleportation, suddenly appearing before everyone.

This man was wearing a black robe and a mask with a spiral pattern, with the word "Blood" written on the mask.

"Your Highness, be careful, it's a powerhouse of the Upper Three Realms!"

He Lianhai's expression turned slightly grave.

"Elder He, I'm counting on you!" Zhou Haochen nodded slightly and said.

He Lianhai was a lightning cultivator of the Eleventh Realm. As long as a Twelfth Realm powerhouse didn't appear, He Lianhai was already a top-tier combatant.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, leave everything to me."

"Bing Fire True Lightning!"

He Lianhai made a hand seal, his fingers moving rapidly, like butterflies flitting through flowers, too fast to see clearly, only a blur of afterimages.

Crackling!

A booming sound rang out!

Crimson lightning shot out, tearing through the air.

The masked man in mid-air sneered.

"Five Elements Lightning Technique?"

"I didn't expect there to be remnants of your level in the Five Thunder Sect!"

Facing the Bing Fire True Lightning, the masked man was unhurried and showed no signs of panic.

He gently raised his right hand, and a swastika symbol appeared in his palm.

"Suppress!"

A dark black swastika symbol erupted from the masked man's hand.

The moment it appeared, the dark black swastika symbol gave everyone present a cold, deathly feeling.

It was as if this person was a vengeful spirit from the Nine Nether Hells.

Boom—

The dark black swastika symbol and the crimson lightning collided head-on.

Profound black and dazzling red intertwined crazily in mid-air.

It was as if the entire sky had been dyed black and crimson.

The clash between powerhouses of the Upper Three Realms, even just the aftershock, made everyone around them breathe heavily, as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the battle between the masked man and He Lianhai.

Just then, a small swastika symbol suddenly shot out.

However, this small swastika symbol's target was not He Lianhai, but the unconscious Zhong Yunhu.

Kill to silence!

Crackling!

Lightning flashed.

Zhou Haochen's figure suddenly disappeared before everyone's eyes.

The small, dark black swastika symbol fell, and just as it was about to kill Zhong Yunhu,

The unconscious Zhong Yunhu suddenly disappeared!

This scene made the masked man let out a surprised "Huh."

His eyes swept around, and he quickly locked onto Zhou Haochen not far away.

At this time, Zhou Haochen was carrying the unconscious Zhong Yunhu, with a pair of purple wings on his back, and lightning seemed to flow within the jade bones of the wings.

"Thunder Roc Wings!"

"This spiritual treasure is actually in your hands!"

The masked man seemed quite surprised, and his tone revealed a strong shock.

In a short moment, Zhou Haochen had used the Thunder Roc Wings twice in a row.

The first time, he used the Thunder Roc Wings to fly to Zhong Yunhu's side.

The second time, he took Zhong Yunhu and escaped.

If it weren't for the top-tier flying spiritual treasure, the Thunder Roc Wings, Zhou Haochen would not have been able to save Zhong Yunhu from the small black swastika symbol.

"In front of this old man, you still want to kill someone!"

"Are you really treating this old man as blind?"

An angry shout erupted from He Lianhai's mouth.

Snakes of lightning roamed around He Lianhai's body, and his aura was astonishing.

He Lianhai felt very upset that the masked man had just outmaneuvered him.

Seeing that He Lianhai was getting serious, the masked man laughed and, with a flash, took the black-clad man and left, tearing through the air.

He Lianhai watched the masked man leave, thought for a moment, and didn't chase after him.

The safety of His Highness was more important.

What if there were still mysterious enemies if he left?

In any case, Zhong Yunhu had fallen into His Highness's hands.

Zhou Haochen watched the masked man leave with the black-clad man, and instead of shouting to fight, he let out a long sigh.

A cultivator of the Upper Three Realms!

And a powerhouse among the Upper Three Realms!

In the divination, he only got a 'slight ripple' rating!

Zhou Haochen didn't know how to complain.

But fortunately, the masked man didn't fight him to the death, so it could barely be considered a slight ripple.

"Elder He, how much do you know about this mysterious person?" Zhou Haochen asked.

He Lianhai was silent for a moment before explaining slowly.

"Judging from the techniques he used, he seems like a master of Buddhism."

"However, during the fight, he gave me the feeling that he was holding back everywhere and didn't use his full strength."

Didn't use his full strength!

Zhou Haochen raised an eyebrow, thinking even more highly of the masked man's strength.

"Could he be a powerhouse of the Twelfth Realm?" Zhou Haochen couldn't help but ask.

He Lianhai shook his head.

"It shouldn't be!"

"If he were really a powerhouse of the Twelfth Realm, if he wanted Zhong Yunhu, I wouldn't be able to stop him at all!"

"This person is also a top-tier existence in the Eleventh Realm, but..."

He Lianhai recalled the Eleventh Realm powerhouses of Buddhism, and none of them matched the masked man.

Even if he widened the scope to the Tenth and Twelfth Realms, there didn't seem to be any Buddhist cultivator who was proficient in this black swastika mantra.

"Interrogate Zhong Yunhu first!"

"The mysterious person wants to kill to silence him, so Zhong Yunhu must know a lot."

......

After some simple treatment, Zhong Yunhu's life was saved, and then he was locked in the Heavenly Prison with a deathly pale face.

As for the other side.

Town Evil Division, Yu Residence.

He Dingjin, the president of the East Lin Chamber of Commerce, came to visit.

"Master, President He has come to visit!" The butler reported to Yu Shenxing.

"Quickly, please come in!"

Yu Shenxing instructed, and he and He Dingjin, who was from the same hometown, had a very good relationship.

He Dingjin did business, and he gave him protection, and they cooperated happily.

Over the years, he had accumulated quite a bit of wealth.

"Old Yu, long time no see!"

"Old He, what wind has brought you here?"

Yu Shenxing asked the butler to bring out the best tea in the residence to entertain He Dingjin.

He Dingjin took a sip of the fragrant tea, exchanged pleasantries with Yu Shenxing, but secretly observed Yu Shenxing.

He saw that Yu Shenxing's face was ruddy, not like someone who was seriously injured.

Although he was suspicious, remembering that person's request, He Dingjin suppressed the doubts in his heart.

"Old Yu, I'm here today to be a mediator for someone."

"Who?" A trace of suspicion appeared in Yu Shenxing's eyes.

"Those few from Black Street!"

"This is the antidote that Lord Golden Toad gave me, saying that it can cure the Soul-Devouring Bone-Corroding Poison in your body..."

He Dingjin took out a small bottle of high-quality porcelain, placed it next to Yu Shenxing.

Seeing this antidote, Yu Shenxing looked like he was seeing a hot potato, and the expression on his face was a mix of surprise, shock, anger, and agitation, extremely wonderful.

With a bang!

Yu Shenxing directly smashed the jade bottle and shouted sharply.

"How can I, a dignified court official, eat food given in contempt?"

Yu Shenxing's reaction stunned He Dingjin.

"Old Yu, you..."

"This is the antidote, why do you have to be like this? Although you have the cultivation of the Upper Three Realms, but you are seriously poisoned, it is not a good thing after all."

"I will talk to Lord Golden Toad again and give you another antidote..."

Hearing He Dingjin's words, Yu Shenxing was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he exploded at once.

"Old He, don't mention the antidote again."

"I will never bow to Black Street."

"Cough cough—cough cough—"

Yu Shenxing coughed violently halfway through his words, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

He Dingjin was surprised to find that Yu Shenxing's face, which was still ruddy just now, suddenly turned pale, and there was also a strong deathly gray, looking like he was about to die.

"Old Yu, you..."

"Old He, I'm not feeling well today, so I won't entertain you."

"Someone, see him out! See him out!"

After He Dingjin was invited out, Yu Shenxing, who had just looked like his face was ashen, instantly recovered his complexion, ruddy and radiant, and there was no sign of injury at all.

Yu Shenxing slowly took a sip of the fragrant tea and said lightly: "I finally threw the hot potato out, how can I pick it back up?"

"Old He is confused!"