Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1604 - 369: Entering the Ruins, Crisis Descends (Part 2)

Right now, Little Ming King turned to Mr. Guan and asked, "Mr. Guan, what's your view on the Ruins?"

Mr. Guan responded, "Ming King, with the court's three armies and the Six Great Sects launching a joint assault on Bright Peak, our odds in this fight lean toward defeat rather than victory. Yet, we can't afford to hold back. Right now, the Qiankun Great Method holds immense significance. As you know, it's vital for our Zoroastrian Sect's hidden escape routes. These paths are essential for our survival, so we absolutely must secure the Qiankun Great Method this time."

Upon hearing that, Little Ming King gazed at Mr. Guan and remarked, "You're spot on, Sir. The Qiankun Great Method truly matters greatly to us."

"That said, the Qiankun Great Method ties directly to our Zoroastrian Sect's legacy. I simply need to know: if Uncle Du obtains the Qiankun Great Method, will I still hold the Sect Hierarch position?"

Hmm!

The moment Little Ming King voiced this, shock rippled through everyone there. After all, nobody had anticipated such audacity from him, openly dragging the issue into the open.

Though Du Zundao and his allies harbored plans to oust Ming King, voicing them outright would label it as outright rebellion.

That's the nature of it—certain deeds can be performed in shadows but never uttered aloud.

With Little Ming King laying it bare, quelling the fallout wouldn't prove straightforward.

Du Zundao's visage turned grim at that instant, Mr. Guan wore a strange look, while the rest harbored private thoughts, their faces displaying a range of emotions.

Chen Long shot a glance at Du Zundao then, signaling if it was time to reveal their hand.

Du Zundao wrestled with indecision himself. Just as no one knew what to say next.

All of a sudden, the earth trembled violently, and right away, boundless clouds burst from the Ruins, blanketing the entire area.

At the sight, a voice yelled out, "The Ruins have opened!"

The Ruins have opened!

Startled, the group whipped their heads toward the noise, spotting the Ruins belching and inhaling vast energies that swiftly enveloped everything nearby. Faced with this fearsome spectacle, they all scattered hastily from the zone closest to the Ruins.

Now, the ten-meter radius around the Ruins turned into a no-go zone, with everyone instinctively pulling back.

Mists billowed wildly, and suddenly, numerous black tunnels of varying widths materialized on the ground inside that ten-meter circle, seemingly portals to unknown depths.

Chen Jie's eyes bulged at the view. "This?"

"Stay sharp," Liu Caidie urged. "This is our chance—the gateway to the Ruins. If we sneak in while they're distracted, slipping through this Ruins tunnel, even Immortals couldn't track us down."

With that in mind, Chen Jie peered at the ten-meter zone near the Ruins, noting several black tunnels of assorted sizes already dotting the earth.

Yet, these tunnels remained mostly narrow for the moment. Han Ling’er signaled downward with her palm, indicating to hold off since moving too soon would be rash.

Just a bit more restraint—let the passages widen further, then dive into the Ruins at the perfect juncture.

Heeding Han Ling’er’s cue, the team held position, biding time for the ideal entry moment.

Du Zundao, meanwhile, lost interest in bickering with Little Ming King. Once he claimed the Qiankun Great Method, he'd dominate the Zoroastrian Sect entirely, forcing Little Ming King and Mr. Guan to follow his lead.

For the present, he just had to ensure nobody interfered with his scheme for the Heart of Returning Ruins.

Target locked in, Du Zundao declared, "The Ruins opens soon; we'll settle other issues post-Ruins."

With those words, he gestured and called, "Du Xiong."

Catching his father's summons, Du Xiong strode up promptly, fists clasped as he said, "Father."

"Take the vanguard and go in first," Du Zundao instructed.

"Yes."

No sooner had he spoken than Du Xiong signaled, and twenty-five elite fighters surged forward from his rear.

The crowd eyed these twenty-five: among them, five burly giants topping one-ninety meters, bulging with ripped muscles, each gripping massive timber—clearly the cross-training specialists from the Giant Wood Flag.

Han Ling’er's face shifted as these five showed up, for they dwarfed in bulk the ten Giant Wood Flag men she'd assembled, their Cross Training evidently at a high level, the foremost one's power rivaling Holding Core Realm.

The display left all onlookers stunned, grasping the caliber of these warriors.

Han Ling’er then eyed the Giant Wood Flag head under Little Ming King—a towering one-ninety-meter figure with iron-hard muscles—and queried, "Who are they?"

The Giant Wood Flag leader answered gravely, "Giant Wood Five Bears."

"Giant Wood Five Bears—are they that strong?"

She pressed. The leader, frowning slightly, replied, "I faced them in a bout once, and they beat me."

Hearing that, Han Ling’er stared wide-eyed at the five tower-like brutes ahead—the Giant Wood Five Bears, top dogs of the Giant Wood Flag, famed as an unbreakable bulwark.

Gazing upon them, Han Ling’er inwardly praised; Du Zundao truly went all-out this round.

As she pondered, five additional figures stepped out behind those iron towers, kitted fully with bows and quivers—obviously Sharp Gold Flag sharpshooters, expert ranged attackers.

All five stood over one-eighty meters, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, arms corded with powerful sinews that screamed raw strength; even more striking, their eagle-sharp gazes pierced with uncanny acuity.