Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2110: 565: Juejian Pays a Visit, Encountering an Old Friend on the Road! (3)
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Yet, in his estimation, these inexplicable mysteries and unknowns stemmed solely from a deficiency in power, which precluded any concrete interaction.
The preceding shadow, for instance, bore a striking resemblance to a phantom or a vengeful spirit.
Should the townsfolk have chanced upon such an entity, their capacity to manage it would be severely limited, compelling them to perceive it merely as an unfathomable and dreadful enigma.
He then secured the jade-green crystal and pressed onward, deeper into the mountain's embrace.
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Following an expedition of over half a month, Lu Changsheng finally reached the remote mountain location that Yuan Yihua and his confederates had indicated.
However, even with A Wu's heightened senses, no trace of the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng or Qian Zhuyan could be discerned.
"The inability to wield Divine Sense is indeed rather vexing."
Having grown accustomed to surveying his surroundings with Divine Sense and maintaining an awareness of everything, Lu Changsheng found this statelessness deeply unsettling.
Fortunately, the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror remained with him, offering a passable substitute for Divine Sense. Without it, any endeavor to locate someone within these vast mountains would have been utterly futile.Surveying a world plunged into impenetrable darkness, as if consumed by an abyss, Lu Changsheng emitted a sigh. He then produced a Divination Coin, closed his eyes, cast it, and arbitrarily selected a direction to resume his search.
After all, the omens suggested an auspicious outcome for this undertaking, predicting an encounter with an old acquaintance if he remained steadfast.
As he advanced, an increasing abundance of spiritual flora, radiating a kaleidoscopic sheen, became visible, interspersed with what appeared to be spirit fields.
However, the current inconvenience of utilizing his Storage Ring rendered the acquisition of these Spiritual Medicines and Crystal Mines impractical, as their low-grade nature made them cumbersome to transport. Thus, he had no recourse but to forgo them.
Time ebbed away, and Lu Changsheng, accompanied by his three obedient puppets, diligently maintained his search through the dimly lit mountain range.
Although perils occasionally reared their heads, his formidable strength, coupled with the might of his three Third Rank Top Level Puppets, proved entirely sufficient to surmount them.
"Hmm!?"
On a particular day, Lu Changsheng suddenly detected faint indications of a conflict emanating from a distant location.
At this precise juncture, the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror within his embrace vibrated gently, conveying to Lu Changsheng that Qian Zhuyan's aura seemed to be present in the vicinity.
"Little Yan!"
Upon receiving this notification, Lu Changsheng immediately oriented himself towards the source of the commotion. Then, flanked by his three puppets, he hurtled towards the unfolding battle, his speed so immense that it pulverized trees and shattered boulders in his path.
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In the distance, a dense, verdant forest.
A colossal puppet, its entire form gleaming with a dark, chilling metallic luster, was locked in combat with a woman adorned in a resplendent, multi-hued palace gown.
In the immediate vicinity, several imposing figures clad in armor, brandishing their weaponry, observed the fray with apprehension, daring not to intervene, astonished that even their city lord seemed outmatched by such a formidable construct.
Witnessing a sharp Flying Sword abruptly launched from the woman's sleeve, Qian Zhuyan's eyes ignited with Soul Fire. His voice, raspy and cold, articulated, "Core Formation magical power, you are a Cultivator!?"
"Hmm!?"
The lady garbed in the palace attire evinced surprise upon encountering Qian Zhuyan, pondering the presence of such a puppet deep within these mountains.
Her initial presumption was that it harbored some mutated creature or an aberrant entity, puppeteering its movements.
Nevertheless, she found herself unable to contend effectively against this puppet, necessitating the expenditure of her precious mana.
To her astonishment, the puppet articulated, recognizing her deployment of mana.
"Are you a Cultivator who was drawn into the Land of Eternal Night?"
The woman in the palace dress tightened her grip on her Magical Sword, receding a few paces. Her visage was a tableau of surprise and cautious vigilance as she posed her question.
A puppet possessing sentience akin to a Cultivator was indeed a startling revelation."Land of Eternal Night?"
Ever since becoming lost in the remote mountains, Qian Zhuyan had not encountered any humans, only the wild fauna and peculiar mutated entities. Consequently, he remained entirely oblivious to this particular realm.
Qian Zhuyan directed his inquiry towards the woman garbed in the palace dress.
Having spoken, he presented her with a rare Spiritual Object, a gesture intended to foster goodwill.
"Land of Eternal Night."
The lady in the palace dress apprehended that the puppet appeared to be a Cultivator endowed with independent consciousness. She responded, though her demeanor remained guarded.
In this Land of Eternal Night, after all, upon encountering either a Cultivator or an entity from Outer Heaven, maintaining vigilance was paramount.This was particularly true given the terrifying prowess of the puppet before her – potentially a Fourth Rank Puppet imbued with consciousness, a truly astounding development.
"Is this individual also from Outer Heaven?"
The armored subordinates nearby were aware of their city lord's extraterrestrial origins but found it inconceivable that the puppet, resembling a war machine, could also be an inhabitant of Outer Heaven.
"Land of Eternal Night?"
Qian Zhuyan persisted in his questioning, aiming to glean information about his surroundings from the woman in the palace attire. His primary goal was to locate his master. However, at that precise moment, both Qian Zhuyan and the woman experienced a sudden premonition. They swiftly turned their gazes in a singular direction, their countenances etched with alertness. Within mere moments, hurried footsteps echoed, and figures materialized from the surrounding gloom, rapidly advancing towards their position. The vanguard of this approaching group was a formidable individual encased in dark armor.