Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Whoosh~”
The Wicked Bead was fast. Lu Li did not stop along the way and flew in a straight line. In merely two days, he had arrived at the City of Feather Race.
He saw two cities here, but they were basically unoccupied except for some human warriors stationed here. Lu Li was delighted to see the human warriors. The Feather Race had not been able to come out to fight.
“Buzzing!”
He came out above the city and shouted to the warriors on the ground, “Where is the entrance to the Feather Land of the West?”
Those warriors knew Lu Li for his white hair was recognizable. A Noble Lord Realm warrior flew up, bowed and said, “Grand Master, let me show you the way!”
“Let’s go!”
Lu Li put away the Wicked Bead and grabbed this man with one hand. As they flew into the distance, Lu Li asked, “Do we still have control over the entrance of the Feather Land of the West?”
The Noble Lord Realm answered, “Well… I am not sure. But one day ago, five patriarchs were heading that way!”
“Only one day?”
Lu Li was surprised. But on second thoughts, he understood. Those Earth Immortal Realm warriors were not that fast while the Wicked Bead could be as fast as a Semi-God Realm warrior. Those patriarchs only set off not long ago.
Lu Li and the warrior flew on. In two hours, they arrived at the entrance. He checked with psychic power from a distance. His mind was weighted down by what he witnessed.
The five patriarchs were outside, blasting at a mountain. The patriarchs’ faces were clouded and one of them was interspersing his talks with curses.
Lu Li found a portal in the cave with psychic power. The portal’s light had dimmed down. It was evident that the other side of the portal had been sealed.
“This is not good!”
Lu Li felt troubled. It was difficult to activate the portal while it was sealed. Ke Mang was here. That being said, it might take him and his people a long time to crack the seal. By the time that they did, Lu Zhengyang and the warriors might have been killed.
“Stop it!”
Lu Li grunted. The five patriarchs stopped at once. They came over, dropped to their knees, lowered their heads and said, “Grand Master, we are sorry. Please punish us as you see fit.”
“You cannot protect the entrance and now you are venting your anger at the portal?”
Lu Li asked, sneering, “If you ruined the portal, then it would be impossible to go in. Do you think what you’re doing is meaningful? Idiots!”
The five patriarchs were advanced in ages. Being scolded by Lu Li like they were children, the patriarchs did not dare to talk back to him. They were embarrassed.
“Buzzing!”
The Wicked Bead glowed as Ke Mang and his people came out. Lu Li pointed at the portal in the distance. Ke Mang understood at once. He flew over to the portal to start developing a solution.
Back at the Inferno, Lu Li had anticipated that the entrance might be sealed or ruined. Therefore, he went to Ke Mang at once in case something like this might happen.
Lu Li looked around and asked, “Are there any other available entrances nearby?”
“No!”
A patriarch surnamed Sun cupped his fists and replied, “There is one entrance and it is a mole that opened it. Patriarch Lu thought this mission to attack the Feather Race would be simple. He sent some patriarchs to guard this entrance. However, he did not go and seize the other openings…”
“Grandpa, you should have been more careful!”
Lu Li sighed. Ke Mang had finished checking. He reported, “The portal cannot be opened. It may be broken or the side at the Feather Race has been destroyed.”
“Show me the way to the nearby openings, now!”
Lu Li waved his hand. The five patriarchs took out a map to read. Then, they set forth for the southern side.
In a valley to the south, a patriarch found a cave. Inside was another entrance.
They were not surprised to see that the portal was sealed as well. Teleportation could not be completed.
Ke Mang and his team went in at once to check if the inside of the cave was safe. Ke Mang walked out afterward and said, “Saint Lord, the portal is not ruined. It is just sealed on the other side. I am pretty sure that I can make it work.”
Ke Mang was a talent that was rarely seen in ten thousand years in the Shadowland Race. After he swore loyalty to Lu Li, Ke Mang’s realm did not see much progress. He was still at the Noble Lord Realm. However, he did spend all his time studying Inhibition Formations. There was not a single soul that could compare to Ke Mang in the field of Inhibition Formations.
“Pretty sure?”
Ke Mang’s words gave them hope. Lu Li asked nervously, “How long do you need?”
Ke Mang thought about it carefully before he replied, “This Inhibition Formation is ancient. I think I need half a month, provided that everything goes well.”
“Yes!”
Lu Li was delighted. Ke Mang was probably being conservative when he said that he could do it in half a month. He might be able to crack the seal in 10 days, at most. Lu Zhengyang and the other warriors should be able to survive for 10 days.
“Ke Mang, do the best you can!”
Lu Li waved his hand, “If we can save my grandpa, your Shadowland Race can pick any region you want at the Great Land.”
“Thank you, Saint Lord!”
Ke Mang and his patriarchs were overjoyed. The Shadowland Race had a piece of land in the Deserted World. But that land could never be compared to a region outside. If they could control a region, the Shadowland Race would be able to develop quickly and restore its past glory.
Ke Mang brought his team inside the cave to work on the Inhibition Formation immediately. Lu Li told the five patriarchs to help while he started to cultivate in the Wicked Bead.
Lu Li could not offer any help when it came to Inhibition Formations. Him worrying would not be of assistance, either. He thought he might just as well cultivate.
Lu Li had begun on the third large diagram. The second one revealed to him a Profound Meaning that could facilitate attacks. What would the Profound Meaning be like for this one? He was eager to see!
Time flew by in cultivation. Lu Li felt it had merely been four or five days when he felt the Wicked Bead shaking.
Lu Li used psychic power to check. His eyes glowed after he saw the portal glowing. Clearly, they could teleport now. The five patriarchs were not here. They must have been teleported over in advance to occupy the other side.
“Let’s go!”
Such a chance must not be missed. Lu Li wanted no more surprises. He dashed out of the Wicked Bead and praised, “Ke Mang, well done. I will let Great Grandfather Five give you a region later. You can choose whatever region you desire. Now, enough talk. Come to my Wicked Bead.”
Lu Li put the patriarchs of the Shadowland Race in the Wicked Bead but Ke Mang stayed outside. He had a jade talisman in his hand. Only after the jade talisman was broken did he nod and said, “Saint Lord, Patriarch Sun has sent the message. It is safe over there.”
“Let’s go!”
Lu Li grabbed Ke Mang in one hand and rushed into the portal. In the blink of an eye, they found themselves in an elegant castle.
“Buzzing!”
Lu Li used psychic power to check at once. In and outside the castle were full of dead bodies. Patriarch Sun was still slaughtering. There was a team of Feather Race warriors stationed here. But there were no powerful ones among the one thousand warriors there.
“Keep some alive!”
Lu Li shouted. He let out the patriarchs of the Shadowland Race and instructed, “Stay here and build some formations of illusions and destructions. Make sure that the Feather Race cannot seize this place.”
Ke Mang sprang to work. Lu Li did not take actions for it was more than easy for five Earth Immortal Realm warriors to kill an army of merely a thousand. It was the kind of fight that Lu Li was the least interested in.
After the time for one incense stick to burn, the fight came to an end. Patriarch Sun and the other patriarchs each captured a Noble Lord Realm Feather Race. All the other Feather Race warriors had died.
Lu Li ordered, “Grill some information out of them. Our priority is to know the location of my grandpa and the situation over there. Now!”
“Yes!”
Patriarch Sun and the others, brimming with killing intent, brought the five Noble Lord Realm Feather Race warriors out. If they were stubborn, Patriarch Sun would let them have a taste of the cruel human torture.
