Chapter 743: Fruition Realm
The Innkeeper and the Runner stood side by side on the summit of Wuxing Mountain. Hearing the booming sounds from the mountain’s base, the Innkeeper murmured, “They’ve made their move. They chose New Year’s Eve, too. What a good day.”
The Runner nodded. “Mansion Master Li has gone to the palace, and that Great Sage is personally overseeing the capital. Right now, the Imperial Capital Daoist Mansion is in Zhou Jiaoxian’s hands.”
The Innkeeper added, “They’ve painstakingly armed the Imperial Capital Daoist Mansion, cut a large number of posts, and transferred elite forces from across the realm, laying out plans more than half a year ahead, all for today. The alliance of two Daoist sects truly cannot be underestimated. These Spirit Guards mostly come from the Western Region. They are either tied to the Quanzhen Sect or the Tiangang Hall, but none are linked to the Taiping Sect. Even if Mansion Master Li hadn’t gone into the palace, she likely still couldn’t control the situation.”
The Runner scoffed. “This is nothing more than an appetizer. The real main course hasn’t even come on stage yet.”
“They’re here!” The Innkeeper turned his gaze toward the night sky in the distance.
From that direction came a strange sound, easily masked by the thunder. Then, two slits slowly tore open the night sky, one horizontal and one vertical like a cross. The slit grew wider until it transformed into a peculiar portal.
Two figures wearing bronze masks stepped out, the masks bearing the style of Ancient Wuism. One of them was even adorned with white fur.
One figure was empty-handed, while the other held a strange, exotic weapon.
Enemies were destined to cross paths.
The Innkeeper sighed. “Qingping Society’s Saintly Peace and Dreaming Cloud. They’re like lingering ghosts that keep haunting us.”
With that, he leapt first, gliding down the mountain.