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Chapter 183 - Chapter 183 Bei Mansion Grotto Heaven

As Wang Yingling continued her intermittent narration, time passed little by little.

Half a day later, Wang Yingling suddenly stopped talking and fell silent.

Since no one has caught up with them after so much time, it means they have successfully escaped.

The heavy pressure in Wang Yingling's heart suddenly dissipated, and she lost the desire to speak.

Zhao Sheng didn't know how far the two had escaped, but he secretly estimated that they must have traveled at least three thousand miles.

"Stop!"

After so much time has passed, Zhao Sheng is only now speaking for the first time.

Wang Yingling was startled and immediately turned to look at him, asking, "What do you want?"

"Let me leave!"

Zhao Sheng's face was ashen as he slowly stood up from the carapace, his hands pressing down on two head-sized, lightning-emitting orbs, which were filled with an aura of destruction.

"You don't want to return to the Void Spirit Abyss with me? Don't you know what an incredible opportunity this is?"

Wang Yingling stared at Zhao Sheng with disbelief.

She just couldn't understand why anyone in the world could be so "foolish".

"Miss Wang, in this world, forced relationships are never sweet!" Zhao Sheng said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yingling's expression turned utterly cold.

"You want to leave? Hmph, I won't let you go!"

As she spoke, Wang Yingling gave up controlling the tortoise shell and instead flipped her hand, revealing a crystal spirit ball inside, which contained a miniature ocean illusion.

Giant waves surged on the ocean, dark clouds filled the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and columns of tornadoes stretched from the sky to the earth, ravaging the vast ocean, creating a scene reminiscent of an apocalyptic storm.

This crystal spirit ball, also known as the Thundercloud Storm Pearl, is a top-grade spiritual artifact with the three attributes of wind, water, and thunder. It can not only amplify the three types of spells, but also incorporates three supernatural-level treasure techniques, making it extremely precious and rare.

"I, Zhao, do not wish to be your enemy! Let me leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a luminous talisman plate jumped out of Zhao Sheng's arms. The three-layered talisman plate was covered with second-tier true talismans such as water-thunder talismans, fire-thunder talismans, heavenly sword talismans, and ice-sealing talismans.

Wang Yingling's pupils contracted, and she dared not let her guard down against Zhao Sheng any longer.

The interior of the tortoise shell is a small space. If all the true talismans on the talisman plate are activated at the same time, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Unfortunately, she had a defensive talisman hidden in her storage bag, but she dared not take it out at the moment.

Because she could see the resolute intent in the other person's eyes.

Wang Yingling couldn't understand why the other party repeatedly rejected this great opportunity, treating it like a worthless piece of trash.

"Okay, I'll let you out!"

Wang Yingling said this, but she had other plans in her heart.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng smiled and slowly dispersed the lightning ball in his hand, while holding the Five Elements Talisman Plate in his right hand.

Pop!

The light membrane at the turtle's shell suddenly disappeared, and a large amount of seawater poured in.

Zhao Sheng pushed off the ground and shot backward like an arrow, darting out from the tail opening of the tortoise shell.

Wang Yingling's gaze turned cold, and a miniature "tornado" suddenly appeared in the Thundercloud Storm Pearl in her hand.

However, before she could even activate it, the five openings in the tortoise shell were suddenly blocked by a thick layer of ice.

Although the ice wall could only delay him for a breath or two, that was enough time for Zhao Sheng to escape.

puff!

Zhao Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and his entire body was instantly enveloped in a layer of bloody light.

The next moment, the blood-red light disappeared rapidly into the pitch-black depths of the sea.

Bang!

Two breaths later, the ice wall cracked, and Wang Yingling burst out of the tortoise shell.

She looked around, but Zhao Sheng was nowhere to be seen.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yingling's eyebrows furrowed, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but a smug smile appeared on her face.

How could a mere Qi Refining cultivator possibly know the extent of the power of a top-tier force?

There are countless spells available for tracking down a member of one's bloodline.

Wang Yingling herself had mastered more than three bloodline tracking techniques.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yingling chanted an incantation, her five fingers flicking and bending in rapid succession. A crimson ray of light suddenly condensed between her fingers, extending outwards and ending up on a fleeing person.

...

On the other side, Zhao Sheng spat out three mouthfuls of blood essence and used the Blood Escape Technique to quickly escape into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten nautical miles had passed.

Just then, he was startled and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Zhao Sheng couldn't help but look back, only to find that no one was chasing after him, yet his heart was pounding wildly.

Danger!

He is still in danger!

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood essence, his escape speed increasing by three points.

Fifteen minutes later, his sense of crisis gradually subsided, but it remained at a fairly high level.

Zhao Sheng was all too familiar with and deeply etched in his memory the feeling that he could be overtaken at any moment.

A few years ago, he was hunted down by a Foundation Establishment cultivator for three whole months until his soul imprint was erased and he was able to escape safely.

"Could the other party have done something to him?"

However, despite trying everything he could, he couldn't find anything unusual about his body.

Sensing the growing sense of crisis within him, Zhao Sheng's expression changed slightly.

Blood Escape is fast, but it greatly depletes his energy. He can't use it indefinitely.

"In that case, there's only one last option left!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he reached into his pocket and took out the Nahai Shell.

Then, he turned around and suddenly dived into the sea.

A moment later, Zhao Sheng successfully located a spotted sea whale that was eleven or twelve feet long.

Then, he quickly burrowed into the whale's stomach through its mouth.

Buzz!

Inside the whale's stomach, the surface of the sea clam shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye, it grew from the size of a palm to the size of a millstone.

Zhao Sheng shrank back and suddenly burrowed inside.

Bang!

The sea clam's shell snapped shut and slowly sank into the whale's acrid stomach reflux.

At the same time, Wang Yingling, dozens of miles away, changed her expression.

Because the bloodline had just suddenly broken, it meant that the tracking spell had failed.

Wang Yingling's expression turned serious. She tried several different tracking techniques, but still couldn't find the other party's whereabouts.

Now her expression became even more serious, even somewhat unpleasant.

The other party used some unknown method to render all tracking techniques ineffective.

This person... actually escaped from her grasp!

This was a major blow to Wang Yingling, who held a high social status.

Wang Yingling gritted her teeth and said, "Zhao—Chong—He! I'll remember you!"

...

Ten days later, at the Bei Mansion Grotto.

Zhao Sheng slowly walked into the main hall of the backyard.

Traces of the last great war are still visible everywhere here.

However, Zhao Sheng didn't care about that.

He walked to the lobby entrance and stopped, his right hand reaching for the storage bag at his waist, then flicking it forward lightly.

Then a seven-foot-tall humanoid wooden puppet, complete with limbs and a head, but constructed entirely of century-old ebony, fell into the hall.

Zhao Sheng made a hand seal, and strands of spiritual energy shot out, connecting with the wooden puppet's limbs.

Driven by his thoughts, the wooden puppet walked step by step to the charred corpse and reached out to take the golden scepter from the corpse's right hand.

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