Over a hundred heavy weapons fell into obscurity, and Ming Zhi Tian, in one fell swoop, dismantled the massive organization's gathering place and departed safely.
Ming Zhi Tian was still pondering the meaning of the last three words in Buroli's statement: "hands… feet… ill… hands feet soldiers… hands feet ice… what exactly is it?"
Just as he was about to retrace his steps back to Huaxia to bid farewell to everything, he passed by a pile of stones in the desert. Driven by an unconscious feeling, Ming Zhi Tian's eyes involuntarily glanced at that spot.
It was precisely where Buroli had lain before his death. Ming Zhi Tian walked over, recalling, "Hands… feet… together…"
At that moment, Ming Zhi Tian's eyes lit up! He had found a clue left by Buroli!
Ming Zhi Tian carefully pushed aside the pile of stones and discovered deliberate markings of hands and feet in the imprint where Buroli had lain.
One was shaped like a triangle, another like a sword, but without a hilt, more like a staff, and a third, likely a bow.
"Could it be!"
Ming Zhi Tian observed closely, his chin resting on his hand as he pondered, "The triangle is the Glory of Light, the staff is the Spear of Long Rainbow, and the bow is naturally the Summer of Snow Blossom. Buroli, the information you left is too important!"
"But… what exactly were you trying to express?"
Continuing to look, he saw the imprints of hands and feet, but this time connected. What did it mean?…
"Hands… feet… together… hands… feet… together… Got it! It's using both hands and feet! Buroli meant to say use both hands and feet!"
Ming Zhi Tian suddenly understood, looking at Buroli's grave with heartfelt gratitude, "Thank you, Buroli. I've found my way home. I will never forget you."
…
Ming Zhi Tian took the three divine artifacts and was wanted by two countries simultaneously. To avoid trouble, he couldn't take a plane and opted to run, treating it as training.
Although his speed wasn't comparable to an airplane, it was much faster than a train. After running for three days and two nights, he returned to Huaxia.
Upon Ming Zhi Tian's return, the Kingdom, to celebrate his bringing glory to the nation and winning the new martial arts championship, specially invited him for a nationwide celebration. Top stars, famous hosts, reporters, and hundreds of supercars worth over a million were present, showcasing extreme luxury.
The moment Ming Zhi Tian's right foot stepped onto Huaxia soil, within thirty seconds, someone had reported it to the Kingdom.
The Kingdom immediately notified all departments to commence preparations. Since they had long been ready, they were waiting, with only the Tomorrow King missing.
The Kingdom chuckled and waved at the approaching Ming Zhi Tian, "Brother Zhi Tian!…"
He then quickly went to greet him, followed by a large group of reporters. However, the reporters were ordinary people and couldn't keep up with the Kingdom, but they hurried after him nonetheless.
The Kingdom beamed, "Brother Zhi Tian, I've waited so long for you. Why didn't you call when you returned? I could have picked you up. Everyone is waiting for you!"
Ming Zhi Tian asked in confusion, "Waiting for me for what?"
The Kingdom laughed heartily, "Of course, to get your autograph! You're so popular this season! You're a national idol now. Everyone is curious what kind of person the Tomorrow King will be. I've kept your mystery intact!"
Just then, the reporters rushed over, thrusting microphones at Ming Zhi Tian and the Kingdom. A barrage of questions followed…
A reporter asked, "Are you the Tomorrow King? Please tell us, King, what is your relationship with Mr. Wang?"
"Tomorrow King, what are your thoughts on Mao Er defeating Niu San?"
"Tomorrow King, we heard you not only defeated many strong individuals on Little Floating Island but also raided a den of **** in the Swan Country. Is that a rumor?"
"May we ask, Tomorrow King, if you can reveal what kind of treasure is in the package?"
Their only response was a single word from Ming Zhi Tian!
"Scram."
The Kingdom quickly plastered on a smile, "Alright, this segment will be cut. Cut, cut! My brother doesn't like crowds. Everyone… everyone disperse, hahahaha… disperse."
The Kingdom ordered Kuang Lang to bring the car. A brand new, stylish Divine King stopped in the middle of the road. Under the intense gaze of various reporters' high-definition cameras, Ming Zhi Tian entered the car.
A crowd of tens of thousands had gathered, and many young female fans were curious about this Tomorrow King. People were constantly taking pictures with their phones.
Some even quipped, "Do you think the Tomorrow King is still single at such a young age?"
"I really want to bow down to the Tomorrow King and be his confidante."
"Tomorrow King, I love you! You are China's role model! Keep it up!"
Others were envious, "It's just knowing Wang, the young master of Wang Corporation, what's so great about that? Hmph!"
The Kingdom also got into the stylish Divine King, then closed the door and said, "Drive."
The reporters frantically chased after them, "Hey… don't go, Tomorrow King, Mr. Wang! We still have many questions to ask… May we ask what your thoughts are on Mao Er defeating Niu San recently!… =="