With a clue to their whereabouts, he immediately headed east. The sky quickly darkened, but Ming Zhi Tian did not give up, continuing his search.
He had a purpose, a dream, but none of it mattered anymore. Now, all he wanted was to bring justice for the three thousand and seven dead.
After searching for another night, covering three hundred thousand and eight thousand li, dawn broke again.
Just then, a man in red, adorned with a flood dragon pattern, appeared, standing with his hands behind his back and walking on air.
In broad daylight, he glided over, silent as a ghost, standing before the pale-faced Ming Zhi Tian.
Seeing him standing with his hands behind his back, staring at him, Ming Zhi Tian's brow twitched. He had no time for idle chat: "Something wrong?"
The man said, "What are you looking for?"
Ming Zhi Tian remembered and asked, "Do you know where the Bo Li Pavilion in Li Shang Zhen Hai is? Tell me, and I'll spare your life."
"Such arrogance," the man in red flood dragon robes chuckled.
However, he still replied, "This is Li Shang Zhen Hai. I noticed you, not being from around here, lingering in this vicinity. What is it you seek?"
Ming Zhi Tian stated, "I am Ming Zhi Tian. I'll ask you one more time, where is the Bo Li Pavilion?"
The man nodded in realization, "So you are that 'Immortal Cultivation Divine Emperor'... the newcomer?"
Ming Zhi Tian scrutinized the man before him, "So, you are from the Bo Li Pavilion?" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
The man said proudly, "You are not yet worthy of knowing my name. Since there is a fish that escaped from the Divine Sect, you shall die."
Ming Zhi Tian's pupils turned red, "So... it was you, you scoundrel, who annihilated the three thousand and seven people of the Divine Sect?"
The man nodded proudly, "Indeed, it was I."
Ming Zhi Tian quickly summoned his Golden Tome, but before he could activate it, the man struck first.
With a swift movement of his hands, he conjured a teleportation barrier that instantly enveloped Ming Zhi Tian. Ming Zhi Tian felt his body weaken, drawn by an overwhelming force.
In an instant, Ming Zhi Tian vanished into thin air, randomly teleported to an unknown realm.
The man remained nonchalant, his expression one of supreme arrogance, "The Pavilion Master thinks too highly of this brash youngster. In my opinion, he is nothing special."
He hadn't even reached the mountain, merely standing below it. Before he could even glimpse the entrance to the Bo Li Pavilion, it was all over.
The Divine Sect annihilated, Ming Zhi Tian went mad, impulsively seeking the Bo Li Pavilion, only to be teleported to an unknown continent.
Meanwhile, Ming Ya in the Suo Hai Wu Ge could only sigh, "Why wouldn't you listen to my advice, why be so persistent? Alas, fate has decreed that I, Ming Ya, lose a son. What can be done? If not for the treasure in my Suo Hai Wu Ge that can restrain the Bo Li Pavilion... that is why I insisted you be under the protection of Suo Hai Wu Ge. Why don't you understand?"
A maid scurried over, "Bad news, Your Majesty! The Fourth Consort has fainted again!"
Ming Ya frowned and hurried over.
At this moment, Chen Bu Qi, upon hearing the news, cried herself into a faint again and was carried to her bed by two maids.
Ming Ya entered the room, and the First, Second, and Third Consorts, who had also heard the news, leisurely arrived.
Ming Ya sat by the bedside and gently embraced Chen Bu Qi, "Qi'er, how are you feeling?"
Chen Bu Qi slowly regained consciousness. The First Consort, Tian Hai Yan, reprimanded, "Fourth Sister, must you faint at every turn? It was just the death of a son. You can have another one. Your behavior is causing worry to His Majesty and all of us sisters."
The Second Consort, Guo Qiang Wei, chimed in, "Exactly. For you, the entire Suo Hai Wu Ge has to work tirelessly."