They streaked across the sky with a power even more dazzling and potent than the sun, flying recklessly over the massive skyscrapers of the Capital City, past the huge glass windows, over the hundred-story buildings, and across the stunned faces of the people...
Golden birds... thousands of them?
NO!
Tens of millions!
Bai Yuanxiu only felt his brain throbbing as he quickly entered the aircraft.
"Go! Fast!"
The plane started...
In the blink of an eye, it flew several kilometers, spanning several skyscrapers, passing through Jiang Muxiu and others’ sight, leaving them in shock....
BOOM!!!
It pierced through the aircraft that had just taken flight, no, it exploded!
The entire plane was ripped apart by the arrow-like front of the Golden Crow, which then engulfed it in a blinding flash before it even detonated...
And from the aircraft emerged a person, Bai Yuanxiu....
Ssss!
Countless Golden Crows entwined, like slices of golden blades, radiating with light and fire, under the scorching sun.
Thus....
It was the much-anticipated dismemberment!
Not even a drop of blood remained.
Just a blink, leaving only a clean skeleton, falling through the air.....
And the dense swarm of Golden Crows fragmented, some flew toward the black-clad individuals holding the hostages..
The speed was terrifying, even though they had hostages...
Penetration~!
The hostages were freed in a blink, while the black-clad captors holding them turned into skeletons...
Rumble.
The Golden Crows permeated the entire floor, then burst out of the glass window, effectively blowing up the entire floor...
Infiltrating every crevice.
Finally converging into a cluster, hovering in the sky.
At the top of the Golden Crow mass.
A person formed, the High Priest holding a disk in her palm, neither too large nor too small, covered in countless intricately carved witchcraft runes, found its soul upon resting in her palm, spinning its gears, buzzing, with the seven arrows pointing to a specific scale, an ancient scale position not aligning with this world’s geography, further calculation needed.
That’s where the Arrow of the Witch Emperor was located.
Of course, the High Priest wasn’t yet certain where this geographical location was, as she moved it into her palm, the disk was absorbed.
Transforming into runes in her palm.
She glanced up, causing Jiang Muxiu and others’ hearts to quake, just about to say something...
Swish!
The Golden Crow flock and the people were gone.
Sweeping grandly through the sky.
Many thought it was just a dream.
Only that chaotic floor seemed to tell them, it was all real.
Of course, Bai Yu, witnessing the crumbled remains from below, could confirm its reality.
"Truly... impressive"
Bai Yu, looking at the bone fragments scattered around, scratched his chin and turned to King of Red Water.
His gaze was a bit cryptic, while King of Red Water was overcome with trepidation, having dominated the Central Plains for so many years, never had he seen such an existence; had he known someone like this was involved in this plan, he would never have participated!
Though Bai Yuanxiu was audacious, wanting to claim the Witch Feather Disk for himself, he deserved to die!
Putting aside how the authorities handled this anticlimactic crisis event, anyway, Gong Jiu’s side was anticlimactic...
"What the heck, why did I fall asleep! Someone tell me what happened later!"
"Gosh darn it, missed the best part..."
In the courtyard, Gong Jiu and Flower Demon were the most frustrated, mainly because upon waking, someone told them—Comrades, you’re safe now, you can go home.
While this was good news, something felt odd...
Moreover, many foreign guests looked constipated, unable to write a proper report after sleeping through this mess.
It was likely the High Priest who did it.
Many secretly thought so but dared not ask, even though Gong Jiu and the others had returned to the courtyard house for three days, remaining tight-lipped about the previous events.
They could have asked Li Luo and Gu Sansi, but... the former was as cold as ice, seemed to hold secrets, even less approachable than before, truly afraid to ask, while the latter... could discern your underwear color and style at a glance, warmly smiling, yet harder to deal with than anyone.
Seeing how Mo Ke had warned them early on tells you enough.
So there’s that....
"Shall we ask Sui Yi.... she would surely tell us.."
"Are you an idiot, what if she’s still the High Priest~~ do you dare to ask?"
Dare to ask Sui Yi, but definitely not the High Priest...
"Maybe she’s no longer the High Priest, just our Sui Yi..."
"Then you go ask"
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