Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1721 - 463: Brushing Past, Langya Traitor (5k)_3

The Dean Hua mentioned by Peeling is one of the two deans who defected.It was right before the catastrophe arrived that he revealed his intentions, noticed by Cheng Jing.

No one really suspected these two before.

Especially Dean Hua, who was merely an acquaintance of the former Dean Wu, with hardly any interaction.

He was the kind of dean captivated by his own world to the point of neglect, not even participating in duties.

Such people are actually the most numerous.

The projects he studied weren't sensitive; they were all projects open for students, with little danger involved.

The Langya Institute faced numerous incidents, none of which involved him.

But this time, before the catastrophe struck, Dean Hua was the most decisive, defecting without waiting for the Langya Institute's official declaration to leave or seek refuge.

Subsequent events didn't spiral out of control, nor did they become widely known.

Firstly, because the world-ending disaster was imminent and everyone was too occupied to pay attention to this.

Secondly, for fear of a desperate retaliation.

If a dean ignored everything to accomplish something, it would truly be difficult to stop.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes and nodded to Peeling.

"It was him, one of the defectors.

Moreover, he might have appeared on the coastline earlier than you.

It's not because you arrived that he passed through here."

Blood threads instantly floated in Peeling's eyes.

"You mean to say, he saw me arriving.

After seeing me meddle, they left?

In fact, some people have already been taken away by them?"

"I don't know; I only received this piece of news; the rest is uncertain." Yu Ziqing spoke cautiously, sharing only the confirmed news.

Peeling closed his eyes, a trace of pain appearing between his brows.

He knew, it couldn't be wrong, and even without visual confirmation, it truly couldn't be wrong.

When he arrived, he couldn't protect everyone; he could only rush around quickly.

At that time, he saw that people from the villages had disappeared; some were by the sea, others within a hundred miles inland, with similar situations occurring.

Even further away, there were still signs.

But indeed, he saw some villages migrating by themselves to escape, while others had truly died.

The time was too short, the area too vast, the numbers too many for him to handle.

Thinking back now, if those people had arrived before him,

then it would be much easier for them to take people away compared to a solitary body cultivator like him.

No one would even know.

Because, once one tsunami after another hits, people near the coastline would be at least ninety percent dead.

Even if they took away hundreds of thousands of people, no one would know.

As for the aftermath?

With Daqian in its current state, even if they conducted a survey later, they probably wouldn't find out.

Wave after wave of tsunamis would erase all traces.

Peeling opened his eyes, his eyes filled with blood threads, his entire aura seemingly about to explode.

Thinking about how he brushed past someone, and greeted them, yet knew nothing, missing it completely.

He felt his mind buzzing, the sky spinning.

Yu Ziqing sensed the burgeoning turmoil in Peeling's heart, about to explode; he extended a hand, gently patting Peeling's shoulder.

"Calm down, luckily you didn't give them this tablet.

And since we have a general direction, I'll head to the East Sea now and might be able to confirm."

Peeling seemed drenched in cold water, slowly calming down.

"I'll go with you."

"Alright, let's leave now." Yu Ziqing couldn't refuse.

Yu Ziqing extended a hand, pressing it on Peeling's shoulder.

"Let me take you, I'm a bit faster."

"Hmm?" Peeling was somewhat puzzled, yet said nothing more.

But the next moment, he felt terrifying pressure descend upon him, pressing heavily on him, his body force feeling extremely pressured.

His vision completely unable to keep up with the changes in the surrounding environment, all he could see was a blur of streaming light.

Yu Ziqing utilized his divine skill combining Shrinking Ground with Kui Step, and the explosive power was close to his limit as an enactor of divine skills, let alone his passenger.

With someone else, Yu Ziqing wouldn't dare play like this; anyone without a Ninth Tier body, forced into this journey, would likely face one outcome.

Their body would scatter across hundreds of miles.

Peeling said nothing; Yu Ziqing's divine skill was faster than the tunneling light technique of Qi Refinement cultivators.

Moreover, it was exhilarating, perfectly suiting the mindset of a body cultivator.

A body cultivator's flying escape dharma method should be like this.

Unlike the tunneling light dharma method of Qi Refinement cultivators, which could be intercepted in mid-air.

At their current speed, whoever dared to intercept would be met with death threats.

Peeling's body was strong, possessing True Body Divine Skills; his endurance was outstanding among body cultivators, undefeated in prolonged close combat, but truly unskilled in escape skills.

This lack of proficiency refers to normal body cultivators, not deans.

Yu Ziqing forcibly tugged Peeling along, racing towards the East Sea.

Yu Ziqing's face was set as if water, prepared for action.

Anyone daring to conspire with the Deep Sea Strange, he would kill without mercy.

If necessary, he wouldn't blame anyone for being ruthless, indulging in a killing spree.

Then he would immediately summon reinforcements, cleansing both the East and Southern Seas.

Every daring Evil Dao practitioner stepping foot here would be exterminated one by one.

If not for the Deep Sea Strange, with its forced negative influence of a Riddler.

Knowing too many people would be detrimental, especially targeting a specific Deep Sea Strange worsens the situation.

Yu Ziqing now wished to summon allies, systematically search the East and Southern Seas, and engage in a killing spree.

While on the road, Yu Ziqing began conveying messages to the Dragon Clan.

Requesting the Dragon Clan to investigate and report any news first.

At the East Sea's Minghu Island, Dean Hua had already arrived with others.

Dean Hua pointed towards the north.

"It's in the north, not far."

Beside him, a young man in green robes, looking scholarly except for the dark undertone between his brows, softly murmured.

"We'd better hurry, if it's too late and they're all dead, they won't be useful."

"Also, we've arrived today but haven't found that sixty-four-sided crystal yet?"

Dean Hua frowned, his face serious.

"The last place it appeared was in the hands of the Black Ship Saint, but whom the Black Ship Saint sacrificed it to is unknown; who dares go to the Southern Sea?"

This statement caused a shred of evil qi to emanate from the scholar, his face grim and silent.

No one dared venture; mysterious deaths of Evil Dao practitioners in the Southern Sea could pile up to create an island reef.