Chapter 628 Climb To The Top

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Xu Han's mood was actually not as calm as the expression on his face.

Ever since Master Wei left this wooden box for him, it was only a simple wooden box. There were indeed 100,000 mountains hidden inside, but Xu Han did not make any contact with it. It was even more nonsense to say that the 100,000 mountains inside this wooden box were opened.

He really didn't expect Ran Qingyi to bring such a number of Holy Sons. Knowing that he was invincible, he could only use the power of a fox and a tiger to intimidate Ran Qingyi.

Thinking of this, Xu Han couldn't help but look at the purple-eyed girl beside him.

If Ghost Subhuti hadn't appeared in time, no one would have been able to tell whether this matter would have been resolved according to Xu Han's wishes.

The group of people walked to the gate of Chang'an City. Song Yueming and the others hurriedly greeted the weak Xia Zichuan and her son, while Liu Xiao and Liu Mo also walked out of Chang'an City Gate under Xu Han's instructions. The group seemed to have noticed that Xu Han and Gui Puti had something to say, so they quickly walked to the mountain valley not far away to wait after welcoming them.

Seeing this, Xu Han cupped his hands towards Gui Puti and said with a smile, "Thank you Second Martial Niang for taking action."

Ghost Subhuti's status in the Dark Asura Hall was extraordinary. Even Ran Qingyi, who was in charge of Chang'an's affairs, obeyed her orders. As soon as she appeared, Xu Han's conditions were naturally met without exception.

Hearing Xu Han's words, Gui Puti turned to Xu Hanyan and said, "I have already greeted the various departments of Dark Asura Palace. It's good for you, as well as the little girl and her group who are far away at the border of Jizhou. They won't be pursued by Dark Asura Palace for a short period of time, but you have to remember that you have to leave Great Zhou before the end of September."

Ghost Subhuti's temperament had always been strange, but Xu Han was still stunned by his solemn tone.

"At the end of September? What does Martial Niang mean?" Xu Han was puzzled.

"Xu Han." Gui Puti's eyebrows darkened. She said again, "I am Yama of Dark Asura Palace, and you are an important offender in the name of Da Chu. For Mo Chen Zi's sake, I advised you kindly, but you were proud of your pet and repeatedly violated my Da Chu's dignity. Today, I saved you because I couldn't bear to see that old bastard's sect break its inheritance, but only today."

"After that, you, Fang Ziyu, and Meng Liang have nothing to do with my Ghost Subhuti. If you provoke my Great Chu Imperial Court again, I will personally take your lives!"

"Second Martial Niang" Xu Han had never expected that Gui Puti would say such words to him. Although Ghost Subhuti had rarely given him a good face in the past, he felt a genuine concern from the bottom of his heart. He naturally didn't believe that Second Martial Niang would suddenly change at this moment, so he whispered, "Does Second Martial Niang have any difficulties? If I don't tell this disciple, then this disciple will definitely …"

"Hmph." However, Xu Han's words were met with a cold laugh from Gui Puti, "Do you think you can dominate the world just by becoming an immortal? Not to mention Xu Han alone, even ten Xu Han who dare to block the grand cause of unifying the world in front of our Great Chu will be crushed to ashes in the blink of an eye."

"The last piece of advice I can give you is..."

"Never be enemies with Da Chu. His strength has already surpassed your imagination."

After saying this, Gui Puti resolutely turned around and walked towards Chang'an City.

The soldiers in Chang'an ran back and forth. Yuwen Nanjing had already left. Chang'an, or the entire Great Zhou, was facing a reshuffle. Some huge storms were beginning to brew. As the center of this storm, Chang'an had long since fallen into chaos.

Xu Han watched as Ghost Subhuti slowly faded away, slowly drowning in the crowd. For some reason, he didn't say anything.

People are like rivers against the current, the river will eventually flow into the sea, and people are always turned into tributaries, gradually farther and farther away.

He sighed and finally turned around and walked away from Chang'an City.

...

Gui Puti walked in the chaotic city of Chang'an. His gaze swept past the soldiers and the frightened civilians.

She frowned, but quickly relaxed.

Her black hair suddenly rose, and her purple robe began to stir.

There seemed to be some kind of boundless power surging between heaven and earth. They came from Chang'an, Great Zhou, and also from the three parts of Long Zhou that were ten thousand kilometers apart. They surged above Ghost Subhuti's head, like rivers longing to return to the sea...

A pitch black figure landed beside Ghost Subhuti.

It was a monk, a handsome monk with an incomparably sinister aura.

He appeared like a ghost, walking side by side with Ghost Subhuti.

They walked silently for a long time. They passed through the chaotic streets of Chang'an until the gate of Pu Tian Palace slowly appeared before their eyes.

The monk whispered, "I've finally waited for this moment."

Ghost Subhuti replied, "Yes, we've finally arrived."

"What's on your mind?" The monk asked again.

Ghost Subhuti looked at the sky and said, "September is almost over, autumn is almost over."

"Oh." The monk nodded, "Don't worry, I will handle this matter."

Something seemed to flash past Gui Puti's eyes, but she quickly regained her cold appearance. She said again, "Then go."

The monk took a deep look at her and couldn't help but ask, "Are you willing?"

"In front of Da Chu, nothing should be an obstacle." After Gui Puti finished speaking, her footsteps became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, she walked to the gate of Pu Tian Palace. At that time, the towering gate was pushed open by an invisible force.

At this moment, both sides of the palace gate were stained with cold-faced young boys and girls in white. They lined up and drew out a human wall leading to the Wei Yang Palace from the palace gate of Pu Tian Palace.

The moment Ghost Subhuti stepped into it, the endless stream of people suddenly knelt down. Their expressions were fervent as they shouted at Ghost Subhuti, "Welcome Your Majesty!"

Ghost Subhuti's eyebrows grew gloomier and gloomier, but the purple light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. It was like a bright sun rising from the east. It was brilliant, and the atmosphere was scorching and brilliant. It was arrogant.

Her hands suddenly stretched out, At that moment, the majestic aura above her head surged into her body. Thus, a black dragon's appearance began to form above her head, The black dragon roared towards the sky. The dead dragon in the sky above Long Zhou heard this and knelt down. The black gas surged into the dead dragon from there, seemingly about to become one with him. In the Great Zhou Territory, boundless power began to gather towards the dead dragon, nourishing the dragon form condensed from the body of Gui Puti.

In the distance, the monk looked at Gui Puti's back and the dragon's face with a gratified smile.

He murmured, "We're still one step away."

"At the end of autumn, in the Southern Wilderness."

"The mausoleum of the sword shall be destroyed, the lotus flower shall wither..."

With that, his body flashed and he disappeared.