The loud crash startled even Song Yunshu. Gu Yong roared, his voice trembling slightly, “A bunch of useless fools! They didn’t even realize someone had poisoned the spirit plants they were using as ingredients!”
At the Yunding Auction House, Li Guanqi murmured, “They should have figured out the problem by now. Heh, with four peak tier-eight alchemists backing me, poisoning the plants was easy.”
Li Guanqi closed his eyes and slowly spread his arms, letting the fierce wind outside the building blow across his face. “This wind... still isn’t strong enough!”
“Bring the tower lords here!” Gu Yong said slowly, his expression grim.
Song Yunshu paled. She had never seen him lose his composure like this. She hurried off to find the four tower lords.
Clad in black robes, Shen Feng spoke in a low, cold voice inside an independent realm space, conjured from a spatial magical treasure. “I’ve shown you the way. It’s up to you whether you take it! We’re rushing because we don’t have much time to decide. Song Yunshu is almost at my door. You have ten breaths to think it over!”
Killing intent surged from Shen Feng. After two breaths, another tower lord nodded and said, “I’m in! I’ve had enough of living worse than a dog!”
“I agree. I don’t want to stay here any longer. Even if it means risking my life, I’m willing to try!”
All three turned to the chubby tower lord of the Yellow Tower. He said nothing, and the atmosphere grew tense.
At this point, Song Yunshu arrived outside the door of Shen Feng’s room and knocked lightly.
Knock, knock, knock!
The sound carried into the independent realm, where the killing intent grew stronger. Shen Feng’s eyes flashed coldly as he roared, “Now!”
He produced two pills and tossed them to the other two men, then drew a thread of lightning from the void. “The plan’s changed! We don’t have much time left. At most, we can buy another six hours! Kill him!”
The other two swallowed their pills without hesitation. A strange, potent medicinal energy spread through their bodies. Together with Shen Feng, they severed their own divine souls at the same moment. Despite the searing pain, all three looked freer than they had in a long time. Vital force surged within them as the pills rapidly restored the missing portions of their divine souls.
Seeing this, the chubby man turned green with envy. “I agree too! Give me one!”
Shen Feng’s eyes flashed coldly. “Attack! Don’t hold back. We don’t have much time left! Gu Yong will catch on soon!”
The trio swarmed the chubby man from every direction. One of them, his expression cold and stern, muttered, “Tian Hai, don’t blame us.”
Tian Hai realized he probably wouldn’t escape alive. He crushed a special seal and roared, “Elder Gu! The other three tower lords have rebelled! Save me!”
Buzz!
Shen Feng smiled coldly. This was an independent realm space, and he had taken precautions to prevent any spatial ripples from escaping. Before their talk today, he had considered the possibility that all three men might refuse. He had prepared for the worst and made the isolated realm exceptionally resilient.
Cold light flashed along his sword as he swung, unleashing tremendous power. The other two sensed their divine souls becoming whole again and held nothing back. Tian Hai fought with everything he had, using every means at his disposal, but suffered severe wounds within a few breaths. His face was ashen. The spatial ripples carrying his message still circulated within the realm, unable to escape. No matter how he begged, the three remained determined to kill him.
Knock, knock, knock!!
Outside Shen Feng’s door, Song Yunshu frowned and called out softly, “Tower Lord Shen?”
Inwardly, Shen Feng was panicking. He landed a slash across Tian Hai’s back but took a punch that sent him flying.
Pfft!
As Shen Feng flew backward, he turned and called in a low voice, “Jia Kun, you two keep him busy. I’ll deal with Song Yunshu!”
The three understood each other perfectly and worked together seamlessly. They attacked Tian Hai from the front and back, and Shen Feng took the chance to leave. He wiped the blood from his mouth, changed his clothes as quickly as he could, and composed himself. Then he opened the door, his expression calm.
“Miss Song, I was dealing with something inside and didn’t hear you. What’s the matter?”
Song Yunshu thought little of it. The tower lords were sometimes away from the Heavenly Intelligence Realm, and their many duties rarely left them time to meet. The Purple Tower was the busiest of all. She bowed slightly and said softly, “Grandfather wants to see all of you shortly. You may need to pass word to the others.”
Shen Feng’s expression remained calm, but his heart pounded. The Yellow Tower was already swamped, and everyone was trying to handle the crisis. Gu Yong was summoning everyone to discuss how to respond.
This was the moment Li Guanqi had spoken of. He wanted Shen Feng to break free of the Heavenly Intelligence Pavilion’s control, publicly support the Guanyun Pavilion, and admit that the Heavenly Intelligence Pavilion was at fault.
Song Yunshu smiled and nodded, her gaze passing over the spatial artifact on Shen Feng’s desk. She handled some of the Heavenly Intelligence Pavilion’s affairs herself and had an eye for such things. Looking at the miniature golden palace, she remarked, “This spatial artifact of yours is quite something, Tower Lord Shen.”
A trace of coldness flashed in Shen Feng’s eyes. His throat bobbed, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. He could sense that Tian Hai’s aura was now very weak.
Then Jia Kun’s voice reached him. “We’ve got him! Should we kill him now?”
Song Yunshu had just turned to leave, seemingly having made the remark in passing.
Shen Feng’s eyes flashed coldly, and he dragged Song Yunshu straight into the independent spatial realm, where Jia Kun was holding Tian Hai like a dead dog.
Blood and qi surged through Jia Kun’s body, along with powerful vital force. He had suffered quite a few wounds.