God-Level Brat System - Chapter 2311
[Chapter 2311: Disaster is Coming]
Buzz!
Zeng Haoren stretched out his hand and grabbed at the void.
The next moment, a thought instantly flooded into his mind.
This is the most common flying fairy talisman in the Shuling Universe. It is used for long-distance communication and is quite practical.
But unfortunately, after receiving this flying fairy talisman, Zeng Haoren did not show a relieved expression on his face.
On the contrary, his face became uglier and uglier.
In the end, Zeng Haoren’s face was ashen, his expression was miserable, and he looked extremely lost.
“It’s over, the Daodao Sect is over, and the Donglin Mansion is over!”
Hearing Zeng Haoren’s words, several sect leaders who had not yet left were immediately shocked.
“Master Zeng, what do you mean by this?”
“Could it be that the Immortal Wasteland Domain wants to hold us responsible?”
“This is too overbearing. Bai Jiazhi’s feet are on his body. Wherever he goes, how can we keep an eye on him?”
“Hateful, the law of the jungle, this is naked law of the jungle!”
The surrounding masters were not fools. Combining Zeng Haoren’s words, they quickly made various inferences.
There was indignation in everyone’s words.
“Bai Jiazhi is not missing, but dead!”
Zeng Haoren’s voice sounded, with a frustrated look on his face.
“What!”
The masters of the various sects were shocked when they heard it.
Bai Jiazhi is actually dead. This is really a big deal.
A special envoy of the Immortal Wasteland Domain died suddenly in the main hall of a subordinate sect, and his body was not found.
What the hell would people think of this? Everyone would think that this was the work of the major sects in Donglin Prefecture.
As for why the major sects did this, is there any need to ask more questions? Maybe they are mentally retarded.
“Just now, the Xingyun Palace sent a message saying that Bai Jiazhi’s soul lamp has gone out, and they asked us to hand over the murderer immediately, otherwise Donglin Mansion would have no need to exist!”
Although Zeng Haoren’s voice was trying to suppress the panic in his heart, it was not very effective.
Anyone could hear that the other party’s voice was filled with a hint of fear.
There was no way, the sects in the Immortal Wasteland were not comparable to ordinary sects. They
were truly giants. At least in the Immortal Wasteland, no one could compare to the sects of the level of the Xingyun Palace.
So, how could Zeng Haoren not feel afraid?
You know, if such a terrifying sect came down, the entire Donglin Mansion would probably be reduced to ruins in an instant.
The difference in the power levels of the two sides was too great, and nothing could make up for it.
Now, the Xingyun Palace in the Immortal Wasteland officially issued a notice to the Wendao Sect.
It asked the Wendao Sect to hand over the murderer immediately, otherwise it would send strong men to directly massacre the Donglin Mansion.
After receiving such bad news, it would be strange if Zeng Haoren could still have any luck.
The leaders of the various sects around were all in an uproar when they heard this.
“What! The Immortal Wasteland Realm is really holding us responsible?”
“It’s not the Immortal Wasteland Realm, it’s the Nebula Palace. This is just the behavior of the Nebula Palace, and it has nothing to do with the Immortal Wasteland Realm!”
“What nonsense are you talking about? Whether it’s the Immortal Wasteland Realm or the Nebula Palace, isn’t it the same? Is there any difference?”
“What you said is nonsense. The Nebula Palace is the Nebula Palace, and the Immortal Wasteland Realm is the Immortal Wasteland Realm. If we offend the Immortal Wasteland Realm, we don’t have to think about it, just wait for death, but if it’s just the Nebula Palace, there may be a glimmer of hope!”
Amid the uproar of the crowd, two leaders started arguing with each other.
After hearing this, Zeng Haoren felt a glimmer of hope in his heart and asked hurriedly.
“Brother Fei, I would like to hear the details!”
(End of this chapter)
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