Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 1511 768: No Fine Salt Among Fungi_2

"Oh? What is the meaning of this, Abyss Lord?" Rotten Ape seemed confused, "I don't recall offending your lordship.

Besides, the danger of Luo Island, I thought your lordship was well aware of it."

The indistinct face paused for a moment, as if startled, then grew increasingly furious.

The sound was cacophonous, like the roaring of countless fish and human voices.

"I went to great lengths to reclaim Luo Island, and you were clearly watching from the sidelines. Why didn't you take action?! At this point, what do you have to say?"

Rotten Ape's movement paused slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Unexpectedly, the Tyrant's perception was so bizarre, or was there another method?

Did it actually discover me?

Even so, the voice did not cease; rather, it showed unwavering loyalty and helplessness.

"The Tyrant is not aware, the situation then was perilous, and even if I made a move, it would have been in vain.

This temporary survival was merely to preserve my usefulness. Coming here now, I have worked tirelessly, traveled everywhere, to restore face for the Abyss Lord and eliminate the traitors!"

"Ha!"

The Tyrant's face sneered, "Then why don't I see you presenting Ji Jue's dog head to me?"

Rotten Ape pretended not to hear, bowed respectfully: "Honestly, the previous failure has caused me regret and annoyance for a long time. I have come to offer a strategy to defeat the enemy.

I only hope the Abyss Lord can overlook the past and heed my words!"

The face of the Abyss Lord looked down for a long time, then indifferently said:

"Speak!"

"...here?"

Rotten Ape paused momentarily, looking around at the desolate scene, suddenly asked: "I came together with Vina, with utmost sincerity, why does the Abyss Lord not even allow me through the door?"

It is unclear whether it was vigilance, or perhaps an instinctive suspicion, as if some kind of conjecture had arisen.

However, the flat and indistinctive voice revealed no meaning.

The Abyss Lord's gaze instantly turned cold.

As if suppressing rage, the icy gaze looked down.

After much time, it sneered coldly.

"Fine, then come in."

The Sea Abyss unfolded again, revealing endless darkness.

As if in a never-ending descent…

Having come numerous times before, Rotten Ape was slightly stunned, looking around, unable to see anything, everything shrouded in gray-black fog.

Only the stones beneath his feet faintly revealed cracks, as if ravaged by a storm.

Feeling the sinister gaze through the mist, Du Luojia's glance at Rotten Ape turned odd:

You did it on purpose?

With the blessing of Righteous Law, the divine eye power, even without the use of blessing, could still perceive the faint outlines of buildings through the mist, covered with damage, bearing scars of devastation.

It seems the loss in Luo Island was truly substantial, even affecting the Tyrant's domain, causing severe losses.

He glanced at Rotten Ape, offering a silent warning: It's quite generous they haven't ripped you, a dead monkey, apart.

So why do you bring up things best left unsaid?

Your true form isn't here, I came out of body, don't provoke the Tyrant and let me suffer!

Upon entering the dilapidated hall, the throne at the top of the steps was hidden within black mist, still thoroughly obscured, yet an almost tangible gaze issued forth.

Coldly watching them.

Speak quickly, fart quickly!

Rotten Ape seemed to have sensed his own impropriety and refrained from further verbosity, stepping back to let Du Luojia take the lead.

"Old monk Du Luojia, representing Wulou Temple's Upper Court, has come to not only purify the vestiges of Xiang State's Outer Path Guardian but also to offer aid to the Abyss Lord!"

"Just you alone?" The voice from the throne sounded disappointed.

"Certainly not."

Du Luojia smiled faintly, "The old monk is merely a representative chosen by fellow practitioners. Besides me, there's Xiu Feng and Blood Eye assisting; when the time is right, we shall join forces, and trivial Luo Island is no match, flattening Seven Cities will be a breeze!"

"Sounds nice!" The black mist sneered, "Wulou Temple has such a grand reputation, and yet only you, transcendent, have come. Badanta has died at that craftsman's hands, what worth are you?

Mentioning so many names, yet none appear, how is it there's only you?"

"This was my own decision."

Rotten Ape sighed, "Each faction and section has various complications, gathering everyone will take time. Moreover, Xiu Feng and Blood Eye are crude, lawless people, how could they be fortunate enough to personally come to Sea Abyss. Any conflict with the Abyss Lord is unfavorable."

Though speaking thus, it didn't prevent everyone from cursing inwardly.

You turtle descendant, shrinking to this extent, bringing only Du Luojia while still concealing faces; if a large crowd came, would you still dare show yourself?

Had it not been to gain the Abyss Lord's trust, he wouldn't even consider bringing Du Luojia.

"But surely there must be some head and plan?"

The black mist asked resentfully, squeezing out words through clenched teeth: "Ji Jue may be a usurping weed, but his talent and intelligence are truly astonishing, indeed a rare Ember talent, Federation backbone… ahem, and thorny in creation, with the Lou Family backing him.

What strategy do you two propose?"

"Abyss Lord need not worry."

Du Luojia laughed loudly and joined his palms together, eight peculiar contours vaguely emerging around him: "On this outing, the old monk specially invited the Good Abbot Dharma King, who sent the Eight Heavenly Dragons Guardians, with the certainty of purifying the Outer Path Ji Jue!"

"Oh?"

The gaze in the black mist seemed to brighten slightly, "What are the divine qualities of these Eight Heavenly Dragons?"