Chapter 881: Ripping Space And Time Apart

Chapter 881: Ripping Space And Time Apart

"It's indeed the Emperor! You've solved a big problem for me. I've been looking for this gang of robbers for ages. I hate it when others touch my money. But, it is hard to look for them and take revenge since I'm blind," The voice was very low as if he was brewing laughter from time to time. "However, don't you find that the method you used to make me appear is way too bloody?"

Baili Jia Jue looked back in an indifferent expression on his face. A man appeared behind him, wearing a Chinese traditional costume smartly. Although he was walking in the desert, there was no dust on his clothes. It seemed to be totally blind with his eyes closed, accompanied by his long eyelashes. The bird that perched on his shoulder appeared to be spiritual as it looked daggers at him in hostility.

Other than the bird, there was a little one following behind him. The little one had dark circles below his eyes and was carrying a huge bottle gourd on his back.

The little one was not a stranger to Baili Jia Jue. He was the ghost baby that once followed Jing Wushuang.

However, he was not interested in the reason why the ghost baby followed this man.

Baili Jia Jue looked at the man with his darkened gaze, "Where is she?"

The communication between brilliant people never required a lot of utterances.

Boss Pei smiled, "I need to predict. Even for nature's mystery, it could only be predicted when the anomaly appears."

Upon hearing that, Baili Jia Jue laid his eyes on the Bodhi that was carried by the ghost baby. He looked down and removed the black gloves on his hands with his teeth. Then, he bit his fair wrist. The purest blood of Tian Dao dripped on the root of the Bodhi. "You can predict now, don't you?"

Boss Pei was blind, but he was well-aware of things more than those who could see. "I thought the Emperor is a person who could not tolerate his love rivals at all."

"Indeed, I do not want to see him," Baili Jia Jue twitched his thin lips coldly, running his eyes through the Bodhi tree casually, "So Boss Pei, you'd better have the news that I want now."

Boss Pei did not mind to be threatened. His slender finger pointed at the bird on his shoulder.

He opened his eyes slowly when the bird flew away.

Innumerable power formed thin and long threads as his eyes opened. The threads floated in the air and assembled together, interwoven into a vast and ancient imprint.

It was just like the gear of time operating rapidly to make predictions.

The demons around could not sustain this power at all, as a result, their faces became distorted.

However, Baili Jia Jue only focused on the man's calculation.

Finally, he caught his desired information!

Where is this place?

How can houses be built higher than Tian Dao?

What is the type of large birds that fly around?

Why did she have things like this by her side?

Could it be...

There was a tremor in Baili Jia Jue's pupils. He recalled the words that Helian Wei Wei told him a long time ago.

She had mentioned before that she was not the true Eldest Young Lady of the Helian family.

Instead, she was a cloud of the soul from the millennium later...

"She has returned to where she belongs." Boss Pei closed his eyes and the calculation came to a halt. "Obviously, that place does not belong to the Divine Mainland."

Baili Jia Jue retracted his gaze, "No, that place belongs to the Divine Mainland too. It is the Divine Mainland a thousand years later."

Boss Pei did not deny it. Apparently, it was also included in his calculation, "That's all I can do for you. After this, I need to help the ghost baby to wake his master up. As for the trade this time, please remember to appoint someone to send the money out of Exorcist City. There will be someone coming to collect it."

Fire Qilin laid his eyes on the silhouette that disappeared in the desolate desert. Deep down, he felt faintly uneasy about it.

The Divine Mainland after 1000 years?

How can my Master go there?

Must he really wait for a thousand years to reunite with Princess Consort?

Master may not have enough patience to wait till then.

It is even hard to tell what will exactly happen to the princess consort within so many years.

A thousand years - his passing of time was terribly murky even to them.

It was too long that ordinary people could not accept it at all.

There were ways to reach a thousand years later. Perhaps going to the Netherworld and reincarnating as a human would take a thousand years.

However, that method was not suitable for its Master at all.

Furthermore, no one knew the exact location of the princess consort, and the exact year was not confirmed either.

The King of Hell was the only one who could travel through time in the Netherworld. This was a characteristic that even the Grim Reaper did not possess.

Upon thinking, Fire Qilin fixed his gaze at Baili Jia Jue's facial expression subconsciously.

The face was covered by long hair that cascaded down loosely. Only his scarlet eyes that appeared like the blood sea in hell that had been cleared, where layers of bloodiness rippled could be seen.

"A thousand years?" Baili Jia Jue put down his hand which was holding his face earlier. He chuckled, his hoarse voice indulging in his devilish and potent nature, "Did they really think that they can stop me?"

"Master," Fire Qilin stared at him worriedly.

A bigotry gold started to appear in Baili Jia Jue's eyes. Innumerable dust rose under the strong wind. The wraiths from the dead city that were buried underground were sucked into this unknown power!

The Netherworld shook vigorously, more turbulent than ever.

Large rocks fell from the first hell to the eighteenth hell. Even the reapers could not stand and fell into the Sea of Blood.

The son of the King of Hell was looking into the mirror when his head was hit and became swollen. He slapped the ground angrily and stood up. "What's going on? Why can they just let me style my hair peacefully! What's wrong with the human world?"

His father would always pass the buck to him and fiddle around!

"You, Your, Your Highness," The judge crawled out laboriously, raising his head. "Someone, someone set up a Blood Formation in the human world!"

Blood Formation?

The King of Hell's son who was adorned with a handsome face was dumbfounded. He did not bother about combing his hair, instead, he stood up promptly. "It must be the Great Demon King! He must have found Phoenix! Isn't the Blood Formation a formation that can rip space and time apart? I want to follow him!"

"Your Highness, dangerous, it's dangerous!" The judge risked his life to put his arms around the waist of the King of Hell's son.

The King of Hell's son kicked him off aggressively. "It is not dangerous at all! I'm not the one setting up the formation anyway! In case it works, perhaps I can track Phoenix by following the formation and go to modern times. Don't think my father can prevent my love for Little Hook by placing me in ancient times!"

The judge could not hold back His Highness at all. If it were not for the Grim Reaper who appeared at the door in time, the King of Hell's son would have run away!

"You will only be treated as a sacrificial offering if you tag along." Grim Reaper stood at the doorway with a black notebook in his hand. He reached out his hand as he moved his glasses upward, "Don't forget about your physique, Little Seven."

The King of Hell's son swore in a low voice with his extraordinarily malicious face, "According to what you meant, does it mean that the human world will be completely wrecked off soon?"