Ch 442: Bishui River
“It’s merely a Profound Connection Realm cultivator. Being able to escape to here from our hands is something to be proud of, unfortunately….”
Huang Tian coldly watched Li Hanzhou, who had fainted and fallen into the river.
Then, his words were only halfway spoken.
The originally calm river suddenly became incredibly turbulent.
As if a boulder had been thrown in, it stirred up waves.
As Li Hanzhou fell into the water, the moment his robes became wet, the water surface was like a blood-basin mouth, instantly forming a huge whirlpool.
The whirlpool appeared without warning beneath Li Hanzhou, accompanied by a strong suction force, swallowing the unconscious Li Hanzhou.
All this happened in an instant.
“Leave him!”
Four people attacked together!
But their actions were still a fraction too slow; Li Hanzhou, at the center of the whirlpool, had already disappeared, leaving only ripples.
“This damned Bishu River!”
Huang Tian and the other three’s faces changed drastically, each flashing a trace of anger.
The Bishu River was an ancient river that existed before the Western Ting Demon Race was established. This river is very vast, running from the northernmost part of the Western Ting to the southernmost part. The area where the Bishu River flows has become countless branches, making the Bishu River almost fill every part of the Western Ting.
It was because of this Bishu River that their Western Ting Demon Race, although somewhat desolate, was not uninhabitable. With an inexhaustible water source, they could rely on this Bishu River to survive. Calling this river their mother would not be an exaggeration.
However, the Bishu River is quite magical, always unexpectedly undergoing profound changes; sometimes the tide surges, sometimes whirlpools appear repeatedly. When the Bishu River is angry, even Demon Saint strong persons cannot resist it. The Bishu River seems to possess magical power, and thus many bizarre legends have been born.
Li Hanzhou, who was swallowed, now had no aura.
Huang Tian and the others did not expect that, just as they were about to capture this Human Race genius Sword Immortal, the Bishu River carried him away. Li Hanzhou disappeared before their eyes.
“Perhaps he hasn’t gone far.”
Zang Yue reacted at this time, looking into the distance: “Let’s split up and search.”
The others nodded.
The next moment, they began to search near the Bishu River’s course. But even when they flew into the air, using their domains and respective Spirit Treasures to investigate, they still couldn’t find the slightest trace of Li Hanzhou nearby.
Gradually, dusk approached, and none of them had found any trace of Li Hanzhou, and each of their hearts grew heavier.
Letting Su Nianyi escape was one thing, but if Li Hanzhou also escaped, what would become of their faces as Four Great Demon Saints? Such a young Human Race Sword Immortal posed too great a threat to the Demon Race.
“No matter the cost, we must keep him in the Western Ting!”
Huang Tian looked at the other three and said, “Being swept away by the Bishu River, the chances of survival are slim, but we cannot let our guard down. We must find Xiao Han, dead or alive!”
Xuan Hu smiled slightly and followed, saying, “Then let’s issue orders to all the other tribes, using all the power of our Western Ting Demon Race, to release a wanted poster for Xiao Han. I believe it won’t be long before we have news.”
“Let’s do it that way.”
Kuang Shi and Zang Yue nodded.
Although the Western Ting is vast, with the influence of the Four Great Demon Saints, finding a person, let alone a mosquito, would not be a difficult task.
They weren’t overly worried that Li Hanzhou could escape the Western Ting alive. After all, Li Hanzhou had been severely injured by them. Even if he had luckily not died in the Bishu River, recovering his strength and leaving the Western Ting would not be an easy task.
In the Western Ting, the Demon Race has the final say!
After discussing the plan, the Four Great Demon Saints immediately used their Spirit Treasures to contact their respective tribes, urging them to quickly produce wanted posters for Li Hanzhou, posting them everywhere, and notifying the other tribes to use their strength.
They ordered them to go to the various areas along the Bishu River to investigate.
At the same time, they ordered the tribes residing on the border of the Western Ting to strictly guard against the risk of Li Hanzhou sneaking out.
A vast net was thus cast over the Western Ting.
At the same time.
Dragon Court.
Crown Prince’s Mansion.
Li Hanzhou, sitting quietly in the room, suddenly opened his eyes, his face becoming extremely serious.
After his clone had an accident and fainted, his mind on that side also fell into a state of deathly silence and darkness; he could see nothing and hear nothing, and could only choose to return to his main body.
The Eastern Imperial Palace, which had always guarded the safety of the Human Race in Dongyan Province, was exceptionally sacred and inviolable in the hearts of all.
But such a sacred place had actually appeared with Demon Race spies.
Li Hanzhou recalled in his mind what happened when he met Wei Dongchen. He remembered everyone present, but after recalling the scene, he still couldn’t determine which of these people was the spy.
“Being able to hide in the Eastern Imperial Palace shows some skill.” Li Hanzhou even thought the spy might not be among those few.
Luckily, it was only a clone that went to the Western Ting; otherwise, he would have fallen for it.
Fortunately, Su Nianyi escaped.
He wasn’t worried about whether Su Nianyi could successfully leave the Western Ting.
Although Su Nianyi was slightly injured, she had the Jing Yuxianting in her possession. With her strength, even if she encountered other Demon Race members on the road, even if she encountered two Demon Saints working together, they couldn’t stop her. Besides, the Demon Race didn’t have that many Demon Saints with nothing better to do.
As for his clone, if nothing unexpected happened, it was probably already dead.
Without even discovering a trace of his main body, he had wasted a clone, which made Li Hanzhou feel a little heartbroken.
Although he had the guide for making Jinghua, the materials required were extremely precious. He had only managed to gather enough for one, and if he wanted to make another, it would probably take a very long time.
Just as Li Hanzhou was pondering.
A footstep came from outside, followed by Pang Wang’s voice.
“Your Highness, your subordinate has something to report.”
“Come in,” Li Hanzhou came to his senses and replied.
Pang Wang entered the room and said with clasped fists, “Your Highness, the craftsmen have followed your instructions and have completely mastered the essentials, and have produced three thousand qualified products.”
His tone was extremely excited.
If all the commoners in their Divine Palace could use these honeycomb briquettes, Li Hanzhou, who was responsible for this matter, would surely gain the approval of all the commoners and receive unimaginable prestige.
“Good.”
Li Hanzhou nodded and said, “Go and recruit more craftsmen, the more the better, and then let these craftsmen who have already learned to make honeycomb briquettes teach the newcomers, allowing them to master this skill as well. At the same time, we can begin mass production of honeycomb briquettes.”
Let’s leave the clone aside for now, but the honeycomb briquette matter must be handled quickly.
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