Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 484 You guys, have really annoyed this king! [2 more - s]

Chapter 484: 484 You guys, have really annoyed this king! [2 more Chapters]

The girl stood straight with her back, holding the Cold Sword, showing no intention of retreating even slightly.

Even as she advanced, several wounds had appeared on her body.

Blood gushed out, but it was quickly washed away by the rain.

Yet Ye Wanlan continued to walk forward step by step, and her pace was even quickening.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess!" The voice of the Qingyun Pendant was now tinged with a cry, "Let’s go back, Your Highness!"

Ye Wanlan did not utter a word.

Actually, three hundred years ago, she was mostly under the protection of others because she could not gather her Inner Strength, doomed to not fully cultivate ninety-nine percent of Martial Arts.

The only Qinggong she could learn was used merely for retreating.

Many people wanted her life, and some died to protect it.

This lifetime, she had Inner Strength and could cultivate any Martial Art she had seen in her previous life.

The lives of the people of East Desolate City were behind her, how could she possibly retreat?

"Overestimating yourself, still stubborn!" The elder felt his dignity and authority challenged, "Indeed, People of Shenzhou are all hard bones!"

So hard that one wanted to break that bone, bend that spine.

The elder had no choice but to withdraw the oppression on the ships, focusing his full attention on dealing with Ye Wanlan.

That was exactly Ye Wanlan’s objective.

She couldn’t kill the person behind the scenes in a short time; she could only force him to retract.

Ye Wanlan glanced back at the ship that had once again stabilized, then slowly withdrew her gaze.

She shifted the sword to her left hand, and with her right hand, she opened the zither case.

Naturally, there was also a zither in the case, yet this zither was ordinary, not the Primordial Lost Sound Zither.

"Zeng!"

The zither music burst forth instantly, and the offensive began!

The next second, the rain that was falling like rivers was suddenly cut through!

"Heavenly Music Method!" the elder’s pupils contracted, "People of Lin Family?"

But when did the People of Lin Family ever send their own members to the Penglai Observatory to study Art and Method?

The elder furrowed his brows.

Right now, he didn’t want to confront the People of Lin Family, as he was not clear whether Yunjing Lin Family held a strong hand.

And the Heavenly Music Method was one of the supreme Martial Arts of Shenzhou.

The Ninth Layer of Heavenly Music Method naturally had the power to break this technique.

What if, Yunjing Lin Family had kept an ace up their sleeve, and someone had already cultivated to the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Music Method?

East Desolate City was far from Yunjing, and the Five Great Families were unlikely to intervene, which was one of the reasons they were confident of victory.

"Youngster, not bad at all, considering the sake of your ancestors, this old man will spare your life today." Avoiding the sonic attack, the elder scoffed, "Leave quickly; this matter doesn’t concern you."

Intelligent people know that knowing how to protect yourself is the optimal solution.

Ye Wanlan remained silent, her fingers moving so fast they left only afterimages.

"Zeng-Zeng—!"

The zither music was fast and urgent, forming sound waves that could attack and defend.

"Zeng!"

The zither music suddenly peaked, all sound waves converging and heading straight for the elder!

"Sizzle—"

A blood hole was punctured through the elder’s shoulder by the sound waves.

The physical strength of an Art Practitioner was indeed inferior to a Martial Cultivator, and intense pain swept through his body in an instant, causing the elder to utter a scream of agony.

This gave Ye Wanlan another opportunity to attack, with the zither music spilling forth.

"Zeng!"

"Zeng-Zeng—"

The elder’s reaction was extremely fast; he first resisted the incoming sound wave attacks from all directions, then began to heal his wounds.

"Heh heh..."

The elder’s breath was rough, his face extremely unsightly.

He had previously underestimated this young girl, completely unguarded, only to be wounded by a young girl.

What a great humiliation!

Through gritted teeth, the elder squeezed out his words: "Heaven has a road; you did not take it. Hell has no gate; yet you invite yourself. Very well, old man will fulfill your wish!"

"Boom—"

The torrential rain showed no signs of stopping, and the clouds were so dark they seemed ready to drip ink.

At the same time, two fighter jets were flying from the Global Center towards the East Desolate of Shenzhou.

Christine truly didn’t care whether those two jets would return intact, nor did she care about how much money she would lose.

She was a businesswoman, selfish too, her only concern was for Ye Wanlan’s safety.

"Miss Kristin, we’ve got news," the young deacon reported respectfully. "The ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ crew did not disclose their whereabouts, but a passerby took a photo of them filming in East Desolate City related to King Qin Hua Yingyue."

A change came over Christine’s face.

Oh no.

It was unexpected that ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ was filming a new episode in East Desolate City, and the timing was such a coincidence.

Far off at the Global Center, Christine started to feel antsy.

She trusted Ye Wanlan’s abilities greatly, but she also knew very well how dangerous a task rated A by the Supernatural Affairs Office could be.

On the computer desktop, there was a task list just forwarded to her by the Supernatural Affairs Office.

[Task]: Level A (with a possible chance to advance to S level, currently at 20%)

[Location]: Shenzhou, East Desolate City

[Maximum destruction level]: City

[Warning! Warning! This task must be undertaken by a team of eighteen people, no one less!]

The Supernatural Affairs Office was so cautious and serious, showing that the situation was indeed beyond their control.

And up to now, she could not reach Ye Wanlan at all.

Christine steadied her mind and opened the chat group.

[World’s Richest]: Yeh Xingli, can you contact YN sister?

[Crazy Scientist]: Can’t connect at all. There’s been a huge change in the magnetic field. I can’t even detect East Desolate City’s presence with my office computer.

[Cultured Person]: ?

[Cultured Person]: What do you mean you can’t detect East Desolate City’s existence? Speak clearly!

[Crazy Scientist]: Simply put, the magnetic field has become powerful enough to warp space, isolating East Desolate City from the outside world. Unless you go there in person, there’s no way to contact anyone inside the city.

[Cultured Person]: If that’s true, isn’t YN sister also trapped in the city? Have the Ghostbuster Bros reached East Desolate yet?!

By now, the outside world could no longer detect East Desolate City’s existence, and those who had left the city could not return because of the pouring rain.

This city was doomed to be destroyed by this storm.

"Can’t we enter? Really can’t enter?" The director’s face was pale. "Miss Ye... she hasn’t come out yet!"

Rong Yu kept dialing Rong Qi’s mobile number, but it just wouldn’t connect. He broke out in cold sweat all over, his heart filled with restlessness.

What do we do?

It wasn’t just Ye Wanlan; Yan Tingfeng and Xing Yue were also missing.

Right now, they had no information on the whereabouts of the three.

Rong Yu had no idea what to do; for the first time, he hated that his talents were not high enough to have predicted today’s disaster.

Now, what should be done?

**

"Phew—"

Ye Wanlan spat out a mouthful of blood, the cold brought by the heavy rain seeped into her bones, making even her shiver.

Her inner strength was almost exhausted.

"Little girl, I let you go before, but you didn’t leave. You insisted on meddling in this matter," the elderly man said, shaking his head sadly. "With your talent, if you don’t die today, your future achievements will surely surpass mine."

At that, a deep fear and killing intent filled his eyes.

This woman was no ordinary person; she could not be allowed to remain.

"What a pity, you had to interfere," the old man chuckled scornfully. "Do you think trading your life for a hundred others is worth it? Let me tell you, it’s useless. Sooner or later, your Shenzhou will fall into the nightmare of a war among thousands again!"

Ye Wanlan’s expression turned cold; she pulled back her Zither, leaving only a sword in her hand.

She slowly held her breath, focusing the last of her inner strength into the sword.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess!" exclaimed the Jade Luan Pin, seeing her action. "Your Highness, you must not!"

Having once followed Xie Linyuan, how could she not know what move Ye Wanlan was about to use?

"Oh? Can’t hold out any longer?" Looking at the fresh blood flowing into the water from Ye Wanlan, the elder sneered. "Then this old man—"

"Hey."

A third voice sounded at that time.

"You guys, have truly angered this king!"