The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1068: There is a City in the Sea

Chapter 1068: Chapter 1068: There is a City in the Sea

Members of the Golden Family such as Jin Yuanba, as well as Kunlun Jiang Wudi, Mount Shu Zichuan, and Shenxu Jiangchuan, went in first.

Whoever entered earlier had the advantage.

Following them were the South Yangtze Four Sects and the unlucky Disciple Yi Qingyun, with Lin Daoyi of Mount Mao giving Long Fei a cold glare.

This time, he was the main force tasked with executing Long Fei.

After they went in, Long Fei, holding Wang Xiaoya’s hand, entered with Chu Feng and the others.

An old man watching from the side frowned and said, "Young man, this hobby of yours isn’t good, is it?"

"What?"

Long Fei reacted after a moment, and as if he had touched an electric wire, he quickly let go of Wang Xiaoya’s hand.

Damn, this was a big misunderstanding.

Isn’t she his daughter? Couldn’t the old man see that?

After everyone had entered, the Domain Gate closed behind them.

The old man sighed, "I hope you all can come back alive!"

The last time the Domain Gate opened was a thousand years ago.

At that time, the old man was still young and had entered the Secret Realm alongside his fellow Sect members.

Of the hundreds who went, they were all gifted talents who had cultivated to levels others couldn’t reach at such a young age.

But from that trip, only about a dozen returned.

The old man was fortunate to survive, but had been gravely injured and had since been barely living while guarding the Domain Gate in the Imperial Palace.

In the spatial passage, the Laws roared and tore at them like ocean waves, forming white walls of light on both sides.

Even Long Fei, who was skilled in the Space Law, couldn’t help but stagger and almost lose his balance, spinning forward with the rotation of the spatial passage.

He steadied himself and held Wang Xiaoya tightly in his arms.

The others weren’t so composed, as they screamed and tumbled inside.

This time, the journey seemed to be even longer than the trip to the Southern Barbarian State.

Plop, plop, plop!

A series of splashes sounded, and a strong gravitational force made Long Fei’s body sink downward; he summoned the Space Law beneath his feet and in a flash stabilized both himself and Wang Xiaoya.

Chu Feng and the others emerged from the water, cursing loudly, "Damn, that was too freaking thrilling, way more intense than a roller coaster."

Murong Chong’s head appeared as he leaped out of the water, looking around and saying, "Is this the sea?"

Long Fei glanced around; this world was gray, and in every direction, there was nothing but sea water.

The Spiritual Energy was thin, even thinner than Earth’s.

The sea’s water was gray, dead and lifeless, showing no signs of vitality.

The last trip to the Southern Barbarian State had taken almost the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

This time, Long Fei estimated it would take about two hours.

In such a spatial passage, the distance covered in half an hour could probably reach Mars.

"And the others?"

Wang Jie’s head popped up as he stepped on the water, first using his Essential Qi to dry the water on his clothes.

Their clothing was made of the genuine silk from the Demonic Silkworm Tribe.

Light and warm, impervious to cold and heat.

What he cared most about were the disciples from the major Sects, fearing they would be beaten up by these people before even having a chance to find an opportunity.

Long Fei smiled and said, "Don’t worry, although these people have formed an alliance, they all have their own schemes. Having just arrived here, they’re likely to prioritize seizing opportunities over troubling us."

Wang Jie, Chu Feng, and Murong Chong nodded, temporarily relieved.

Everyone had originally wanted to look above for any islands and continents, only to find out that they simply couldn’t fly at all.

The Heaven and Earth Laws of this world were bizarre, with the gravity being at least a thousand times stronger than that of the outside world.

Long Fei regretted aloud, "If only I had brought the Azure Hawk Brigade with us, now all we can do is walk on our two legs."

Wang Jie laughed and said, "Big brother Long, that’s quite a coincidence. What do you think this is?"

Two pairs of black wings sprouted from his back, fluttering like giant eagles for a moment.

"Physique Refining Refiners?"

Long Fei and Chu Feng were momentarily surprised.

Wang Jie explained, "Our Wang Family ancestor had the Golden-Winged Great Roc Bloodline within him. He once followed King Yu to conquer the world, known far and wide as the Roc King. Look at this, the bloodline has diluted generation after generation, now even the wings have turned black on me."

Murong Chong said in astonishment, "The Iron Eagle Guards of the Imperial Court, what’s their relation to your ancestor?"

Wang Jie replied with pride, "Ah, it’s a bit embarrassing. The Iron Eagle Guards were founded by my ancestor. But he was foresighted, had his descendants withdraw from it. That organization...it made too many enemies."

Long Fei recalled Ji Wanyu mentioning that the Iron Eagle Guards were similar to the Brocade-clad Guards, both the eyes and claws of the Emperor, specially designed to deal with Princes and Dukes.

He wasn’t interested in studying history now and asked Wang Jie to fly up and scout the situation.

Wang Jie nodded, his wings flapped once, and he flew high into the sky.

Long Fei and Chu Feng also had ways to fly up, but it was too exhausting on their spiritual power, and there was no need.

As for Long Fei, merely stepping on the sea surface allowed him to leap three to four hundred meters high.

Chu Feng pulled out a special cigarette, lit it and handed one to Long Fei, sharing another with Murong Chong.

He shook one in Wang Xiaoya’s direction, "Want one?"

Wang Xiaoya laughed, "Can you guys be serious? While he’s up there working hard, you’re down here enjoying yourselves. That’s just not right."

Chu Feng took a drag on his cigarette and laughed heartily, "It’s not our fault, who asked him to grow wings? Let the capable ones work harder eh!"

Long Fei, smoking, reached out with his spiritual power in all directions, studying the Laws of this world.

It seemed like a strong force had forcefully destroyed the vitality here.

The surrounding Laws were chaotic and might take tens of thousands of years to rebuild.

This discovery appalled him, wondering what kind of force could shatter the order of a space’s Laws, the mere thought was terrifying.

Wang Jie, wings fluttering, quickly descended from the sky, excitedly pointing in one direction and yelled, "Over there, about a hundred thousand meters away, there’s a large city."

He noticed Long Fei and the others smoking something strange and curiously asked, "What’s this?"

Chu Feng handed him a cigarette, tricking him, "This is Spiritual Medicine; light it up and it can fend off the miasma of this world."

"Really?"

Wang Jie took it with delight, complaining with a laugh, "You have such good stuff, why didn’t you bring it out sooner? I was almost suffocated by the miasma up there."

Chu Feng lit it for him, and he took a hard drag.

A plume of smoke went down his throat, causing him to choke until tears streamed down his face, and he cursed while holding the thing, "Damn, this smoke is even more choking than the miasma!"

Long Fei and the others laughed loudly, asking him, "What kind of city is that in the distance, are there any people?"

Wang Jie shook his head, "It’s too far to see clearly."

Chu Feng complimented him, "Not bad, being able to see a place tens of thousands of meters away, almost up there with Clairvoyant."

Wang Jie said, "The Eagle Tribe bloodline is just like this, the eyes can see especially far. This is nothing, it’s said that my ancestor could see from Chang’an City all the way to the Southern Border State with one glance. If only I could do that, standing in the sky above Chang’an City and still enjoying the beauties of our Southern Border State."

"A bunch of improper fellows!"

Little Ya laughed until she couldn’t close her mouth, finally understanding what birds of a feather flock together meant.

Except for Murong Chong, Long Fei and the others were birds of a feather.

"Let’s go, time to work!"

Finishing their cigarettes, Long Fei gestured to set off.

He wasn’t worried about Zichuan, Jiang Chuan, Jin Yuanba, and the others getting there early, as this world was not ordinary, and the opportunity here wasn’t going to be easily claimed.

Otherwise, the geniuses ahead would have taken it long ago; why would it be left until now.