Jin’er dragged the string of heads, step by step, out of the black gate.
The thick smell of blood was emanating from these heads.
She stepped through the gate, her gaze casually swept around, and then accurately landed on Gu Sheng hidden behind a broken wall, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"Come out, Gu Sheng."
Her voice was hoarse after the battle, yet still clear and pleasant to the ear.
Gu Sheng slowly stepped out of the shadows, his eyes swept over the string of heads in her hand, which made one’s scalp tingle, and finally settled on her face, his gaze as sharp as a knife.
"Where is Xiao Beixuan?"
Jin’er casually tossed the rope with the heads to the ground, making a dull thud.
She spread her hands, her tone regretful, yet absolutely controlling.
"That guy, slippery as an eel. Despite being gravely injured, he still managed to forcibly activate three ’Ancient Great Shift Talismans’ and escaped right under my ’Nine Nether Soul Locking Seal’. However..."
She shifted her tone, casually kicked the two heads with the strongest aura on the ground with the tip of her foot.
"The last two loyal dogs by his side didn’t manage to escape.
These two heads are my... pledge to you. How is it? Sincere enough?"
The heads of the two King Realm experts, like two bloody seals, rolled in the dust of the ruins.
The frozen expressions of horror silently narrated the brutality of the battle and Jin’er’s ruthless methods.
The stench of blood in the ruins was so strong it made one nauseous.
The string of heads Jin’er casually discarded was like the fruits of hell, rolling among the ashen debris.
The two heads of King Realm experts, while now silent, still held a lingering oppressive aura that was heart-pounding.
Gu Sheng’s gaze was like the most precise probe, scanning over those two heads.
He keenly sensed that the violent True Yuan and resentment lingering within the heads were tightly sealed by a very delicate, cold-suppressive energy, seemingly dead but actually containing terrifying destructive power.
He looked up at Jin’er, his voice calm and steady.
"Sealed? It seems you’re also quite injured."
A barely noticeable ripple passed over Jin’er’s pale face, quickly turning into a cold smile.
"That waste Xiao Beixuan, in a deathbed retaliation, did not hold back.
Within him, he hid a wisp of the Venerable Ming River’s incarnate power! He detonated it at a crucial moment, almost capsizing my boat in the ditch."
Her eyes flashed with lingering fear, quickly replaced by deeper hatred.
"If not for that, his head would also be here right now!"
She suppressed the turbulent Qi-Blood, stared directly at Gu Sheng, her gaze resolute.
"I destroyed the sacrifice, killed his dogs, and forced him to reveal his life-saving trump card. The old ghost of the Nether River will never let me go! Gu Sheng, I have no way back. Let us join forces, kill the Nether River! After it’s done, the East Desolation will no longer have this scourge, and both of us can take what we need, how about it?"
Gu Sheng silently watched her.
The strength, ruthlessness, and the deep-seated hatred Jin’er displayed against the Nether River could not be feigned.
The two heads of King Realm experts were the best pledges.
He slowly nodded.
"Agreed. I see your sincerity."
"Good!"
A flash of sharpness crossed Jin’er’s eyes.
"The Venerable Ming River’s true form is suppressed by an Ancient Forbidden Technique, limiting the power he can wield. But he’s as cunning as a fox, his lair is hidden, and heavily fortified. I need time to enhance my strength and to find a way to completely annihilate him.
I plan to go to the Central Province, to seek the old forces of my mother’s lineage."
"Central Province?"
Gu Sheng’s eyes slightly moved.
"What a coincidence, I also need to make a trip to the Central Province."
"Oh?"
Jin’er raised an eyebrow.
"That works perfectly. But, I need to make some preparations. You..."
"I need to first return to Great Wilderness City, to settle some old matters, to fulfill a promise."
Gu Sheng interrupted her with an undeniable tone.
"Six months. Within six months, I will return to the East Desolation, to join you in executing the Nether River."
"Six months..."
Jin’er pondered for a moment and nodded.
"Good! Six months it is! I will leave a contact seal in the Central Province; you will know how to find me then."



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