Chapter 167: Visiting Shimotsuki Village

Regardless of her obsession with money, Nami's professional skills were truly impeccable, and her navigational charts were extremely precise.

Naruto distributed copies of the charts, instructing the scout robots and the Uchiha ninja to follow Nami's maps and reconnoiter the entire surrounding sea area.

Moving with swiftness, precision, and efficiency, the scout robots wove through the crowd like busy bees.

Meanwhile, relying on their outstanding ninjutsu and sharp insight, the Uchiha ninja...

Clutching the quilt, Leng Qianxue timidly looked up at Leng Litian, her distinct black-and-white eyes brimming with tears, as if they were about to overflow at any moment.

Refining medium- and high-grade items requires a long time and intricate techniques; if even the slightest error occurs in any step, failure is certain. Conversely, low-grade spiritual artifacts take a short time to forge with much simpler methods, making success easy to achieve.

"What! You even thought of that?" Hearing this, Ye Yu almost jumped in shock, retreating step by step as his mind raced to figure out a way to escape.

Looking at Xuan Long's wilted state, which resembled a frost-bitten eggplant, Sang Mo glared at Ye Yu with blazing fury in his eyes, while Bai Lian'er and Xiao Xiao stared at Xuan Long in complete bewilderment, wondering what would happen next.

"You don't just hop into a police car casually." With that, he glanced at Ma Zhongliang, who was driving.

Putting the child in her arms down, she smoothed a strand of damp hair clinging to her cheek, and stepped onto the narrow mountain path that could only accommodate one person at a time.

"Are you catching a cold?" The young man pulled his bowl away from the teenager, casting a disgusted look at the adulterated dish.

Yier still wore a puzzled expression. "So, Lord Bai, have you become stupid? Things like this sound rather foolish." Yier rolled her eyes.

"Useless moves." Enel, capable of elementalization at any moment, completely disregarded such attacks. Doflamingo also wore an evil smile, as he certainly did not believe he would give anyone the chance to repeatedly strike the exact same spot.

Hearing Luo Yixuan's words, Eric widened his eyes and stared at her in disbelief.

"Bitch!" Facts proved that Ji Xiaorui's cultivation was still lacking; after only a few exchanges, she was defeated and began cursing wildly without restraint. In fact, she wanted to resort to violence too, but just as she picked up the baseball bat leaning against the stool, a figure suddenly loomed large before her eyes.

He had also sent people to investigate privately, but this man named Xia Tian seemed to have dropped out of the thin air, leaving no trace of his past.

Di Chongxiao said, "I am more aware of this than you are, which is why I have the confidence to kill you. A three-on-one fight is not merely three people attacking simultaneously. Shuangyan, Sister Huan, if the opportunity arises, don't hold back—just kill me along with him." As his voice fell, he rushed within a step of Zong Er using the Flying Lightning Step, unleashing a Thousand Thunder Flash with both fists.

Those were inverted cone-shaped buildings, resembling tombs, scattered across a desolate wasteland in utter silence, creating a spine-chilling sight.

The Elder Brothers of Xuanming broke out in cold sweat, dripping with perspiration and looking utterly horrified. It was unclear whether their shock stemmed from Mihwan's overwhelming power that forced them to bend over without even touching them, or from the terror of his intent to thoroughly investigate the matter.

The underlying meaning of the words was not hard to grasp. If so many high-realm God Destroyers were to perish at once, the consequences would cause the demonic factions within the region to lose all restraint and expand unchecked, ultimately triggering a catastrophic God-Destroying War.

Marquis of Xinyang, Liu Gui, was around forty years old, of medium build with a square face, a yellowish complexion, large eyes, and a beard half a foot long on his chin, giving him an imposing and majestic air. The Marchioness, née Dou, hailed from the Empress Dou clan; she was slightly plump and possessed an extraordinary aura of wealth and nobility. After exchanging pleasantries with Wang Yun, their attention shifted to Diaochan.

After a short while, Di Chongxiao returned. A moment later, the pearl-mother flower completed its pearl formation. Di Chongxiao entered the boundary to retrieve the mirror-formed spirit pearl, left the boundary, and tossed it toward the empty tomb. The dark divine light threads reappeared, entangling the mirror-formed spirit pearl and pulling it back.

Gradually, night fell, and the living beings coming and going on the streets noticeably dwindled, with shops closing one by one, yet Mo Li and his party continued to walk leisurely behind Yu Bai.