Chapter 805: A Trashy Place

"No way!"

"If two-thirds of the territory is gone, the Nine Realms can no longer be called the Nine Realms," Elder Zhen said with a grim expression.

"You'll change your minds."

Bai Jun smiled faintly, the "Nine Realms Compendium" in his hand turning to ash. With a wave of his hand, a powerful force was unleashed.

Elder Zhen and the others on the spirit boat immediately felt an irresistible force pushing them off the boat.

After landing, a voice transmission echoed in their minds.

"I'll be waiting for you to come find me next time!"

The voice was filled with unwavering confidence.

"Dammit!"

Chen Xian and the others had dark expressions, clenching their fists tightly, their faces filled with unwillingness.

"Elder Zhen, what should we do now?"

Xiong Tian couldn't help but ask.

"Let's return to the alliance headquarters first," Elder Zhen said, looking exhausted as he led the group away, their spirits clearly broken...

Shadow Island.

Yi Feng, who was active at night and rested during the day, had no mind to deal with anything else.

In the courtyard.

A jar of medicinal wine sat by the window, untouched.

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Two.

Three.

Four.

Four heads peeked out from the door crack.

"Ba ba ba ba..."

Inside the wine jar, a skull's jaws moved up and down, clearly excited.

Seeing this, the four sneaked in quietly.

"Shh!"

The dog raised a paw, signaling to the others behind him.

The others nodded and followed the dog to the edge of the wine jar.

"What do we do, Brother Dog?"

The Nightwind Centipede whispered.

"We need to find a way to get Big Brother out of the wine jar!" the dog said with a serious expression.

"But how?"

The Nightwind Centipede couldn't help but ask.

"Should we just smash the jar?" Milk Agent asked naively.

"Smash your sister!"

The dog jumped up and gave Milk Agent a smack on the head.

"Are you out of your mind? This is a jar our master made himself. If you break it, do you want to die?"

"Besides, could you even break it?"

The dog scolded.

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Milk Agent scratched his head, laughing awkwardly.

"Alright, alright, it's impossible to get Big Brother out under the master's nose. We'll have to steal the whole jar."

The dog whispered, using his front paws to pick up the jar while standing on his hind legs, tiptoeing out of the courtyard.

"Let's go, hurry!"

Once out of the courtyard, the four of them bolted.

"Where to, Brother Dog?"

Spirit King scouted ahead, calling out.

"Anywhere, just get far away first."

"Got it."

The group flew off, not even knowing how far they had gone, until they reached a desolate wasteland.

"This place is good, let's stop here."

The dog quickly called out, then set the jar down. The four gathered around, brainstorming.

"I'll try to pull him out."

The dog gritted his teeth, reaching into the jar with his paws to grab the skull and pull it up.

But the skull was just the right size for the jar's opening, and with the dog's paws in the way, it was impossible to pull out.

After much effort, the dog finally gave up, sweating profusely.

"Brother, there's only one way now," the Nightwind Centipede said. "We have to pour out the master's wine first, then we can tip Big Brother out."

"Good idea!"

The dog snapped his fingers, and the group got to work, pouring out the wine.

Soon, the aroma of wine filled the air around the wasteland.

"Hmph, this trashy place has nothing interesting at all."

Not far away, Zhao Gu casually killed two passing cultivators, his face filled with impatience as he flew by.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

A strong scent of wine reached his nose.