Ever since Lu Li learned that he was a disciple of the Lu Family, he wanted to come back. He and Lu Ling dreamed of going back to the Mystic Armor City and finding powerful warriors of the Lu Family to save his parents.
From the Di Long Tribe to the Wu Ling County, then to the Thousand-island Lake, to the Central Plains, to the Wicked Sorcery Mountain, and then to the Gargoyle Mountain and being hunted down by the Song Family …
Lu Li had gone through a lot of hardships and narrowly escaped death to get to the Mystic Armor City.
However …
The Lu Family was different from what he had imagined, and the Lu Family members were even more different.
They were of the same blood, and they were his closest family members. His big grandpa, uncles, cousins and many other family members with the same blood were here.
But the way the family treated him disappointed him. What happened this time had hurt him to the core.
Lu Li was fine, but they set up a trap for his aunt, a girl who was already badly wounded.
The Lu Family was not what he wanted. The smell of the Mystic Armor Mountain made him uncomfortable as well.
He didn't feel at home here. Instead, he had to be on tenterhooks every day, in case someone set him up or set him up. Now, he missed the Northern Desert!
There, he was free. He was the leader of the most powerful force at the Northern Desert. The Northern Desert was like a cage, just like the prison he was in right now.
Therefore, being exiled was better than being locked up here for the rest of his life.
Of course, Lu Li would not wait helplessly. If he had the chance, he would find a way to escape.
Lu Ling was missing and he couldn't ask anyone for help about Lu Renhuang. There was no point in staying at the Lu Family. Instead, he felt aggrieved and depressed here.
Lu Lin and Lu Hongyu wanted to say something to comfort Lu Li but they couldn't. They looked at Lu Li for a while and then left, shaking their heads.
The moment they left, Lu Hongyu suddenly looked back at Lu Li. Looking at his young and stubborn face and his starry eyes, she had an idea — maybe the way the Lu Family treated Lu Li was the worst thing they had ever done …
…
For the rest of the time, the Mystic Armor Mountain was peaceful and so was the city.
The patriarchs of the External Clan were satisfied. Patriarch Eight, Patriarch Four and Patriarch Five wanted to do something but there was nothing they could do.
The Eighth Elder went to see the Grand Supreme Elder, but the latter refused to see him.
Patriarch Eight understood as well. Great Patriarch was the Great Patriarch of the Lu Family. Even if he was partial to Lu Li, he could only stay silent and watch from the sidelines.
Once he did something, the already unstable Lu Clan would become even more unstable.
One day, two days, three days, four days!
What Lu Hongyu and Lu Lin expected didn't happen. Lu Renhuang didn't show up and Lu Zhengyang didn't wake up. There was no turning back.
On the fifth day, Lu Li and the other three were escorted to the Iron-armored Ship.
Patriarch Ten, Lu Tianhe, Patriarch Feng and another patriarch of the Human Sovereign Realm were escorting Lu Li to the Omen Island with 10 warriors at the peak of the Noble Lord Realm.
Lu Feixue had calmed down. She didn't say anything. She put on a mocking smile. Lu Fenghuo and the others didn't show up. Only Patriarch Eight, Patriarch Four, Patriarch Five, Lu Hongyu and Lu Lin came to see them off.
Of course, there were some disciples of the Lu Clan who didn't show up.
They stood in the alley, in the yard, gazing at the Iron-armored Ship in silence.
Lu Li was still tied up by the Demon Trapping Chains. He stood on the deck, looking at the buildings on the Mystic Armor Mountain and the endless buildings in the city. Suddenly, he laughed out loud, "Ha, ha, ha, grandpa, I am sorry that I can't even see you.
If I can make it out alive, I will flatten the Mystic Armor Mountain and kowtow to you as an apology! "
Patriarch Four, Patriarch Five and Patriarch Eight looked at each other, speechless. They wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.
After all, the three of them couldn't do anything for Lu Li. It would be pretentious of them to say anything.
"Let's go!"
Lu Tianhe pulled a long face. He was afraid that Lu Li would say more outrageous things. He told someone to fly the Iron-armored Ship to the south.
At the same time, a warrior at the peak of the Noble Lord Realm restrained Lu Li. If Lu Li said anything else, the warrior would cover his mouth.
Ming Yu was calm. His life was saved by Lu Renhuang. He wouldn't complain even if he had to die.
Yu Huashen was anxious. He was only Lu Li's slave and he was about to lose his life.
But what could he do?
What could he say?
If he said anything, he would be killed right away.
The Iron-armored Ship flew away and disappeared into the sky at the south. Patriarch Four, Patriarch Five and Patriarch Eight's eyes dimmed down. They looked guilty.
If Lu Zhengyang woke up, they wouldn't know how to explain to him.
…
The sun was burning. The City of Mystic Armor was getting further and further away. Somehow, Lu Li was in a better mood. It was as if he had broken free from the prison and the sky was clear.
He glanced over to Lu Tianhe, Patriarch Feng and the other Human Sovereign Realm warrior. He frowned, trying to figure out a way out.
Clearly, the three patriarchs were on Lu Zhengtan's side. Otherwise, they wouldn't be escorted here.
If it were just several warriors at the peak of the Noble Lord Realm, Lu Li could fight back. Little White could bite off the Demon Trapping Chains easily. Lu Li could take action at any time.
But there were only three Human Sovereign Realm warriors. Lu Li didn't have the mood to do anything.
Human Sovereign Realm warriors had Force Field. Once the Force Field stopped him, he could only wait for death.
Lu Li and the others were escorted into a cabin where five warriors at the peak of the Noble Lord Realm were guarding. Lu Li couldn't ask Lu Feixue about the Omen Island even if he wanted to.
The Iron-armored Ship was not large but it was as fast as a large Iron-armored Ship. Clearly, it was specially made.
Lu Li asked a warrior at the peak of the Noble Lord Realm, "What is your name?
Can you tell me how long it will take to get to the Omen Island? "
The Noble Lord Realm warrior showed no emotion. He answered after a pause, "Two days."
Lu Feixue shook her head, seeing that Lu Li was about to ask something else. She forced a smile and said, "Lu Li, don't ask. It is pointless. We have to go into the island and fight.
Whether we can survive or not will depend on our luck. I am sorry to have dragged you into this … "
"Aunt, don't talk about this."
Lu Li moved closer to Lu Feixue and said with a smile, "Trust me. I can walk out of the Wicked Sorcery Mountain and so can the Omen Island."
But Lu Li didn't ask any more questions. Lu Feixue had hinted to him that they could not escape on the way. They had to fight on the island.
Lu Li had always been decisive. He didn't waste any more time. He sat down with his legs crossed to recover his strength and energy. He would think about it when they arrived at the Omen Island.
The journey was peaceful. After all, this was the Iron-armored Ship of the Lu Family. Who dared to mess with it?
Lu Tianhe and the others had been sitting in three cabins nearby. They didn't rest or cultivate. Instead, they were on guard.
They were not afraid that Lu Li would make trouble, but … Lu Renhuang!
Lu Lin and Lu Hongyu were right. Lu Fenghuo had been suspecting that Lu Renhuang had come back.
Lu Li was just a decoy. One Human Sovereign Realm warrior was enough to send Lu Li to the Omen Island. Now, there were three, just in case Lu Renhuang tried to kill them.
Time moved on. The Iron-armored Ship had crossed hundreds of millions of miles. Finally, night came.
Lu Tianhe and the others were more careful. They used psychic power to check the surroundings at all times. They would be alarmed at the slightest movement.
"Buzzing ~"
Right at that moment, a surge of psychic power came from the mountain down below. It was like a boulder was thrown into a calm lake. That surge of psychic power spread out like surging waves and locked onto everyone.