Chapter 1093: Ambitious

ying..." Shen Mengchen couldn't believe it, she suddenly stood up and glared angrily at the Third Elder: "You are all bad people, how could you be my father's subordinates And isn't Xuan Yue Valley ju..."Who are you Why are you here"

Chen Ping looked at the old man in surprise: "Have you been here for hundreds of years"

Although Chen Ping was a cultivator, he was still shocked that he could survive for hundreds of years.

"Haha, this Demon Suppression Tower was built specifically for me! I've been imprisoned here for hundreds of years. It's a pity that only a fragment of my soul is trapped here. Otherwise, this dilapidated thing wouldn't be able to hold me!"

"You have now learned my Holy Light Fist, you may leave here. It's just as well that this old man can go out with you!"

The old man laughed loudly.

"This Demon Suppression Tower has a barrier, I can't open the gate at all!"

Chen Ping shook his head and said.

“Just trust me, you only need to use the Holy Light Fist and withdraw all your spiritual power. That's how you can open the gate. Remember, only use the strength of your true self...”

The old man instructed Chen Ping.

Having said that, the old man slowly vanished.

"Oh... Oh..."

Chen Ping still wanted to ask the old man, what did it mean that he was the son of a dragon But he found that the old man had disappeared!

"Chen Ping, Chen Ping... wake up quickly, wake up quickly, please don't scare me..."

At this time, Gu Ling'er shook Chen Ping forcefully, her voice trembling!

Chen Ping opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground. Gu Ling'er was anxiously calling out to him.

Seeing Chen Ping wake up, Gu Ling'er finally let out a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death. You came up and started punching wildly, then fainted and babbled nonsense..."

Chen Ping slowly got up, frowned and tried hard to recall what had just happened.

"Could I have just been dreaming" Chen Ping felt it was unbelievable!

"What were you dreaming about" Gu Ling'er asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing!" Chen Ping shook his head. "Let's go!"

"How do we get out That door is sealed with a magical barrier, we can't open it!"

Guling'er asked.

"Come with me, let's try again!" Chen Ping pulled Gu Ling'er up and walked towards the base of the tower.

Meanwhile, Gu Kaiyuan sat on the balcony of a villa, gently swirling the red wine in his hand, his eyes fixed on the Town Demon Tower in the distance.

"It's been three days, I wonder if that guy Chen Ping is dead yet!"

Guy Kaiyuan gently took a sip of red wine.

At this moment, the steward Zhong Bo walked over and whispered to Gu Kaiyuan: "Master, Young Master Ning has already brought people on their way. As long as we hand Chen Ping over to Young Master Ning, our Gu family will have a chance to enter Beijing this time…"

"Well, once our Gu family settles in Kyoto, it won't be long before I become the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. By then, the entire martial arts world will obey my command..."

Gu Kaiyuan's eyes burned with intense passion, radiating boundless desire.

He was not content with just being a Northwest King. He tried every means to get his Gu family into the Kyoto Martial Arts World, all for the purpose of taking the position of leader of the Kyoto Martial Arts Alliance!

This guy's ambition is quite vast.

"Master, with the Demon-Subduing Pagoda, the position of Alliance Leader will be yours sooner or later. However, with the arrival of Young Master Ning, the secret of our Demon-Subduing Pagoda can no longer be kept hidden. What if they investigate our Demon-Subduing Pagoda then What should we do"

Zhong Bo reminded.

"Rest assured, only I can use this Town Demon Tower. Without me, it's just scrap metal in someone else's hands..."

Gu Kaiyuan smiled faintly, and said confidently.

………………

Within the Demon Suppression Tower, Chen Ping was walking down with Gu Ling'er towards the tower base!

They still don't even know that it's been three days outside!

Inside the Demon Subduing Tower, they only felt a few hours had passed.

Walking all the way to the exit, Chen Ping slowly clenched his fists as he looked at the heavy iron gate.ao Wujī saw that the leader of Dali seemed to be losing his patience, and his heart pounded constantly. Although Zhao Wujī's group outnumbered the five Dali leaders, if they truly started fighting, th...