My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

With just a slight stir of intent, deep within his mind, a starlight that had been deeply hidden was disturbed by Cheng Guang.

Suddenly,

A thought rang out in the depths of Cheng Guang's mind.

"Cheng, have you encountered danger? Hang on for a while, this old man will come right away."

The voice was incredibly aged, and even now it was panting heavily, tinged with a trace of vulgarity.

Cheng Guang heard this voice.

He recognized it immediately.

It was indeed Deng's voice.

But at that moment, he didn't know what Deng was up to, not daring to think or ask.

Cheng Guang used the life-saving method given to him by Deng.

Fortunately, Deng was reliable, and it was not only at Cheng Guang's moment of life-or-death that he could summon Deng.

Having received a response from Deng, Cheng Guang felt reassured and planned to let Deng test the waters with Zhou Qingxu first.

Years ago, it had been rumored that the deceased Zhou Qingxu had suddenly reappeared.

His cultivation and strength had reached the Second Realm of Sky-Man, and it was even possible that it was higher.

Such an existence had never before been heard of by not only Cheng Guang but also the entire Bureau of the Lamp and indeed the whole world.

If it weren't for Zhou Qingxu revealing himself now to help Great Yuan overthrow Great Zhou, Cheng Guang would still be unaware of the existence of such a person in the world.

A person who disappeared so suddenly and reappeared just as abruptly.

He was shrouded in far too many secrets.

His methods were likely very powerful as well.

Although Cheng Guang had the strength of Sky-Man, his foundation was too shallow; his Primordial Spirit's quality had improved, but its foundation had not kept up.

A genuine 'three-second real man.'

After executing a few techniques, his Primordial Spirit would be exhausted.

The depletion of the Power of the Primordial Spirit was much worse than the depletion of Qi.

It wasn't only about being mentally fragile and unstable.

It was highly possible that he would pass out immediately, and it might not even be certain that he would recover after sleeping for three days and nights.

So at this moment, facing Zhou Qingxu, whose depth was unclear, Cheng Guang would refrain from making a move if at all possible.

Letting Deng test Zhou Qingxu's true capability was a good idea.

Meanwhile, Cheng Guang was lost in thought.

Zhou Qingxu next to him, however, was becoming impatient.

He had planned to make Cheng Guang move first.

But Cheng Guang just sat there, drinking tea with a calm face, not sparing him another glance.

This kind of demeanor, as if Cheng Guang did not even consider him worth the attention.

Zhou Qingxu watched Cheng Guang, and at this moment began to doubt whether he was the fake Sky-Man, or if Cheng was.

Although he admired Cheng Guang's composure in the face of adversity,

Zhou Qingxu had to admit that seeing Cheng Guang's indifferent attitude, his normally nonchalant demeanor, had subtly changed at this moment.

Zhou Qingxu took a deep breath and after watching Cheng Guang calmly for a while longer, he finally spoke slowly:

"If you're not going to make a move, then don't blame me for bullying the weaker."

As soon as Zhou Qingxu finished speaking, the air beside Cheng Guang suddenly twisted like a liquid, forming a transparent vortex, and then with a thunderous roar, a huge head with indistinct features, covered in bloodshot eyes, emerged.

It howled, its gaping maw roaring at Cheng Guang.

Its eyes glowed like heated Black Iron, and the scorching breath from its open mouth made the air wave with countless invisible distortions.

As the enormous head bit towards Cheng Guang,

Below Cheng Guang's feet, unbeknownst to when, several sharp and pointed Ice Crystals, like crazy vines, grew out, piercing through the soles of his feet, into his bones, and immobilizing him in place.

Cheng Guang, watching Zhou Qingxu's movements and seeing the changes around him, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

This attack was so peculiar, it had an eerie feeling akin to facing those strange Worms.

Cheng Guang became vigilant.

This Zhou Qingxu, even if he was not one of those bizarre beings from Five Daos Mountain, must possess many of their techniques.

Just as Cheng Guang was preparing to act,

A voice full of vigor but slightly ethereal, echoed from the high skies.

"Cheng, this old man is here!"

The words fell from above.

It seemed as though an invisible sound wave emanated from the heights.

Upon hearing that voice, the huge head near Cheng Guang seemed to be assaulted by a terribly grating noise, howling in agony and reluctantly trying to retract back into the vortex of air.

And the white Ice Crystals, which were about to entangle around Cheng Guang's body,

Instantly exploded outward like a splattering, blooming as ice flowers.

Cheng Guang looked up at the sky, spotting a filthy figure not far from the deck of the Flying Boat, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Deng, good timing on your arrival."

Deng picked his teeth with one hand, chuckled with a sneer, and slowly stepped forward, landing on the Flying Boat.

"Of course, if it weren't for this old man here, you would've nearly died just now, you know?"

As Deng spoke, he also examined Cheng Guang.

He only looked at Cheng Guang for a moment,

Before Deng's expression changed.

"Something's wrong, Cheng, your cultivation... it's off."

Deng exclaimed in shock, and just as he was about to ask something,

He suddenly noticed something.

His gaze turned to Zhou Qingxu, not far from Cheng Guang.

Zhou Qingxu remained silent, surprised but not panicked by Deng's arrival, and simply waved his hand again.