Volume 1, Chapter 28: A First Alliance Unites to Withstand the Wicked Gale
The fissure continued to widen, resembling the maw of a gargantuan beast poised to devour, exhaling an aura of suffocating darkness.
Witnessing the actions of Li Tian, his parents, and all the other passengers, Lin Qian dared not stand out as a target; she could only obediently surrender her cash, mobile phone, gold rings, necklace, and earrings.
"Let’s just wait here for a while," Li Tian said. He sat down in a cross-legged position, eyes slightly closed, sensing the primordial energy of this realm.
The first level of the pagoda was vast, filled with countless treasures. Even various divine abilities could be found on this level, all arranged with meticulous precision.
Xiyan Prefecture was the westernmost of these thirty-two prefectures, and Xiyan Eleven was undoubtedly the eleventh pioneer territory of Xiyan Prefecture.
This Martial Emperor had reverted to his original form, a rhinoceros-like creature resembling a unicorn. He let out a dull roar, pinned to the ground, utterly unable to move.
"Who did this?" The Beauty Fiend King looked toward the Wealth Fiend King with alluring eyes, her voice cold and detached.
In short, now that the master’s cold affliction has been completely eradicated, there is not a shred of concern left. If the master wishes to overthrow the nation of Dongling, even if it lies across the sea, it is merely a matter of time.
After all, the Ancestral Fire is no ordinary treasure; once the existence of such an item is revealed, the top powerhouses of the entire Qingchuan Great World will be stirred to action.
Because Mu Yanran had completely fallen out with Mu Liusu, and given that Mu Liusu had addressed her directly as the Crown Princess that one time—no longer treating her as a sister—she spared no shred of kindness now.
The voice of Zhang Shaozhu’s mother remained as gentle as ever, devoid of even a hint of reproach. Yet, the more she acted this way, the more distressed Ye Qing felt. He felt increasingly guilty toward Zhang Shaozhu’s mother, Ye Wei—his own aunt—as well as Zhang Shaozhu’s father, his own uncle Zhang Yingjie.
Liu Meiquan stood outside his courtyard, staring at the mobile phone in his hand, lost in thought. Shortly after, he picked up the device and made several calls.
Afterward, specialized butchers would slaughter the animals, conduct inspections, and finally, people could collect their shares by presenting their assigned numbers.
After all, the Divine Soul Heavenly Technique is a supreme cultivation method on par with the Great Dao itself; how could it be easy to master?
However, if he were to reach the Celestial Human Realm, things would be different upon entering; he might even illuminate this entire gloomy world, dispelling these dark, sinister auras.
Furthermore, it would have been very difficult for Xu Tian to enter the central region originally. At the very least, the fierce beasts below that could have fought him were all intimidated by the terrifying aura of the black-clad man above, and dared not move. This allowed Xu Tian to approach the forbidden area of the central region unimpeded.
It was just that Ye Chu was still far, far away from that realm—so far that even with his current strength and level of cultivation, he could not even perceive it.
However, due to special circumstances, they were ineligible to serve as sect leaders. To be precise, Zhang Shaozhu’s ascension to the position of sect leader was a case of treating a special situation with special measures. Nevertheless, Zhang Shaozhu’s rise to the position was a case of the latecomer surpassing the veterans; at the very least, among the internal staff, not a single person voiced any opposition.
Gao Fei’s brow furrowed, his expression turning grim. The situation before him left him deeply uneasy. If things continued like this, something might go wrong. After all, this was Liu Yifei’s territory; if a conflict were to erupt, Gao Fei and He Hentian would certainly be the ones to suffer.
He picked up the phone and answered. Upon hearing the news from the other end, the expression on Father Chu’s face, previously filled with ease and joy, darkened ever so slightly.