Chapter 59

The plan conceived yesterday could not be carried out without the support of these good-for-nothing elders. One must know that aside from the twelve tower masters whom he appointed directly, many of the elite core figures within the tower, including their combat strength, were not truly loyal to him.

After a full two hours, the six dormant children finally finished absorbing the token colors of all the corpses, and descended together before Bai Yuxuan.

Nan Xi had already decided that once she finished explaining everything to Qi Jingqing this time, she would tell him about her origins from the modern world.

She then added as if struck by a sudden thought: "There is one more favor I wish to ask, also for the sake of the Dew of Frost Pill. Before my primordial spirit is restrained, I wish to take three Dew of Frost Pills so that my primordial spirit can secretly cultivate within my body. Even if I cannot retrieve my destiny soul tablet by then, once my cultivation period is complete, I will still have a chance at liberation through corporeal detachment."

"How about that? Are you shocked, surprised, and unexpected?" Shangguan Wan'er said happily, as if her own thoughts had been confirmed.

He emerged into the world like the ancestor of all demons; he stood like an peerless god of slaughter, his dual pupils tranquil yet emanating boundless pressure.

Zhang Wuneng and Huo Kun were stunned at first. Afterwards, though they did not understand why this murderous imperial spirit showed not a shred of excitement upon hearing such an order today, they still followed suit.

From deep within his left chest cavity, a surge of black qi emanated from the inside out, and the moment that spreading black qi escaped, it immediately triggered terrifying changes.

Who could have imagined that Qi Jingqing, who always maintained a demeanor of keeping strangers at a distance, could possess such a tender and warm side.

This mission was bound to involve unknown perils, and improving his movement technique would grant him an extra sense of security.

After weathering this storm, the construction project of the Heaven-Suppressing Pagoda became plain and uneventful. With a steady daily loss of eighty thousand to one20,000 artisans, the Heaven-Suppressing Pagoda surged upward at an average rate of two hundred to two hundred and fifty miles per day. Twenty days later, the pagoda finally pierced through the first layer of celestial gale winds.

Generally speaking, the use of an axe involves chopping or cleaving, moving from top to bottom and from high to low. However, the Wind-Breaking Reverse Axe is precisely the opposite; it requires the wielder to move from bottom to top and from low to high, hence the name reverse axe.

"Uh, I'm not entirely sure either, but I can be certain that it is indeed the life force extracted to set up the heaven-defying formation—perhaps it was sent into the nether hell!" Teng Longfei shook his head somewhat awkwardly, and then said with a certain tone.

For anyone below the Seven-Star Mystic Realm, this Dao Pill was undoubtedly a divine elixir that accelerated cultivation. Of course, the price of such a Dao Pill was also exorbitantly high; at least, even if Lu Xu pooled all his current wealth, he probably wouldn't be able to afford even half a pill.

The reason Iron Fist Village was given this name was because most of the villagers knew a thing or two about fist techniques. While they could not be considered highly proficient, and their cultivation realms were not particularly advanced, it at least allowed them to strengthen their bodies and gave them a certain capacity for self-defense.

"We must... resolve this... all at once!" To Li Ziming's surprise, it was actually the golden giant that spoke. With eyes blazing with divine light, looking at the vague, drifting figures in the distance, it said intermittently.

This was war. A true, destructive war—a war aimed at the annihilation of an entire ethnic group and nation.

"How is Feng'er?" Qin Siyan asked softly as she gently took the infant, glancing at the quieted room with a look of concern.

Ji Longfeng's expression was gloomy. Gripping a bloody saber, he leaped from his horse's back, and then a fierce blade radiance fiercely slashed downward toward Lu Xu below.

Lord Sirius said nothing, simply turning his back and rowing his boat toward the Milky Way. Suddenly, the murmuring flow of river water and the tinkling sounds of falling droplets could be heard, resembling the chords of a cascading, melodious string instrument.

Lord Sirius said, "Then why do you call him 'uncle' with such intimate familiarity?" As he spoke, he finally raised his eyes to look at Xuan Chu.

At this moment, Bai Tiao finally understood why his older brother had insisted just a moment ago that he must apologize. His brother must have perceived something, which was why he had been so firm.

Though it remained unclear how a whale shark—belonging to the shark family—had caught the eye of an orca and won its special favor, the fact of the matter was precisely that.

He didn't mention how, when he had first arrived and didn't know how to tell them apart, he had mistakenly eaten a poisonous fruit that caused severe abdominal cramps. Fortunately, there was no threat to his life, but ever since then, he had never dared to casually pick and eat wild fruits again.

Before long, a hurried figure arrived. Upon seeing Xu Genbao, he immediately approached with a smiling face.

Listening to their conversation, Wu Sanxing looked out toward the pitch from inside the tour bus and indeed saw no Chinese fans appearing here.

Upon first hearing this news, Lin Xiahe's eyes flashed with fury as she violently smashed the cup on her table onto the ground.

Meng Hui knew that from this moment on, Twenty-Seven was no longer cooperating with her out of momentary impulse or a desire to destroy Yelu with his life; for the sake of Yana and Karly, he would be unshakeable and far stronger.

Nian Fu thought to himself: Even if that poisonous scorpion had attained sentience, its poison shouldn't be this difficult to resolve, right? How could it even run off to some Qingxu Phantom Realm to recuperate? Could it be that it had suffered some sort of internal injury?

Brother Fang looked to be at least a hundred and fifty or sixty pounds. Sitting in the chair, he never expected that someone could kick him over with a single blow.

"This is the first time I've heard of such a place," the Dragon King of the West Sea offered his perspective.

On the night he was pursued and hunted by the experts of the Evil Clan, he had no idea how far he had run. Ultimately, Ling Yetong had led that fellow toward the direction where the Demonic Source might exist.

Although the convoy escorting Burton had vanished from sight, they had repeatedly analyzed the route the enemy had taken when retreating after the incident. At this hour, they were still within range for pursuit; any later and it would be too late.

The pistol remained clutched in his hand, but he could find no opportunity to fire at all—he barely even had the chance to raise his arm.

"Rice porridge? Is there rice porridge?" Several young men tried to struggle to their feet, but they had no strength left.

Hearing his words, I nodded excitedly. The Yin-Yang wood I brought back had been taken away by my second uncle to be crafted into a magical artifact, and I had no idea when I would be able to retrieve it.

Because no breath was inhaled into his nose, Liu Chen instantly burst into a fit of violent coughing. Following this bout of severe coughing, Ling Qingyue was overcome with wild joy.

"The two of them are actually major generals; their pay must be extremely high. Once the fighting stops in the future, they'll have it easy!" Ma Xiongkui said with a hint of jealousy.

Zheng Xian's mental power might be invincible against ordinary human soldiers like those of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., but when encountering spellcasters belonging to the same mystical side, its effectiveness was greatly diminished.

Tears shimmered in Lin Yinwan's eyes. This blind date, meticulously arranged by her father, only allowed Lin Yinwan to see her own heart more clearly. Lin Yicheng had witnessed all the hardships she had endured over the years, and his heart ached deeply for this child.