Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"Those who block me will die!"
A terrifying ferocious bird flapped its wings. Everywhere it passed, people would be torn apart as it rushed into the entrance.
Dongli Chihuang passed through the crowd with the Great Wheel Sect's disciples behind him. No one dared to block his path when he unleashed his talisman.
Zhu Xue, Guo Ming, and the Profound Talisman Sect's disciples had already arrived at the entrance.
Chen Yan looked at the buildings in the distance with a fervent gaze. He also wanted to obtain the great fortuitous encounter of Jinlei Tensei.
Above Kyushu, the outstanding younger generation of the various peak factions had already rushed into the entrance.
Baili Wuya, Yue Zheng Tongxuan, Mu Qingge, Feng Wuxie, Mu Jianchen, and the others were all among them.
"Die!"
A ferocious beast was blasted apart and turned into a bloody mist. A youth walked out of the bloody mist. His eyes, which contained the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth, did not contain any impurities. They were clear yet bottomless as he stared at the vast buildings in front.
This youth's skin was as translucent as jade. His long hair hung on his shoulders, giving off a faint glow. He had a slender figure. As he stood there, he looked indescribably otherworldly, like a celestial being. No one in the surroundings dared to block him.
Not far away, there was a youth in snow-white clothes. Under his thick eyebrows, his eyes were like gurgling spring water. His temperament was as gentle as the wind. There was a bloody mist in front of him with many corpses lying on the ground, filled with demonic Qi.
This young man was very handsome. His nose was like a hanging gallbladder, his figure was straight, and the corners of his rosy lips were slightly curled up, making his temperament even more unrestrained. He murmured, "That item should be in the Divine Thunder Mansion."
"That is the Zither Demon, Shangguan Qi Xian. Don't provoke him. He is ferocious. He is not much inferior to Du Shaofu."
Many people in the surroundings looked at this youth in snow-white clothes and avoided him.
A woman quietly appeared in the air. Her skin was as smooth as jade, and there was a hint of pink in her snow-white skin. It seemed like water could be wrung out of her skin. A few attendants followed behind her. All of them were beautiful young girls.
"There should be some good stuff in the Divine Thunder Manor."
The woman's eyes were like water and seemed to be able to see through everything. The corners of her dress fluttered, making her seem like an otherworldly fairy. The corners of her mouth curled up into a wisp of a smile that was ethereal and gorgeous like fireworks.
Not far away in the void, Jiang Ruolin, Ninefold Spirit, Nameless, and the others all appeared in the sky. After pausing for a moment, they all rushed forward.
Outside the Thunder Rolling Mountain, there was a towering mountain peak. The space around it was distorted for no reason.
There were dozens of figures standing on the mountain peak. One of them was a yellow-robed old man whose eyes were filled with lightning. He was the Yin Lightning Old Man from the Devil religion. The dozens of people around him were all wearing hats and robes, making them look mysterious.
"Emissary, this Du Shaofu is growing stronger and stronger. Why didn't we make a move earlier?"
The Yin Lightning Old Man asked a figure wrapped in lightning in front of him. He didn't know why, but there was a real fear in his heart toward Du Shaofu. Every time they met, the kid's strength would increase by a lot. If this continued, sooner or later, he would reach a terrifying level.
"There are people from the Ancient Heaven Sect hiding in the dark. Xiahou Feng Lei, Ji Mo Ming Chen, and the Saint Array Prodigy are also there. We can't touch that kid now."
The lightning figure flashed with lightning and said, "Lord Moksha has already entered. When the time comes, he will naturally deal with that kid. The inheritance of the Jinlei Tensei is also something that must be fought for."
"The people of the Nine Great Clans are here, and the people of the Phoenix Clan are also here. I'm afraid it will be a fierce battle. Lord Moksha …"
"Do you dare to doubt Lord Moksha?!"
Amidst the fluctuations of the lightning, the lightning shot out, causing the Yin Lightning Old Man to shut his mouth and tremble for no reason.
"None of the younger generation above Kyushu knew that Lord Moksha would make a move. Otherwise, Lord Moksha would have already made a move. Only the juniors of the great clans in the Divine Thunder Manor are worthy of Lord Moksha making a move. However, even if the strongest juniors of those great clans came, Lord Moksha would not feel much pressure."
"Lord Moksha is naturally extraordinary."
The Yin Lightning Old Man nodded embarrassedly and asked, "Emissary, what about Xiahou Feng Lei? He is also at the front."
"Xiahou Feng Lei has already stepped into the Nine Star Realm. Currently, Ji Mo Ming Chen and the Saint Array Prodigy are also present, so they cannot make a move. However, they will not be able to jump around for long. Once the other experts of the sect are done with their tasks, none of them will be able to escape."
The lightning figure looked at the Yin Lightning Old Man and said in a stern voice, "You better pray that Lord Mo Sha will be able to successfully retrieve the Silver Sifting Soul Devouring Lightning. Otherwise, you should know the consequences."
The Yin Lightning Old Man was shocked when he heard the words. He naturally knew the rules of the sect.
… … …
"Charge …"
The crowd was still rushing towards the entrance of the Divine Thunder Manor. The young beasts of the Beast Race were crazily fighting each other.
Bang Bang Bang!
With a low muffled sound, someone made a move. It was a drunk middle-aged man with messy hair. He looked like a drunkard, but with every move he made, lightning flickered, and he killed several middle-aged men.
"Who are you? How dare you attack the Heaven Saber Sect?"
On one side, the last peak Martial Revered Martial Artist was protecting the hundreds of young disciples behind him. His eyes were filled with shock. He did not know why the drunkard had suddenly appeared and attacked them. He had killed them swiftly and cleanly!
"I just want to remind you that my son's father is still alive," the drunkard said softly.
The drunk middle-aged man softly opened his mouth. When his voice sounded, his body had already appeared in front of the perfect peak Martial Zun in an incomparably ghost-like manner. A lightning palm gently landed on the top of his head.
"Bang!"
The lightning exploded and wreaked havoc. The middle-aged man did not know what was going on and was killed in a daze. He died with his eyes wide open.
After killing the peak Martial Honorable middle-aged man, the drunkard left. He did not attack the young disciples of the Heaven Saber Sect. He did not even look at them.
The young disciples of the Heaven Saber Sect were dumbfounded. They could not recover from the shock for a long time.
Many people took deep breaths. They had no idea where this drunkard came from, but his strength was so terrifying. The fact that he could enter the Divine Thunder Residence was enough to prove that he was not old.
… … …
"The precious medicine, 'Golden Soul Herb', is enough to refine pills of the perfect Honorable Grade and above."
Below a withered cliff, a rich golden glow lingered. Du Shaofu plucked a stalk of Spiritual Herb that was emitting a golden glow.
"Not bad, not bad at all."
Du Xiaoyao was not far away. She was stuffing a piece of black rock into her mouth. Crunching sounds could be heard as she chewed.
"That's Ten Thousand Years Lightning Iron, a material that can be used to refine weapons. Du Xiaoyao, you're such a wastrel." Du Shaofu felt his heart ache. The rock that Du Xiaoyao was eating was definitely a treasure.
"I found a Spiritual Herb too."
Not far away, Du Xiaoqing also plucked a Spiritual Herb. It was rich with energy, and she immediately stuffed it into her mouth.
Scarlet Roc, Blue Fantasy, Star Swallowing Star, and Little Tiger were not willing to be left behind. They stuffed the Spiritual Herbs they found into their mouths first.
"Wastrels, a bunch of wastrels."
Du Shaofu was heartbroken. He immediately stored the Spiritual Herbs around him into his Qiankun Bag.
Whoosh, whoosh …
Many figures landed on the top of the withered cliff. They were the young disciples who had entered the Divine Thunder Residence.
"It's the Demon King, Du Shaofu. Let's go, don't provoke him!"
Someone realized that it was the Demon King, Du Shaofu. Since he was already here, he did not dare to fight for the treasure. He immediately nodded and smiled apologetically. He then left in a hurry.
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