Chapter 3501
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Devouring Token (1)
Already prepared, Wild Song was not afraid of the crowd's questions.
He leaned his back heavily against the back of the chair and looked down with the eyes of a wild beast.
Being swept by his gaze was like being cut by a razor. Not only were the lively gazes of the crowd immediately suppressed, even True Monarch White Sun, who had been seething with anger a second ago, couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Wild Song's several hundred years of experience in Eternal Dust Tower told everyone that if they wanted to disobey him, they had to first weigh their own weight!
At this time, the wildly haired man sitting on the high seat of honor couldn't be bothered to answer. However, the more silent he was, the more oppressive and heavy the atmosphere became. In just a few moments, those who had been eager to try and question the leader all felt their lungs shrivel up and lose their vigor.
Only now did Kuang Ge retract his gaze and lazily leaned back in his chair. Although his eyes were half-opened, they still contained a chilling glint that made one shudder.
"I naturally have my reasons for bringing forward the struggle for the position of leader."
Wild Song's deep voice slowly spread through the entire Immortal Palace like the tide of the night.
"Because I heard that someone has been restless recently."
The moment Wild Song slowly spat out the three words "restless", Venerable One Thought's heart thumped heavily!
What?
Wild Song had already sensed his disloyalty?
His right hand subconsciously rested on the fishing rod at his waist, but as his heart thumped, he discovered that Wild Song's gaze had only lightly swept over his face, and then shot resentfully towards the blue sky outside the window.
"Hu Ming."
What came out of Wild Song's mouth was a name that greatly surprised all the Venerables of Eternal Dust Tower.
This person did not belong to Eternal Dust Tower, but every Immortal cultivator present had heard of his name like thunder.
Within the Evanescent Immortal Sect's Three Dream Heavens, there were a total of 999 transmission towers of various sizes. Eternal Dust Tower was only one of them, numbered 731.
Immortal Monarch Hu Ming was number 735, the leader of Sleepless Tower. Because of the conflict between Sleepless Tower and Eternal Dust Tower a generation ago, and even the generation before that, it had extended to Hu Ming and Wild Song. As long as there was an opportunity, the cultivators in front of the two Dao Preaching Towers would suppress and trample on each other to rise.
"But the sect hasn't issued any large-scale missions to explore the primeval universe or ancient ruins recently. Even if Swan Ming is scheming something, it has nothing to do with the current situation of our Dust Parting Tower."
The White Yang Lord, who had already spoken before, braced himself and asked again under the coercive gaze of Venerable One Thought.
Rolling his eyes at the White Yang Lord, Kuang Ge clenched his fists and snorted coldly.
"Devouring Order."
He was afraid that no one knew what was going on. After giving a simple explanation, Wild Song added, "When Swan Ming was randomly picking treasures in the Supreme Star Palace, he drew an extremely rare devouring token. Although he was very careful not to let the news leak, I still received the news a few days ago. Once this order is marked on our Dust Parting House, it will not be able to do so. Then, all of us will be forced into a defensive battle. And according to the rules, all of us will be in a passive position for the next seventy-two hours. And once the other party wins, the entire space of Eternal Dust Tower will unconditionally merge into Sleepless Tower. All of us who participate in the battle … will have a layer of cultivation removed! "
"Now, do you still think that it is an unreasonable request for me to bring forward the fight for the leader's position?"
Crossing his hands and placing them under his chin, Kuang Ge leaned forward and sized up the Immortal cultivators whose faces had suddenly turned sallow. The White Yang Lord's knees weakened from the shock of Kuang Ge's voice. Finally, with a thud, he fell directly onto the cold floor.
Yesterday morning, I took an injection, and in the afternoon, I brought my child for an injection. My mother, I queued at the epidemic prevention station for two hours, I nearly fainted.
(End of this chapter)
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