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Chapter 602

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Zuo Qingcang's only regret about Derrick's death was that he couldn't get his martial arts experience.

After all, the martial arts of the Western Continent were completely different from that of the Central Plains. Zuo Qingcang was especially curious about body mutation, visualization, and cultivation methods in the realm of gods.

This kind of cultivation method that could transform oneself into a god or a monster must be very profound.

However, it was just a pity. After all, Zuo Qingcang had too many things to cultivate. Not to mention Taoist techniques, just the martial arts of the Central Plains and the suppression of the Six Desires Demon Sealing Scripture had already taken up more than 60% of his energy.

As for the progress of the organization's integration, Zuo Qingcang was also a figure before he crossed over. Now, his strength had greatly increased, his brain was developed, and his will was as firm as a rock.

Through his series of means, such as integration, suppression, and disbandment, as well as the continuous display of power, enticement, and promises over the past few days, the originally fragmented Atlantis was gradually united, at least in terms of the leaders of the upper class and the upper class.

Relying on the hostile detection of his left eye, he got rid of a few spies and members with bad intentions. After that, the entire Black Dragon Mountain Range was thriving.

Zuo Qingcang then discussed with Ji Nanxian and Shen Anan about their future development on the West Coast. He asked them to continue to lurk and develop their forces to expand their influence. Then, he called the Telekinesis Commander and the Taoist from the Huo Palace and asked them to set up a new company together. They used the funds he brought to collect a large amount of materials, develop channels, and recruit people.

It was equivalent to developing underground forces under the nose of the Empire. This would allow Zuo Qingcang to take over more quickly when he swept across the New Continent.

Next, he found Ah Yue, Zhu Bang, and Feng Hou to reform the structure of the Resistance Army. He used money to buy weapons from the Da Qi State, Kunlun, and the black market to train soldiers.

Of course, Zuo Qingcang also put forward his own guiding ideology. After all, he was very experienced in the construction and combat of modern armies. He was also a master of Taoist techniques and martial arts. He had his own understanding of collectivization, small-scale, and large-scale battles.

After doing all these, Zuo Qingcang let them do as they pleased. After all, he had so many things to do, and it was impossible for him to do them personally. Therefore, he did not bother about them personally and once again focused his time on the cultivation of his martial arts and martial arts.

After all, the foundation of a force's development was still his own strength.



At the highest peak of the Black Dragon Mountain, above the sun.

The weather today was a little cold, and the entire Sun Peak was surrounded by a layer of clouds.

Zuo Qingcang sat cross-legged on top of the sea of clouds, watching the wind and clouds change in front of him with an inexplicable expression on his face.

After passing the second stage of Ten Earths Immovable, his willpower and mental fortitude once again increased greatly. However, because he had been busy with various matters during this period of time, he still hadn't tried to use his increased strength to suppress and devour the third avatar's personality.

But now that everything had come to an end, he had the time and energy to do this.

Right now, he was trying to suppress the third avatar, whose willpower was relatively weaker than the others.

It was Dio.

Zuo Qingcang, who was sitting cross-legged on the clouds, had one of his eyes that was extremely cold, as if he was in hell without any vitality. His other eye was filled with madness, as if he was an evil spirit that had crawled out from hell.

As his brain fluctuated intensely, the blood vessels on Zuo Qingcang's cheeks and neck throbbed intensely. His entire face alternated between green and red.

Terrifying mental radiation spread out in all directions with him as the center. Hints of ice shards started to condense on the ground of the Sun Peak, and the temperature dropped crazily at a speed as if it was diving into the water.

At the beginning, Mo Wuyun, who was his personal bodyguard, was still standing ten meters behind Zuo Qingcang. However, as the struggle in Zuo Qingcang's mind became increasingly intense, the uncontrollable power kept on spreading out, and Mo Wuyun's face turned increasingly pale.

Fear, darkness, and despair kept on shrouding her heart and soul. Even the ground under her feet started to freeze, and the speed of her blood flow slowed down under the corrosion of the cold air.

She could only back off again and again unwillingly until she was over 800 meters away. It was only then that she was able to rely on her Dharma Characteristic level mental cultivation to fend off Zuo Qingcang's power radiation.

'What terrifying power. Is this Sir's true power?' Mo Wuyun let out a deep sigh and realized that the air she exhaled had turned into an obvious white color.

'Just the power that is spreading out from his training has such an effect. If he can't control it normally and just stands there without moving, I'm afraid that no living creatures within a few kilometers will be able to survive.'

Mo Wuyun shivered and stood there quietly, guarding Zuo Qingcang while he trained. Theoretically speaking, Zuo Qingcang did not need her to guard him at all. Her role as his personal bodyguard was to pass down orders and assist him in various aspects.

After waiting for a few hours, the temperature in the air was getting lower and lower. Large patches of ice and snow had formed on the ground. Even two hours ago, it had gradually started to snow.

In the laboratory, Ah Yue pulled out the wires on her body, put on her clothes, pushed open the window, and looked in the direction of the mountain top. "It's … snowing?"

Ji Nanxian walked slowly on the mountain path and stretched out her delicate white hand, feeling the snowflakes falling on her palm and then slowly melting.

Shen Anan followed behind her and complained, "What kind of weather is this? Why is it suddenly snowing?"

Ji Nanxian raised her head and looked in the direction of the mountain top. She did not know when a snowy cloud had gathered.

"It's not a natural change. It's Teacher's doing … "



Back at the mountain top, Mo Wuyun's face was getting paler and paler. After a few hours of waiting, not only was it snowing in the air, but there was also a strong wind blowing continuously. Even with her physique, she could feel a chill coming from her bones.

However, it seemed that Zuo Qingcang's cultivation had been successful. Although it was still snowing, the temperature was gradually rising.

Half an hour later, the wind stopped and the snow stopped. Mo Wuyun's consciousness was already somewhat confused. She had been frozen for too long, and her blood circulation and internal organs had begun to weaken.

However, a warm feeling slowly surrounded her. Her long eyelashes trembled a few times. Just as Mo Wuyun was about to wake up, she felt a strong hand pinching her chin.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and a charming male face appeared in front of her. She immediately recognized the man in front of her as Zuo Qingcang. However, the expression on his face and the current movements were something she had never seen before.

"Sir …"

"Don't talk." Zuo Qingcang pressed a finger on Mo Wuyun's delicate lips, and his body slowly approached the other party.

Seeing the charming male face slowly approaching her, Mo Wuyun did not dodge or hide. When she was selected as Zuo Qingcang's personal bodyguard, she was already mentally prepared in this regard. However, at this moment, she still could not help but blush.

A warm feeling surrounded Mo Wuyun, and an unprecedented throbbing rushed into her heart.

"Cough cough." At this moment, a clear cough came from behind Mo Wuyun's head.

The warm feeling slipped away from Mo Wuyun's body, and Zuo Qingcang closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had already regained his clarity, and the side effects of Dio's personality were dispelled.

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