Chapter 1817: The Smiling Sun Sword Lord

The Seat of Mahakala.

This is the center of the Great Dark Sky Domain, one of the Twelve Extreme Domains of the Fallen Immortal Realm.

Extreme Domains are unique landforms of the Fallen Immortal Realm; the spiritual energy of the entire Great Thousand World is not evenly distributed, nor scattered in small clusters, but rather the vast majority converges within the Twelve Extreme Domains, creating cave heavens and blessed lands far surpassing those of ordinary Great Thousand Worlds, with spiritual energy and Daoic resonance so abundant they are beyond imagination.

As the elders of the Fallen Immortal Realm have passed down, only sects possessing an Extreme Domain can be called Immortal Sects.

Extreme

But faced with the unexpected Zhang Liang, at this moment, he was quite glad he had been somewhat conservative and kept two thousand young and strong men by his side.

However, the three holy relics left by the Forebear possessed great power, helping the Dark Walkers persevere through the most difficult times.

Although the guests are fickle and may well forget Chunfang Tower in a few days, it does not matter; Zhang Yi was determined to make a stunning debut. Since the last reorganization turned Chunfang Tower around, this time Zhang Yi was determined to place Chunfang Tower in an invincible position.

His injuries had not yet healed, but now Su Jihe had enough strength; a divine light spilled from his hand, and Liede's legs rapidly recovered.

Ye Han, who had been undisturbed, slept soundly; no wonder some would rather "die drunk in the boudoir," but such an attitude was far too passive. Ye Han kissed Liu Ling's cheek; Liu Ling embraced his neck and burrowed back into Ye Han's arms. The two lingered for a while longer before finally rising and dressing.

Judging by their aura, they were much like Lu Jin, who appeared last time at dawn; they must be some from the Nanyang Witch Sect.

The soldiers had all gone in pursuit; the battlefield, littered with corpses, was now empty save for a few standing generals. Where was Fuyun to be seen at a glance?

But this move was truly effective; Li Hanting actually touched his nose and dared not speak again, while Hong Bo on the side smiled and nodded at Wang Dawei.

The Nord people had no custom of burning the dead; after preservation, the corpses were stored in coffins. Such places were a paradise for necromancers, filled with countless spellcasting materials.

On this day, several knights entered Jincheng Commandery Prefecture; due to the unexpected heavy rain, they drew no one's attention.

Senior Qian Dingyang did not stop at Hengbei City at all, proceeding directly to Xiheng County Town. Xu Dongqing and the others naturally had no choice but to follow to Xiheng County Town.

The dim hall blurred their thoughts; the memories of the two merged into one in the haze. Suddenly, the ringing of bells echoed, as if returning them to years ago, to that stretch of crimson Wudang Mountain path.

After the prompt, I was slightly startled; this skill was indeed monstrous. However, we could still endure it; the rest was manageable. What troubled us most now was that the damn BOSS remained invisible, leaving us with no way to strike.

"The great pass is like iron. Although I dislike this kind of isolationism, seeing such a magnificent structure, I cannot help but admire our ancestors!" Even though Xiao Han, due to his personality, held complex feelings toward this wall that both resisted aggression and fostered national lethargy, facing such a giant dragon still made his heart tremble.

After all, the founding emperor of the Great Song, Zhao Kuangyin, once said: "The Great Song rules the world together with the scholar-officials; no one shall be punished for their words!" Thus, everyone cast aside their reservations. Both sides turned the main hall into a marketplace, where words flew like spittle, arguing until their faces turned red, almost throwing punches, yet neither side convinced the other.

Yang Tian was so angry he had nowhere to vent; had not A-Jiu held him back, he would have swept his sleeve and stormed off right then. Ling Shangshui, who had been watching their quarrel, now lifted her thoughtful, beautiful face, scanning the crowd. "I have a plan that satisfies all." Everyone turned to look, signaling her to speak.

When Zhuang Wangu stepped onto the walls of Suoxian City, he saw only a lone figure in white amidst the boundless sea of blood; his expression had not changed in the slightest, as cold as could be. He casually slaughtered several thousand immortals with considerable magic power, as if it hadn't even served as a warm-up for him.