Chapter 432: Who Is Enduring the Tribulation? Where Are My Divine Powers?

Days passed one by one, and after a full half-month, Zheng Fa had not yet awakened from his demonic illusion tribulation.

A group of people gathered outside Zhengxian Island, staring at the screen showing Zheng Fa, all deeply puzzled.

“The Yin Fire Tribulation ended so quickly…” Blood River Patriarch frowned. “Why is his demonic illusion tribulation taking so long?”

Zhang Shijie’s expression was also grim.

Others’ demonic illusion tribulations lasted at most three to five days; Zheng Fa’s has already stretched several times longer, naturally—

“Lord Anhe wants to use this Honglou to escape his confinement. Why doesn’t His Majesty just grant his wish? Order him to write the ending of Honglou. The day he finishes it is the day his house arrest is lifted,” Jiang Zhimiao said.

Even a Void-Realm Battle Immortal, barely alive for three or five more years and preparing to abandon Cangwu, stood before them with a sword pointed at them—and though they hated it, not one dared to object.

All he needed to do was destroy these two Level 18 Immortal Spirits, let him become familiar with their permission structure, and he would naturally rise to Level 18.

Shadows fell across his face; she could not read his expression, only feel the indescribable majesty radiating from the Crown Prince.

But the next second, the black tendril lashed out into empty air—where was the life flame? Where was the wasteland fire?

An also understood his nature; at this moment, he was surely reorganizing his words to deceive the other.

Shen Qing saw this and assumed her conciliatory tactics had worked, tossing An a smug, flirtatious glance.

He paused for a few seconds, pulled out a keychain, detached one key from it, and handed it to Feng Ling.

“Who sent you? How dare you try to take someone away?” Chi Tuo demanded sharply of the men.

If a Level 9 Martial Expert were here, he would surely be shaken by its aura, unable to even conceive of fighting it.

It wanted to be a domineering CEO, it wanted to be the richest person in the world, it wanted to list its entire empire on NASDAQ in the United States.

Meanwhile, during the meeting of the Dragon Clan, the Great Peng Clan, and the Peacock Clan, they did not mention coordinating with Lin Tian to suppress the Tiger Clan.

After all, Feng Qi had already reached the peak of Holy Martial Realm Level 9 and was on the verge of breaking through to the Divine Martial Realm. But because Feng Qi felt he was still lacking a slight bit of insight, he had not yet broken through to Divine Martial Realm Level 1.

At that moment, a chilling frost flashed through his eyes; in the void, Qin Yun felt a coldness rise from his soles, as if his body had plunged into an ultimate ice tomb.

“Grandfather, I was only momentarily foolish—I lost my resolve. If I could choose again, I would never make that mistake,” Lin Xuan pleaded pitifully to Chu Zhen.

But Fang Mo trusted Su Fang completely; with a mere thought, he relaxed his body and allowed Su Fang’s internal qi to flow through all his meridians.

When Fang Mo entered, he saw the elf man already seated at a table beneath a large tree, ordering dishes; he chose a nearby table and sat down as well.

However, Chen Yin was a fragile mage—trying to penetrate deep into enemy lines was no easy task.

After speaking, his gaze drifted again to the two severed heads tied at Xiao Si’s waist, as if he had entirely forgotten the man had just tried to strike him, his eyes dark and unreadable.

These blueprints were drawn by her after days of labor; though not as trendy as modern clothing, she had carefully observed that people of this era wore extremely plain attire, with very few styles—beyond different fabrics, there were only a handful of designs.

“Damn it, watch me transform!” Sun Wutian, seized by childishness, immediately transformed into a Super Saiyan.

Mo Hentian listened to the core disciple’s words, then his face darkened with thoughtful expression as he continued.

When he saw the Jade Emperor storming toward Lingxiao Palace, he smirked—he knew his scheme had succeeded.