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

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

A crowd gathered outside Zhengxian Island, watching Zheng Fa on the luminous screen, all deeply puzzled.

"The Yin Fire Trial passed so quickly…" Xuehe Laozu frowned. "Why is his demonic illusion trial taking so long?"

Zhang Shijie's expression was also grim.

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

"Anhe Wang wants to use this Hong Lou to escape his confinement. Why doesn't His Majesty grant his wish? Order him to write the ending of Hong Lou. The day he finishes it is the day his house arrest is lifted," Jiang Zhimiao said.

Even a Void-Realm battle immortal, planning to flee from Cangwu and destined to live only three to five more years, stood before them with a sword pointed at them—though they hated it, not one dared to object.

All it takes is to exterminate these two Level 18 Immortal Spirits; once he understands their permission structure, he will naturally rise to Level 18.

Shadows fell across his face; she could not read his expression, only felt an ineffable 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 Flame?

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 policy had worked, tossing An a smug, flirtatious glance.

He thought 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 this person away?" Chi Tuo demanded harshly of the men.

If a Level 9 Martial Realm expert were here, he too would 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 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 the Martial Realm's ninth layer and was on the verge of breaking through into the Divine Realm—yet because Feng Qi felt he still lacked a final spark of insight, he had not yet broken through into the first layer of the Divine Realm.

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

"Grandpa, I was only momentarily foolish—I lost my resolve. If I could choose again, I would never make that mistake," Lin Xuan feigned helplessness, pleading with Chu Zhen.

But Fang Mo trusted Su Fang completely; with just a flicker of thought, he relaxed his body and let Su Fang's internal qi flow freely 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.

But Chen Yin, a fragile mage, finding his way 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 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 Wu Tian, overcome with childishness, instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan.

Mo Hentian, after hearing the core disciple's words, wore a thoughtful expression and continued speaking.

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

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