Chapter 33

Just at this time, another change occurred.

There was another expert, Fist Dao God.

Fist strikes the void, fist strikes the immeasurable.

Fist Dao God was different from the two of them who cherished their lives; this was a fist fanatic who didn't want his life for the sake of martial arts.

Seeing the hunt and being happy, crazy and incomparable.

Xiong Ba's chat group improvement was actually stronger than him.

He was forcibly suppressed and retreated repeatedly, for a time without a chance to breathe, almost killed.

Finally, he relied on his realm to barely stabilize.

Looking at Fist Dao God, there were also bruises and dishevelment on his body, but his eyes were only wanton and hot.

Like a pervert seeing a beauty without clothes.

Xiong Ba was angry and felt cold.

This damn thing.

Then the void in front twisted, and the domineering fist momentum arrived again.

This was a lunatic who didn't want his life.

Xiong Ba also got angry, but was still cautious; fighting one against two, he was even more careful.

Thus, the two sides fought even more hotly.

Otherwise, with his chat group improvement, he could suppress them even one against two.

Both sides have their subordinates with them, and both are engaged in battle.

It looks like they are vying for control of the Central Plains.

Xiong Ba has been acting a bit strange lately; he’s actually started attacking the people from the East Islands.

This has left some of the martial artists watching from the sidelines feeling quite confused.

What kind of trick is this old schemer pulling now?

Xiong Ba hasn’t asked for help in the chat group; he’s still capable of fighting, and asking for help would be a bit embarrassing.

His cultivation realm is higher, after all.

They were originally at the same level, but the chat group has been around for so many days, and the Young Master has even offered him pointers a few times.

Profound Underworld Sect.

Jiang Chen sits on a chair, swinging her long legs.

The pointers that guy gives are always so simple and direct; clearly profound, yet easy to understand. She has realized so much lately.

It seems she really ought to thank him properly.

"Should I invite him over to sit for a while?" Jiang Chen laughs.

"I don't even know if he's truly handsome or just some old man."

"Calling me a little zombie this, little zombie that... if I really were one, I’d definitely bite you, hee hee..."

"He always wants people to open doors and go to different worlds. Are there really such different insights to be gained?"

"At least the points are real; they all got some last time," Jiang Chen says.

"When I have time, I should go out and play. This young lady wants to be immortal and stay young forever too."

"Underworld Emperor, who let you in?" Jiang Chen is in the middle of a pleasant daydream when someone arrives.

"Didn't I tell you not to disturb me when there's nothing going on? And especially don't disturb me when there is."

"Corpse Ancestor, there is a mission," the Underworld Emperor says calmly.

"Mission your grandfather. You aren't qualified to order me around," Jiang Chen says.

"Get lost, get lost, get far away. Seeing you, this little shrimp, just annoys me," Jiang Chen says, interrupting her beautiful dream.

She was just thinking about whether the Young Master was truly handsome, and here comes this short, ugly loser.

It’s too sickening.

"Jiang Chen!" The Underworld Emperor is furious. Doesn't she know not to hit a man where it hurts?

Darkness surrounds the Underworld Emperor, with ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

"Oh? You still want to make a move against this Corpse Ancestor... pfft, this great beauty?" Jiang Chen says. That guy always calls her a little zombie, so she doesn't want to call herself the Corpse Ancestor anymore.

"And what if I do?"

"This is the Profound Underworld Sect, and I am the Underworld Emperor," the Underworld Emperor snorts coldly.

"And I am still the Corpse Ancestor," Jiang Chen says.

"I know the Nine Nether Profound Heaven Divine Art too. Don't forget, we researched it together," the Underworld Emperor says.

As he speaks, darkness descends, and a murderous aura presses in.

"Is that so?" Jiang Chen says. "Let me show you the true Nine Nether Profound Heaven Divine Art."

"What is ignorance, what is being unable to withstand a single blow—that is you."

As soon as Jiang Chen finishes speaking, she teleports away.

The Underworld Emperor snorts coldly; he knows it too. In the darkness, everything is devoured and crushed.

Then, his own side explodes, and the Underworld Emperor is sent tumbling straight out.

He couldn't even take a single move.

"Refreshing." Jiang Chen stretches, her exquisite curves fully displayed.

"Curious? How am I so strong? Haha... I just won't tell you." Jiang Chen sways her waist and leaves gracefully.

Amidst flying flower petals, her hair flutters, and her voice drifts back.

"Don't bother this great beauty again in the future. For the sake of our past colleagues, this is the only time."

"And that so-called Ghost King, don't come bothering me either."

"The Great Liang has already fallen for the most part, and the Emperor is dead... oh, never mind."

"This great beauty has no interest in meddling in these messy affairs anymore."

Where to go? Jiang Chen walks, feeling a bit puzzled.

That was pretty cool just now, but that seemed to be her place, and the Underworld Emperor had come to discuss business.

She blew up her own living quarters.

"What are Ying Gou and Hou Qing doing? What are they busy with? I never see them all day."

Jiang Jiang Luoshen's world.

"Father, I want to cultivate properly. Give me the best resources, the best breathing techniques..." Jiang Jiang Luoshen says.

"Didn't I already give you the breathing technique? Did you use up the resources from last time?"

"You should use these things sparingly."

"Oh, girl, who bullied you?"

"No, no one," Jiang Jiang Luoshen says.

"There really is someone." Her father glares. When has his daughter ever had an expression like this?

"Tell Father who it is, and I'll make them pay."

"Father, forget it. You probably can't beat them."

"If I can't beat them, we still have our Bodhi Gene. No one can bully my daughter."

"No one bullied me, it's just... I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to cultivate," Jiang Jiang Luoshen says.

Who says she isn't working hard?

Jiang Nan exchanges some words with Tang Tang Zichen and walks around a bit.

It’s not his hometown, but it truly has many flavors of home.

Many places are the same.

Different feelings, but all are part of realizing the Dao and cultivating.

Jiang Nan also exchanges some thoughts with Ji Ning in the group.

Many people ask Ji Ning for advice, but he is indeed very busy, often fighting abroad or infiltrating different Great Thousand Worlds, so he doesn't always have time.

Occasionally, in his spare time, Ji Ning is a good person and offers some pointers.

Setting aside their current realms, in terms of giving advice, Jiang Nan is a cut above.

His comprehension is heaven-defying; he can understand anything in a single thought and deduce countless possibilities.