Chapter 439

“Thud! Thud!”

Xia Daoming swung the Xuanjin hoe again and again, and soon the pit grew deeper, revealing more and more clots of demonic blood, some of them quite large.

At the same time, Pure Earth appeared more frequently too, and even within a few large dark clots of demonic blood, small pieces of Pure Earth the size of a thumbnail emerged.

When Xia Daoming swung the Xuanjin hoe and it struck hard against the demonic blood clots, faint black vapors—nearly invisible to the naked eye—like vines crept up the hoe.

“I’ll make you suffer the pain of losing someone you love!” A Jie shouted angrily, then turned and ran off, leaving behind three boys frozen like statues.

“Damn ice dragon, stop this nonsense, or we’ll both be crippled—and those pitiful creatures below will take advantage!” Daszhuogen shouted as he dodged the Frost Giant Dragon’s attacks.

The Wu Shuang Divine Clan will inevitably grow stronger again due to total war, and given its star system territories, population base, and progress in soul-body reform, the number of new elite combatants it possesses over the coming years will remain far ahead, granting it tremendous advantage.

“That’s right—the undead creatures in this ancient battlefield ruin have all been revived and formed into a massive skeleton army, likely heading somewhere to join forces with other undead deities’ armies!” Zhui Feng analyzed.

Heng Yi suddenly realized the situation was troublesome; indeed, the fact that he could grow the Soul Mother Tree was already suspicious—if not for Li Kuang and Zheng Feixian being deceived by Zhen Yan’s fervent assurances, they too would have suspected it.

“What’s wrong?” Ming Yi clearly noticed my rapid breathing and choked sobs, and grew tense.

Unfortunately, most of these guards were ordinary beings from the Primary Material Plane, whose bodies contained no energy cores to swallow for rapid power boosts. Even if Li Zhi killed them, he could only obtain their souls—his attributes would never improve.

On Sterlin’s face, long-taut, a satisfied smile appeared. Just as he was about to speak encouraging words to the duty officer, he saw on the western surveillance screen of the base: thick steel ground gates slowly parting, revealing a long, flat rectangular passage.

I slowly opened my eyes and met Jin Yexuan’s gentle gaze, a smile on my lips radiating doting affection.

As soon as the ordered items arrived, Li Zhi immediately ordered his soldiers to control the magical golems and begin constructing canals and irrigation channels across his territory.

The next morning, I woke naturally as usual, but outside everything was unusually noisy—not loud, but incessantly chaotic, perhaps because the monkey had arrived, or perhaps because they were distributing breakfast to the people of Hou Village.

Zheng Zha was startled—he had already learned of the trident’s evolution from the silver metal plate, but seeing it in person still stirred deep emotion.

Xue Yue showed neither arrogance from her extraordinary power nor fear from her father’s threats; she was like a random stone by the roadside, utterly devoid of emotional fluctuation.

Since learning this crucial news, the five of us had been running nonstop between the arena and training ground, plunging into a frenzy of cultivation.

I’ve been here for over ten days, and my body is gradually recovering. School classes have settled into routine, and the training ground has opened to new students.

“Uncle Seven, to put it plainly, this is Xu Fu’s tomb!” After hearing Xie Tian’s words, Uncle Seven showed no offense at his flippancy; instead, his eyes gleamed even brighter—so intensely, in Xiao Shan’s view, almost madly—and he continued speaking.

“I’m leaving. Let me give you one final piece of advice: all forms of life should respect other forms of life. I hope you cease your killing.” Yuan Feiwu waved at Elfa IX, then rose gracefully and flew toward the cave entrance.