Chapter 98: The Ancestor Does Not Cross the Boundary Wall

"Comrade, you struck [2] Looking back now, Akale’s words were truly pearls of wisdom, each character resounding like a bell, illuminating his mind. [3] In the primary material world, no single attribute may exceed 50 points, or it will incur the world’s will’s punishment—the stronger the being, the greater the punishment. The sorceress Diana’s intellect and spirit far exceed the dimensional limit of 50; she must be a fifth-rank sorcerer. [4] "Please, you explain—he may not understand me," Samel gestured to Li Chunfeng with a courteous motion. [5] Sensing the cold aura radiating from him, Xia Mi’s smile froze, and for a moment she was utterly at a loss. [6] Additionally, if the Flame of Burning Flame fuses with another type of fire source, how immense might its power become? [7] His words, each syllable resolute and powerful, like a battle hymn, reignited the warriors’ fighting spirit once more. [8] Yun Zhe sat on the chair, with nothing to do, since his father and mother wouldn’t let him lift a finger. [9] "To seek unity, one must first embrace differences—that is the meaning of harmony without uniformity. Otherwise, the greatest disaster is building paradise on earth." Yang Dai didn’t fully understand this, but now she felt a flicker of insight she couldn’t articulate, so she simply repeated the old master’s words. [10] "No point in overthinking—there’s a demon right before us: Jidu Zi! Capture him, and all will be revealed!" Yuan Shoucheng said. [11] Though he was only at the Immortal Emperor realm, he felt no fear facing the emissary of the Donghuang Court. [12] Bian Cheng still hadn’t kicked his drinking habit and kept drinking; initially Meng Li gave him unlimited alcohol, but later she gave it to him only sometimes. [13] Because when she first drew the Star-Shattering Whip and let the lava burn off its dark outer layer, she felt no pain, she had no idea that submerging the Star-Shattering Whip in lava would hurt so much. [14] She directly blamed Lin Yu for her ban, and now her mind was consumed with how to settle the score with Lin Yu. [15] Yet all of them looked at Ye Tianxiao with helpless eyes, once again marveling at the strength of his physical body. [16] As the young guard led her out of the dungeon, Yan Niang let him pull her forward. The man said nothing, leaving Yan Niang utterly perplexed. [17] Qing Lian and Jian Jia exchanged glances; in this situation, they could offer no further help, so they merely waited silently by the side. [18] Ye Tianxiao immediately denied it—joking, Dou Dou hated being called heavy; if Ye Tianxiao didn’t change his words, he’d likely be left with a few claw marks on his face. [19] The old man’s wrist was broken; he endured the agony and begged Mo Yunzeng to show mercy—being arrested during the New Year was such bad luck. [20] Ban Xia heard the words, and suddenly a vein bulged on her forehead! Her spell flared instantly—thick vines erupted from the ground, lashing straight at Xuanming Jun. [21] Ye Tianxiao’s dragon form appeared somewhat ethereal, radiating a hazy glow, but as he swam through the dragon pool, it gradually grew solid. [22] Qin Luyan, shaken and furious, her good mood utterly shattered—had her reaction been a fraction slower, she would have been either dead or gravely wounded. The consequences of being injured in this place needed no imagining. [23] When Zhang Han and I retreated to the edge of the well, he asked me, voice trembling with tears, whether we’d die here. I found it impossible to answer him—life is unpredictable; we might truly perish here and become just another set of bones in the pit.

Looking back now, Akale’s words were truly pearls of wisdom, each character ringing loud and clear, opening his mind completely.

In the primary material world, no being may possess a single attribute exceeding 50 points, or it will incur the world’s willful punishment—the greater the power, the harsher the penalty. Arcanist Diana’s intellect and spirit far surpassed the dimensional limit of 50 points; she must be a fifth-rank Arcanist.

“You explain it instead—I doubt he’ll understand me,” Samiel gestured to Li Chunfeng with a courteous motion.

Sensing the cold aura radiating from him, Xia Mi’s smile froze, and for a moment she was utterly at a loss.

Moreover, if the Flame of the Burning Incense Pill were to fuse with another type of fire source, just how powerful might its strength become?

His words, each syllable resolute and forceful, were like a battle hymn, reigniting the warriors’ fighting spirit once more.

Yun Zhe sat on the chair, idle as ever, for his father and mother refused to let him lift a finger.

“To seek unity, one must first embrace differences—that is the meaning of harmony without uniformity. Otherwise, the greatest disaster is building paradise on earth.” Yang Dai didn’t fully grasp the meaning, but now she felt a flicker of understanding she couldn’t articulate, so she simply repeated the old master’s words.

“No point in overthinking—there’s a demon right before us: Jidu Zi! Capture him, and all will be revealed!” Yuan Shoucheng said.

Though he was only at the Immortal Emperor realm now, he felt no fear facing the emissary of the Donghuang Court.

Bian Cheng still hadn’t quit his alcohol habit and kept drinking; initially Meng Li gave him unlimited amounts, but later she gave it to him only sometimes.

Because when she first drew the Shattered Star Whip and let the lava burn off its dark outer layer, she felt no pain, she had no idea that submerging the Shattered Star Whip in lava would hurt this badly.

She directly blamed Lin Yu for the ban on her account, and now her mind was entirely consumed with how to settle the score with Lin Yu.

Yet all of them looked at Ye Tianxiao with helpless eyes, once again marveling at the strength of his physical body.

As the young guard led her out of the dungeon, Yan Niang let him pull her forward without resistance. The man said nothing at all, leaving Yan Niang thoroughly perplexed.

Qing Lian and Jian Jia exchanged glances; in this situation, they could offer no further help, so they merely waited silently by the side.

Ye Tianxiao immediately denied it—joking, Dou Dou hated being called heavy; if Ye Tianxiao didn’t change his words, he’d likely be left with a few claw marks on his face.

The old man’s wrist was broken; he endured the agony and begged Mo Yunzheng to show mercy—being arrested during the New Year was such bad luck.

Ban Xia heard the words and suddenly a vein bulged on her forehead! Her spell flared instantly—thick vines erupted from the ground, striking straight at Xuanming Jun.

Ye Tianxiao’s dragon form appeared somewhat ethereal, radiating a hazy glow, but as he swam through the dragon pool, it gradually grew steadily more solid.

Qin Luyan, shaken and furious, felt her good mood vanish completely—had her reaction been a fraction slower, she would have been mortally wounded or worse. The consequences of being injured in this place needed no imagining.

When Zhang Han and I retreated to the edge of the well, he asked me, voice trembling with tears, whether we’d die here. I found it impossible to answer him—life is unpredictable; we might truly perish and become just another pile of bones in the pit.