Chapter 89: The Three Pure Ones Seek Help-The Human Among the Great Shamans(A remarkable figure of the present age)

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In the Heavens of Chaos, within the Purple Empyrean Palace, the six great beings fated to become saints of the Heavenly Dao emerged one after another. Ancestor Redcloud fixed on a direction and was about to depart.

Just then, the Three Pure Ones stepped forward. The Lord of Dao and Virtue smiled and said, “Fellow Daoist Redcloud, are you intending to go to the Sixfold Reincarnation to congratulate Saint Houtu on attaining the Dao and becoming a saint? If so, our destination is the same, and we ought to travel together.”

“What?”

Ancestor Redcloud stared at the Three Pure Ones in astonishment.

“What?”

Ancestor Redcloud stared at the Three Pure Ones in astonishment.

Heaven itself must have been moved by His Majesty’s sincere devotion, or Her Majesty the Empress would never have awakened. Our emperor truly is wise, valiant, and divinely majestic.

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At that moment, he also understood that even if he cast away most of his power, he still might not escape the Fire of Nirvana. So he hardened his heart and chose to self-detonate on the spot.

Just then, sensing the gaze from outside the door, she turned her head and happened to meet his eyes.

Sadly, Du Lengqiu had no famous master to guide him, and his progress in drawing talismans was painfully slow. Up to now, he had learned only three: the Yin Wind Curse, the Water Arrow Art, and the Water Wave Art. As for their power... well, better left unsaid.

“And that woman is way too fierce. I didn’t dare make a sound,” Bai Luoluo said to her brother with an especially loyal and righteous air.

The situation there was actually much the same as in Sacred Clarity City. Xu Ren only purchased some useful resources here, but his cultivation realm did not rise any further.

As she spoke, she bent down and took out something pitch-black from the basket covered with flowered cloth beside the table leg, then handed it over.

After turning it over in their minds, everyone concluded that Chu Xi was truly not someone to provoke, and one by one they all fell silent and said no more.

A white grassland and white earth, white mountain peaks and rivers, white sky and clouds—everything in existence was nothing but pure white, and from within and without it radiated a warm and holy aura, as if one had arrived in heaven itself.

“Uh... sorry, sorry. What I meant was that your companions are very formidable. Sending out the security squad would just be feeding them to the wolves.” An Nuoyan smiled faintly.

“Today, I called all the captains here because everyone already knows what this is about. Boss Liu wants to buy the collective coal mine shafts of our village. On this matter, Township Chief Zhang and I have already nodded our agreement.

Of course, they also had their advantage. Tonight, as long as An Nuoyan was here, they were basically not going to come to blows, because An Nuoyan was now the person in charge of this base. So long as the founder did not return, she was the highest authority here.

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His face was full of rugged masculine beauty; his firm features were steeped in coldness, every inch the consummate cool-headed man.

Memorials flew from Ye City to Xu Capital like snowflakes. When Liu Xie opened them and looked, tears immediately streamed down his face. Yet he had no way to refuse. His life was already in someone else’s grasp; living one day at a time was all he could do.

The white mist that had already spread out suddenly seemed to be drawn by something again. As though alive, white vapor continuously seeped out from the ground and the walls.

When Xu Tian’s fist slammed into the other party’s body, which seemed forged from dark gold, brilliant sparks burst forth. It was as if that body truly had been cast from black gold, and was not flesh and blood at all.

After the Immortal-Binding Rope was undone, Zhang Shaozhu woke once more, and seemed even more crazed. He lunged at once to overturn the table where Ge Yueying had just arranged her things. But Ge Yueying seemed to have been prepared already; in one swift motion she seized Zhang Shaozhu’s hand, pinned it tightly behind his back, and subdued him.

Anyone unaware of the circumstances, seeing Ye Qing act this way, would surely think he had a death wish. Yet Ye Qing showed not the slightest sign of tension. On the contrary, he looked entirely at ease, with even a mocking expression on his face.

Jing Moxian sat gravely beside his grandmother’s hospital bed, while Jing Jianglan and Ji Huaian sat on the other side. It was late into the night. Jing Jianglan could not help yawning; her eyes were red, and after staying up for so long, she was beginning to find it hard to hold on.