Chapter 154: Gold Drum Plain

The brilliant sun hung high in the sky, and the newly risen orb cast a cascade of purple light. The purple vapor spread across the entire firmament, perfectly embodying the auspicious omen of the purple energy coming from the east.

Amidst ten thousand acres of sea clouds, several mountain peaks pierced through the vapor, revealing the magnificent palaces atop them.

Suspended within this sea of clouds were several tortoise-shaped airships, each reaching a towering height of twenty zhang. Furthermore, the massive formation enveloping each airship created a spherical crystal dome around the entire vessel.

Yet, when the news of his intention to take a concubine eventually reached my ears, I finally understood that I had been deceived by him for all these days.

Jiang Tian dealt them two earth-shattering "surprises" in succession, shaking the very foundations of their Dao hearts.

"Minglong, I know you are still angry with us, but I must still ask you: have you seen Xuanming?" Minglong seemed extremely reluctant to speak with Jinse, remaining silent for a long time. After a long while, he finally cast his gaze upon a teacup resting on the table.

"You're awake~" Her voice was not particularly melodious, yet it was laden with sincerity and joy. I gently nodded and welcomed her into the room.

"You are as clever as ever." Fengchen nodded, indirectly confirming Leng Mu's conjecture. The last mission had indeed been accepted from the Mercenary Guild, and it was of the kind that was utterly impossible to discern. Disguised as an ordinary routine task, it was exceptionally difficult to screen out.

"Panning for gold inside a volcanic cave? You really are a ruthless fellow!" Zhao Sheng sighed, looking at Chen Fan as if he were looking at a monstrosity.

Li Yang frequently infused biological energy into the glazed fruit tree at the old courtyard. From the beginning until now, he had consumed at least tens of thousands of units of energy. Had the tree not lacked sentience, it probably would have turned into a fiend long ago.

The fundamental materials used to set up the array were already this terrifying, let alone the ultimate lethal move that was gradually taking shape and gathering at the five points of the pentagram: if Fengchen were forced to choose to withstand any single bolt of lightning among them, he feared he could not find a single one he would successfully survive.

After this period of time, Yun Fei felt that his early-stage Pill Embryo realm had more or less stabilized, but the pill essence within his Dantian remained scattered rather than coalescing. Aside from a slight increase in physical strength, Yun Fei felt no real difference from the peak of the Transformation realm.

As a result, the vast majority of the fertile alluvial plains in the Two Rivers basin had fallen into the hands of Muliehan. Although there were still over twenty thousand Xia troops stationed in places like modern-day Qatar and Bahrain around the Persian Gulf, they had merely received orders to assist Wang Hui in guarding against Muliehan's advance.

He was momentarily stunned, yet he displayed extraordinary reaction speed, instantly retracting his limp arm and thrusting his knee upward to slam into the welcoming pine tree's ribs.

Though the Matriarch was a practitioner, she maintained a strict habit: she always took a nap during the Zi hour. For two hundred years, barring only the most critical emergencies, she had never altered her daily routine.

He patted Xuanlong Fei on the shoulder: "Cultivate diligently! As long as we do not die, we will always have a chance to shake off the shackles of this corpse and reach a higher echelon, do you understand?" Even with the retained memories of his past lives, there were no similar records of a zombie practicing Taoism.

"This kind of spiritual aura is the origin of all spiritual energy between heaven and earth; calling it the ancestor of spiritual qi is no exaggeration." Amidst the gentle breeze, a soft and serene glow graced his features.

Xu Qing looked blankly at Lin Nan, completely bewildered by the harsh scolding. He wanted to open his mouth to retort, but seeing the other's grim expression, he ultimately did not dare to make a sound.

Numerous chess pieces were already laid out upon the board, appearing to be an unfinished game. Could it be that they were expected to continue this unfinished match?

That man was visible with a pair of icy eyes, scanning his surroundings amidst the mist. Occasionally, a puzzled expression would cross his face, followed by a brief contemplation before he resumed his observation.

Although he could easily fuse the Calamity of Ten Thousand Ghosts into himself, he lacked a way to undo the fusion at will. It seemed he could only wait for the Calamity of Ten Thousand Ghosts to detach from him automatically before he could resume chanting scriptures and activate the Vajra subjugating pestle.