Volume 1, Chapter 67: The Saintess

Before the group even stepped into the main hall, a wave of commotion drifted out from within.

The astral power on the Planet Huoyan was a hundred times stronger than that of Planet Baiying. There were 3.6 billion starlight dots on the Gate of the Starry Sky, and each starlight dot could be used to store a share of astral power.

"Since Consort Wu has put it this way, I wonder if it is appropriate for me to say something as well?" Moyang said, feigning hesitation.

With no other choice, Elder Feng and the remaining cultivators of the Deep Blue Alliance could only put up a desperate defense, praying every single moment for Elder Ma to rush to their rescue.

"It's probably impossible. I've been away from home for four or five days now; if I don't go back, my parents will be worried sick," Zhou Yi said with a troubled expression. He was currently agonizing over how to invent a cover story for his parents upon his return.

"Do they intend to surround us?" A general of the Masha Kingdom asked in confusion, while the rest of the Masha Kingdom's generals exchanged glances in dismay.

"What, are you afraid I'm going to eat you? This is a very important matter for you." Seeing that Feng Li still stood there motionless, Liu Ruyan offered a faint smile and said with enchanting allure.

Aside from the main building, two eighteen-story residential towers flank it on either side, curving around to protect the main entrance building in the center. These two residential buildings served as quarters for the members of the Dark Dragon.

Upon hearing Jiang Hai's words, Muyan Ningjing and Libai were both stunned. Although Muyan Ningjing had guessed that the Horned Dragon might have had his hidden grievances, she had never expected it to be this.

"The stars shift and the cosmos moves!" The entire realm trembled as the power of the Innate domain surged violently like a raging ocean tempest. Ouyang Wang gathered two immense forces in his hands, thrusting them forward to meet Zhuo Fan's oncoming iron fists and the crushing Innate domain of Ling Juechen.

Qin Yang currently had an urgent need for two things: first, the medicinal herbs required to refine profound-element Qi-Condensing Pills or earth-spirit Qi-Condensing Pills.

At that moment, Guyun sat cross-legged not far away, with Xiahei perched on his shoulder. A pair of blood-red eyes swept vigilantly in all directions, not allowing any living person or undead creature to approach within half a step of Guyun.

Since they had already taken it out, they naturally had to discuss it properly, yet everyone simply looked at one another, completely at a loss as to what to do. In the end, all eyes once again converged upon Guyun.

"Long Feng, Chutai, do you two know why your master has bestowed Dragon God Points upon you over all these years?" The Dragon Emperor's opening words startled both Long Chutai and Han Feng.

When Jianxia witnessed the majesty of that supreme deity, she turned her head back to look at Zhang Nan with a face full of anxiety, worrying deeply for him in her heart.

I was desperately eager to know what was going through Liu Fang's mind at that moment, so I couldn't wait to approach him and ask him to make things clear. However, the instant I moved my legs, I felt Chen Xuan pull me back from behind.

Qiu Fu felt a darkness loom over his head as a fierce gale whipped across his face, stinging with pain. Suddenly, a grey shadow flickered, and someone lunged in from the side, grabbing him by the back and hurling him backward. Qiu Fu tumbled to the ground and steadied himself, looking up to see Daoyan holding a horsetail whisk, fluttering like a graceful bird as he locked in combat with Master Chong.

The purpose of his trip out with Xiao Yunyang was to help Lin Feng settle a lingering wish. Now that this heartfelt matter regarding Jingxin was resolved, it seemed to be time for Lin Yilong to let go of everything and spend his days peacefully accompanying his wife.

To be honest, Han Wu subconsciously trusted Han Feng simply because he had suffered too many losses at Han Feng's hands, which had left an impression of mysterious and formidable greatness deeply ingrained in Han Wu's mind.

The sarcasm was barely concealed. Everyone knew that Tang Yi intended to use his strength to prove everything and ruthlessly slap Qin He and the Qin family across the face with reality, but wasn't challenging five early-stage Saint Origin realm experts all at once just a bit too arrogant?