Chapter 37: Lu Xiuhan

“Even with every window shut, you can stay inside for a long time without feeling short of breath.”

“Afterward, following the girl’s instructions, we pressed a switch and folded the tent away. That tent, which we had abused all night, became exactly the same as it had been before we first opened it—not the slightest damage on the outside or within.”

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The more Lu Xiuhan listened, the more astonished he became. Unable to contain his impatience, he said, “Quickly, set up the tent and let me see it.”

Everyone was now searching for the Primordial Infant Fruit within the Baby Immortal Forbidden Ground. This was no one’s private territory; even if someone followed you, so long as their strength was comparable to yours, there was nothing you could do.

“The main reason I asked you to take part in the Grand Tournament is so that you can build up some connections for the future,” Xingyuan said with a faint smile.

Suddenly, a heaven-shaking roar exploded from the distant void. Accompanying it was an utterly terrifying aura of pressure that sent the mountains and forests trembling without end.

By this method, he could transmit the electricity in the ionosphere to any corner of the Earth.

This Profound Elixir was extraordinarily potent. In an instant, Chen Xi’s spiritual power had been completely restored, returning him to the peak of his condition.

At last, the dozens of killing formations prepared for Chen Xi were swept away by that sword radiance, and Chen Xi flew out from within them.

“I thought you were supposed to be powerful. Turns out you’re nothing special. Enough—you two, stop fighting. I’m getting impatient.” Wang Kai knitted his brows and waved his hand in displeasure.

“No. Those things are disgusting. If I’m going to kill something, it has to be at least a flood dragon, or even a true dragon. I’m not killing some low-grade earth dragon with only a trace of impure blood!” Kunpeng said at once, his face full of disdain.

Only then did Lin Feng realize that the True Water Demon Venerable had previously told him that one of the Ten Great Demon Venerables could control Blood Foxes. Lin Feng hurriedly cupped his hands.

There was still not a trace of strength in my body. I could not even muster the strength to turn my head. Then came a thunderous crash from behind us: the helicopter we had just been riding in had already been swallowed by a sea of fire.

At that moment, I could almost sense the countless people outside the barrier attacking it like mad. The entire space began to tremble violently.

Having experienced Ji Yu’s might firsthand, he understood all too well how terrifying she was. He knew that Mu Feng and the others were likely to suffer a crushing loss this time.

Mu Bingyue finally relaxed when she heard this. After all, Zizhu’s injuries had been caused by her, and they could no longer be healed. It was a good thing that Zizhu could come to terms with it.

That alone was enough to reveal Old Tang’s character. At the very least, among people of his position and age, few would willingly do something like this.

Qin Tian let out a furious roar and suddenly swung his battle sword once more. In an instant, a dense rain of blood-red sword radiance burst forth, striking toward the falling elder of the Jiang family.

With a muffled boom, I burst straight out of the Demon Burial Coffin. In that instant, I saw at a glance the six people who were engaged in a fierce battle. Three of them were Sovereigns; among them, Liu Xiu was one of our own. Of the three Demon Emperors, Zhang Yeling was also on our side.

“You’re afraid the people outside will find you,” Lan Mo ventured.

To be honest, in all the years she had lived, she had only ever played happily with her senior brother. She had never had any other childhood companions. Thus, she could only guess at the Twin Flood Dragons’ state of mind, hoping to find a way out of this place.

The sounds of bowstrings, arrows tearing through the air, and anguished screams rang incessantly in their ears, rending the fragile hearts of all who heard them. The valley below had become a slaughterhouse. Broken limbs lay everywhere, viscous blood flowed across the ground, and colorful entrails were scattered in every direction. The air was filled with a fetid stench so nauseating that it made people retch.

“I’ll compensate you according to the tree’s actual value. Although this matter appears to be connected to me, I’ll gather the money within three days. May I ask how much this tree is worth?” Li Han gave a bitter laugh, treating it as the price of escaping a disaster.