Volume One, Chapter 21: The Antidote

It was a secret, miniature space connected to the modern era that only she could access. Inside, she stored various items she had brought from the present day, including some commonly used medicines and medical devices.

Gan Jing glanced over; he had never used an iPhone himself and had no idea how much it cost.

"Perhaps in your minds, you've always considered them mere ordinary buildings, like the springs of Silver City. But I must tell you, these defense towers are monsters as well. It's only because we share the same faction that they won't attack us," Chang Ge continued.

"The Divine Creation Tower is truly miraculous. I suspect this must be an independent space," Tang Chen remarked in awe.

The cave initially spanned less than one meter seventy-eight in depth, its shape irregular, as though it were a crevice left between ancient stones since prehistoric times.

For him, the more people he brought along, the stronger his side would be, and the greater the chances of finding and rescuing his friends.

The Grand Council, also known as the Universal Council, established by law that only the Pope could convene it—a lie enshrined in legislation. Because the Grand Council held the highest judicial authority and determined the direction of rulings, the Roman Curia and the Pope maintained supreme power.

"If you want to leave, just go. With our current equipment, your presence or absence makes no difference," Xin Xin said casually.

They discovered that a cold gleam would always flash before their eyes—and then they would lose all awareness.

"Your Majesty, I believe your formidable reputation in conquering Rome has intimidated the enemy, subduing them without a fight. I, your humble servant, am deeply impressed," Duke Richard stroked his beard and smiled.

"I am here to formally resign to Dean Liu," the Imperial Scholar said calmly, neither sorrowful nor joyful.

He groped beneath the stone coffin for a while; with a rattling sound, Lian Yu pulled from the black soil a section of iron chain, broken and corroded beyond repair—his face changed instantly.

The venue was set at the Australian Grand Hotel in the eastern outskirts of Z City—a five-star establishment. For someone as poor as myself, it was unimaginable to afford anything here, let alone host a gathering. Of course, since everyone had arrived, someone must have paid the bill. As for who it was, the hotel owner kept it a secret, refusing to reveal the answer.

"Is your lover dead or alive?" Elder Qiao Wu asked lightly. Summoning souls was a basic skill; every member of the spirit clan could do it, so there was no need for him to intervene.

Even though Ouyang Kunpeng gave Tian Tian ample pocket money, she still preferred what she earned herself. It wasn't about how much she gained, but the process of earning it; she enjoyed the joy and sense of accomplishment that followed hardship.

Wang Hou replied, "I heard Miss Zhuang say we should wash with salt water..." Before he finished speaking, Liu Hanyan had already rushed out. Soon after, footsteps echoed, and at the doorway appeared a young woman of about twenty, dressed in robes of crimson and violet, tall in stature, her eyes bright and clear, but her face covered in dirt.

Shanshan would also seek out Leng Yue and Qu Chen for dual cultivation of spirit and mind. Though neither could refine pills, separately training spiritual power or combining it for spell practice was still excellent. It couldn’t be used for combat, but occasionally employing it could deepen their understanding of magic.

This battle would pit thirteen against over a hundred gods of the Divine Domain—a stark disparity in strength and numbers, with both sides teetering on the edge of open warfare.

It sounded deceptively simple, but executing it was difficult, especially since the Earth Inner Elixir was not yet fully mine.

When he sat where Morning Star once had and gazed toward the distant night sky, he saw nothing but drifting ghost lights, flickering ceaselessly.