Chapter 89: The Struggle for Treasure

Leaving the quiet chamber of trial, Bai Yue凝 continued deeper into the palace complex along the ruined corridor.

She could sense that the farther in she went, the purer and denser the spiritual energy in the air became, faintly pointing toward some hidden core.

The tremor coming from the longsword on her back also grew ever more distinct; Ye Ming’s very essence seemed powerfully drawn by something ahead.

After passing several collapsed side halls, the space before her suddenly opened wide.

There stood a magnificent great hall, preserved relatively intact, though it too was covered in—

“Although obtaining four pairs of wings would be enough to complete the mission, if we do not count it as a full investigation of the Ten Thousand Bees Cavern, it would seem we were deceiving our teachers.” Du Fang voiced her objection.

At this moment, Huo’er had taken the form of a half-human, half-spider creature. From her lovely back sprouted eight spider legs that trembled without cease, while the demonic energy within her body surged continuously against the meridians along her back.

Opening the level rankings, Lin Fan took a glance. The current situation was not bad. Luan Tian, Bai Chen, and Mo Feng still remained on the ranking list and had not been pushed down. Moreover, Bai Chen and Mo Feng had each risen by one level and had already reached level thirty-one.

“Good!” Hearing this, Hua Feng immediately began to chant under his breath. A forbidden spell of the light element could release a vast area resurrection spell, and the scope of that resurrection was enough to include Undead Blood Fiend and the others who had died but not yet revived.

Yet no silver wolves appeared. The valley was utterly silent—not the stillness of nature, but the dead hush of a graveyard.

Director Chen was deeply shocked at the sight as well. He had met no small number of practitioners of traditional medicine, and some of them were renowned throughout the country, yet this was truly the first time he had seen needlework so extraordinary.

Because the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy was now nearly twice what it had originally been, and more importantly, his divine sense had also begun to grow slowly. One had to know that divine sense ordinarily increased only when one advanced in realm, unless one cultivated a related technique. Of course, Wu Ming’s increase this time was not great.

“Look, see whether this Horsemanship of the Imperial Steed dropped again?” Luan Tian hurriedly crowded over and asked Lin Fan, his eyes full of curiosity.

Listening to the continuous screams rising all around, to the grating sounds of weapons piercing flesh, to the startled cries surging one after another, Mu Shan suddenly recalled a line from The Art of War: swift as the wind, still as the forest, fierce as fire in attack, immovable as a mountain; elusive as shadow, and when in motion, like a thunderclap.

Yun Ziyi closed her eyes and quietly released the Art of All Things, instantly covering a full quarter of the forest.

The Divine Tree of the Elves was the very life of the elven race, the god in her heart. Now that she heard Ye Xiong say he meant to destroy it, how could she not be shaken?

“You dare lay hands on my master? Then all of you can die!” Da Hei let out a furious roar. With a beat of his wings, he instantly turned into a streak of black lightning and swept around the area in a single circuit.

The man in black grew more alarmed the longer the battle continued. After being heavily wounded several times, he could no longer hold out. A crack opened in midair as he prepared to flee.

Xia Youqian was right: with Xia Qiqi’s bold and carefree temperament, she could rampage through a gambling house with ease, but making her sit down and work in a proper, respectable way truly was asking too much.

“At the very least, we can keep him under surveillance.” Taking a puff on his cigar and blowing out a smoke ring, Hellboy said, “If he comes with good intentions, then of course he can be given a chance to stay for the time being. But if…” He did not finish the rest. He merely let out two cold laughs and clenched his enormous right arm. The method of response needed no further explanation.

When Ye Xingchen slew his inner demon, not only would the power of his mind grow stronger, his ultimate sword path would grow stronger as well.

The one being beaten was tough enough too. He actually hugged his head, protected his vital spots, and did not utter a single sound.

“Hah…” When she lifted her head, a flush had already spread across Sima Yuchen’s pretty face, flowing all the way down her slender neck. Though she knew perfectly well there was no one else around, she still could not help glancing about guiltily, not daring to look down at Mu Shan on the ground again.