Chapter 137: The Battle of Zhennan Pass
"All units, alert!"
The war between Zhennan Pass and the Demon Race had officially begun. Twelve Demon Gods had arrived to launch a surprise attack on the pass.
Inside the headquarters of the Priest Temple at Zhennan Pass, Ruoshui held her golden staff, her voice cold and commanding: "Mobilize all Demon Hunter Squads. Make sure not one of them leaves alive!"
A day later, General-grade Demon Hunter Squad 21 concluded their cultivation in the Tower of Eternity and returned to their villa, having sensed someone waiting outside.
As the lamps were lit, the fifth-floor banquet hall was already bustling with guests. The invitees from Jiangning City dared not act arrogant and had arrived early to take their seats, including Zheng Qing, the head of the Zheng family.
Nagato asked in a hoarse voice. Because his eyes were obscured by his thick bangs, Zhang Ye could not discern his thoughts at all.
When Zhao Hao emerged from the Xuande Gate, the sun was at its zenith. In this chilly spring season, the sunlight felt exceptionally warm upon his skin.
Because apart from the two head instructors, Suiren and Huaxu, no other elder could involve themselves in the affairs of the Ancient Heavenly Court.
With the descent of that Sovereign, the situation had escalated into something far more difficult to resolve. It would be ideal if everyone could emerge unscathed.
This feeling of affection grew more intense as the song progressed, spreading through his heart like poisonous weeds, impossible to eradicate.
The Dark Thunder Prison was a binding technique within the Nether Curses that rivaled a nine-star grand immortal art. If Han Xiao were to fall into it through a moment of carelessness, it would be extremely difficult for even someone of his caliber to break free.
The most significant move was undoubtedly the one made by the Holy King of Gale, who had openly invited other Holy Kings to the Holy City of South China to observe the ceremony.
Although the one on Mount Buzhou possessed monstrous power, they were slightly lacking in governance; one could not simply execute everyone who made a mistake.
The greatsword wielder flicked his wrist, sending another surge of sword energy crushing downward, aiming straight for the waist of Master Lingxu.
Li Zhen felt as comfortable as a fish returning to water amidst the chaos. Furthermore, voices penetrated the chaos and bypassed his defenses without the slightest obstruction.
Though polite in speech, this was a tacit admission of the prowess of the Buddhist Temple's "Eye of Wisdom." Each of the eight major sects had its own specialties, and the perception abilities of the Arhats of the Buddhist Temple were indeed recognized by the other sects.
"Chinese! Are you threatening a fellow Chinese? How dare you?" He had intended to have a civil conversation, but the fact that the other party claimed to be Chinese made him feel disgusted.
Instinct whispered that Demon Hunters and Vampires could not possibly share the same lineage, yet he could not fathom why Skana, who displayed "Blood Veins," gave him such a strong impression of being a vampire.
Madam Yang beckoned with a slender hand, and the stone fragment flew back into her palm. She pressed her hands together and rubbed them slightly, splitting the fragment in two.
"What are you thanking me for? It’s only right. By the way, it’s your birthday today, and I happen to have a gift for you." Lin Fan snapped his fingers, and Han Xin stepped forward with the gift.
"Water gives birth to all things; possessing a body of water is the premier choice on the path of cultivation." Such profound maxims appeared in Lu Guang's mind one after another, leaving a deep and indelible impression on him.
Just as I was on the verge of giving up, a hand suddenly gripped my shoulder firmly, dragging me along as we sprinted in one direction.
While his dantian was secure, Li Zhen's physical body was suffering. The immense energy, nearly equivalent to that of the Nascent Soul or Deity Transformation realm, was wreaking havoc. Had Li Zhen's physical body not been slightly stronger than his cultivation base, he would have exploded and died by now.
Within the Evil God Alliance, He was ranked only in the middle, yet in reality, what He displayed was already at the level of an Evil God. The overlapping of the Six Paths Divine Realm was sufficient to form the prototype of a Divine Kingdom; compared to the sleepless Eternal Night Emperor, this hypocritical existence was undoubtedly more dangerous.