Chapter 24: Do Not Refuse

Soon, a large pool of gasoline began to spill from the mangled Porsche.
The car’s wiring short-circuited, sending up a few sharp sparks.
In an instant, a roaring fire erupted, flames shooting skyward.
The air was thick with the stench of gasoline and burning plastic.
Meanwhile, the two SUVs, having collided, immediately shifted into reverse and backed away.
With a sharp slam on the brakes, one of the SUVs spun a full circle on the spot...
The Grandmaster called this the Divine Spirit’s Primordial Embryo. Consumed by dissolving it in water, it could ward off the terrors of the sea and had the miraculous effect of strengthening the body.
A thunderous charge of iron cavalry swept past him, and he felt a large hand grab him by the waist. In the next moment, he was lifted from the ground and landed securely on the back seat of the rider’s horse.
While everyone continued on in silence, the Heavenly Dog suddenly appeared, dragging along a man in green. On a closer look, wasn’t this the very fellow who had been shouting outside the prison at Mount Hua?
Deep within the heart of a nameless mountain, nestled among floating clouds, was the temporary stronghold of the Celestial Palace. Here, they had used magical artifacts to carve out many caverns in the mountain’s core, shielding them from detection with protective arrays.
The local chapter leader here was a man who appeared to be in his forties, tall and lean, with short golden hair and a beard that covered his jaw. Though refined in demeanor, he exuded the commanding aura of a martial artist.
Initially, Metel thought a single day was more than enough time; he could always find someone to help. But after searching, he realized that one day was far too short. All he could do now was delay things further and try to come up with another plan.
“Those insects are formidable. Even at full strength, my attacks now rival those of an Earthly Immortal wielding a celestial treasure, yet they block them with ease—and their numbers are staggering. More importantly, the demonic energy affects us as well. We have to defend against it while fighting,” Ali said.
“It’s not exactly bad news; in fact, it could be considered a good thing. Of course, Poet, whether you go or not is up to you,” Jiang Yu said.
In a daze, the person before him seemed to transform into the mythical Xiezhi beast, able to discern right from wrong—immense as a mountain, eyes crackling with electricity, resembling a qilin with a straight horn atop its head, and its smoke-wreathed eyes fixed fiercely upon him.
“No need for introductions, junior. We all know your name—Long Xinglin. ‘Long’ is a rare surname...” Senior Gongsun Zhier said, seeing Long Xinglin lost in thought.
Mother Tan sighed deeply and nodded helplessly. After leaving a final, “Call me if you need anything,” she took her younger son out of the hospital room, closing the door quietly behind her.
She was anxious. But before she could find a way to make her mouth speak, she understood.
Cui Ji, starving for three days, was utterly exhausted and powerless to resist. When the emperor barked out a question about the intruder, Xu Gu answered, bringing Cui Ji forth from the painting for all to see.
“Someone, summon Eunuch Liu,” the City Lord commanded, lifting the four-footed purple-gold wine vessel and taking a sip.
“Damn it all, just out of the hurricane zone and now this,” Jiang Yu muttered under his breath.
Since the battle began, the single horn of the Fierce One had begun to manifest the powers of earth, water, fire, and wind, with the devastating addition of lightning.
After Jie agreed, his strength was added to Long Xinglin’s speed, and Long Xinglin’s pace suddenly soared.
Previously, Juecheng had secretly observed the fighting at the front lines, then found an opportunity to reunite with the Roc. Throughout, the Roc never suspected Juecheng.
According to the copper coin technique, I estimated that with my current cultivation, I could just about manage the Four Symbols. Anything higher, like the Five Elements, is already beyond my reach.
The magazine clattered to the floor. Without looking, his ring finger hooked another from his waist, seamlessly slamming it into the pistol. The twin barrels locked and loaded, and once more he unleashed a storm of fire amid the shattering debris.