Chapter 119: The Prodigy with Six Immortal Feathers

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

The old man in the black armor was sent flying several yards away, stumbling as he barely managed to steady himself. He reached up to wipe a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on Qin Yue with a mixture of shock and profound uncertainty.

"The Demon Child descended upon the world?"

His words sparked a commotion among the crowd. These people did not belong to the same faction; they had been operating in the vicinity and had come to investigate after noticing strange phenomena in the sky above the Ice Soul Abyss.

Ten minutes later, Hua Feng followed Zuo Lei to the rooftop of the twenty-fifth floor. Zuo Lei looked around vigilantly, finding that there was no one else there.

The serenity of a monk and the detachment of a Daoist—two vastly different temperaments merged perfectly within Zang He, making him appear vibrant and increasingly otherworldly.

In short, based on the comprehensive intelligence Chu Yan had gathered so far and his deductions regarding the entire event, he maintained a high level of vigilance regarding this seemingly simple task tonight.

Exorcism was meant only for the demon race, but the Innate Wish-Fulfilling Root was a sacred treasure of the Daoist sect. The functions of the two were not to be mentioned in the same breath. If Yang Nan were to obtain the Innate Wish-Fulfilling Root, wouldn't Ai Muyun have to bow his head to him for the rest of his life?

Xing Fei observed the expressions of the others. All thirteen Primordial Gods were in agreement with the Eastern Emperor; in order to escape this ancient seal, they were willing to abandon their dignity, but they could not allow Xing Fei to hold them in his palm like playthings.

Leng Yan watched the cunning flash instantly through her eyes, then shifted his gaze to her soft, pink lips, where a tiny crumb of bread was stuck. A smile crept across his lips; he leaned down, closed the distance between them, and gently licked the corner of her mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Unknowingly, Luo De had delved dozens of meters beneath the skeletal remains. A massive cavern had been excavated into the mountain formed by the piled bones! It was damp down below, and the stench of rotting corpses was even more intense. The musty odor that had accumulated over ten thousand years seemed to erupt in this instant, leaving Luo De struggling to endure it.

Zhang Yina spoke words of comfort, while Li Yaqin handed the mineral water that Chi Mengyao had bought to Lin Xinyu.

Although none of the three Fallen Black-Feathered ones were slower than Ye Feng, he still possessed a certain degree of confidence.

Without the power of the Emperor's Sword to bolster him, the Sovereign shifted from active offense to defense. He knew he could no longer reverse the situation and could only hold on, though he did not know how much longer he could last.

High in the air, the blood-red claws that had been driven back by Xiao Nu's powerful strike descended once more, crushing down with the weight of a mountain.

At this moment, the monsters swarmed out in dense numbers, blocking the path forward and letting out incessant, excited howls.

Behind Mo Liu, Si Yuhan had her hands clenched tightly, looking as if she might lash out at any moment, and the others also appeared eager for a fight.

It turned out his physique was perfectly proportioned—broad shoulders, narrow hips, and a lean waist without a trace of excess fat.

Next was the Taichuan Sect, with Bai Cailiang, Lu Xiujie, and Mi Dou remaining, temporarily ranked fourth.

The Seven Star Sect, the Hua Sword Sect, and the Hundred Beasts Gate were collectively known as the Two Sects and One Gate. They were the most elite sects on the continent, teeming with experts and possessing immense strength, holding the status of titans across the entire realm. For thousands of years, no one had dared to challenge their authority.

"Damn it, what is wrong with today? I refuse to believe I'll keep losing. Hmph, I'm betting everything on this round—still betting big!" Xiao Wuxie said in a frantic rage, clearly having lost his composure.

As the leader of the Shashui Palace, Yu Dong'er could not avoid her responsibilities and had already left the mountain. She told Mi Dou to go find the senior sisters in the palace to play and not to run around aimlessly like yesterday, which had caused her to panic for the better part of the day.

Although the Dream Factory was a pseudo-materialization space and merely a magical item, its magical energy consumption was no lower than that of a true materialization space. Consequently, after a short while, the twins collapsed from exhaustion.

Not long after walking, Zhao Zixian spotted a villa. It was only about a mile away from the Wang family restaurant, perhaps a ten-minute walk—even with a child in tow.