Chapter 129: The Netherworld Abyss and the Sword Spirit Gourd

Lin You shifted his gaze toward the spring of the netherworld, exuding an aura of the underworld, located deep within the Daoist valley.

This pool of water was not large, measuring only about thirty feet across. Yet, within a radius of two miles around it, not a single blade of grass grew, save for a few bizarre-looking yin-attribute spiritual herbs that sparsely dotted this spring originating from the netherworld.

This was a secret realm transformed from the Dao seed of the soul path, born within the Daoist arena and becoming a part of it.

And after the Daoist arena upgraded into a blessed land, this...

"No, it's not, but my home is not very far from this place," Wu Ruirui said thoughtfully.

Fortunately, Su Rui didn't understand, but Su妍 (Su Yan) promptly stepped forward, took her hand, and said gently that she happened to have something to tell her and had arrived just in time.

Zhong Lingyu remained silent. An ominous feeling suddenly sprouted and spread in his heart. As for what kind of feeling it was, he couldn't quite articulate it, but it just felt very awkward. He hoped nothing untoward would pop up.

Didn't the Master say so? In the future, only military achievements will be considered, not seniority. I may be inferior to you now, but hasn't the King of Han's realm yet to be conquered? This is only the beginning, and there is a long time ahead. Isn't it just fighting? It's not like we've never fought before. As long as we're not afraid of death, I refuse to believe I cannot win merit.

"We just want to know why. Could the Sect Master Senior please tell us?" a sensible newcomer among the Sword Sect disciples calmly inquired.

Zhong Lingyu's gaze instantly turned cold. Young Master Long was here? Come to think of it, he hadn't seen Young Master Long in quite a while.

Seeing the two of them being beaten, and witnessing the ruthlessness of the military sticks under the command, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. The person who had taken the lead in laughing earlier knew that Ban Zheng was implicated by him, and feeling even more ashamed, he grew inwardly anxious.

In his view, Pei Donglai was about to take the college entrance examination and shouldn't spend his energy practicing martial arts; everything should wait until after the examination concluded.

Earlier, the corrosive skill of the Flower-Sucking Bug gave me a fright, so I had to give as good as I got. With a loud shout, the Half-Moon Slash activated, "Crack," 4021. Relying on the recoil...

"This is the core issue I've gathered everyone to discuss today. We must break the deadlock and find a foundation that allows us to advance to attack and retreat to defend!" Gao Jianwu continued.

"No, we don't control. Why would we control? We simply watch, observe, and perceive. When there is a situation that requires adjustment or change, we guide the energy and let the energy effect the change," an entity seemed to say with a smile.

He didn't feel it was his fault; given his personality, he simply couldn't bring himself to sell cloth dyed with grape skins—which was clearly far less precious than purpura shells—at such an exorbitant price.

These wind falcons not only possessed a lower racial rank, but being wing-type soul beasts themselves, they naturally felt even greater terror in the presence of their ancestor, the Cloud Immortal Flood-Dragon-Tailed Luan, unable to recover even after half a day.

Truly, in any era, there is no shortage of restless youths. In the only remaining half-room next door, there was still a bed and a quilt; although somewhat shabby, it was covered in blotches and stains.

"Just look at your own body and see if you can bear offspring. Is it appropriate to plague others?" Li Guohua had no desire to keep playing the hypocrite with Xu Damao here.

"Fake it till you make it. Your cursing just now gave me a flash of inspiration. I thought of a new way to develop an antidote, and I must return to the research institute immediately." With that, Gong Yu opened the door and walked out, ignoring the lateness of the hour.

Before leaving General Demor's fleet, Gao Jianwu had a private conversation with him, exchanging views on the severe evolution of the future situation.

Koinin Miyako stepped onto the sandy beach, no longer carrying Caesar on her back, and set it down. Her large almond-shaped eyes swept across the surroundings, searching for the figure of Shiraishi.

Loaded with goods, the speed of the double-humped camels obviously could not match that of the Bedouin raiders, who were traveling light and riding single-humped camels.

Although they could eventually blast the demons to pieces, calculating the cost, it would require at least several hundred or even a thousand cannon shells.

However, as the heir to the Cheng Consortium, Cheng Yanqiu should know a thing or two about this matter.

Alliances of this caliber totaled three worldwide: one in Europe, one in Huaxia, and another in North America.

However, everything had just begun. Aside from quietly observing, Simon made no other moves for the time being.

Accompanied by several loud bangs, scorching fireballs burst forth from the body of the Candle Nine-Yin, and a searing hot wind swept outward, instantly adding a sense of stifling heat to the surroundings.

Lu Zhan suddenly understood. No wonder everyone sent on this mission was just going through the motions and perfunctorily slacking off.

Xu Yang called me in the afternoon. I was in the shower and missed it. Seeing three missed calls upon coming out, I hurriedly called him back.

Yun Mu, enveloped in toxic rain of fire, let out an angry roar, glaring with wide eyes at the figure half-concealed in the mist, his expression severely distorted.

Mother Lu felt a bit regretful. It was rare for television reporters to come and interview, but they left before the interview was finished.

Xu Xianxian brought her two fingers together and delivered a vicious inch-snake strike squarely onto the force shield, causing the entire green turtle shell to shatter once again like a glass mirror and scatter in all directions.

The sissy hung his head with an utterly reluctant expression. It was obvious he had already been disciplined, yet he still held some unwillingness.

Zhang Yiming adjusted his breathing once more. Judging from the previous trajectory, he already knew the bullet's path. For an ace sniper like him, this was not difficult at all.

Sheng Lingyun panicked and asked, "What tricks did you pull!?" Sensing her body carefully, she found no discomfort.

Falling twenty-or-so meters from a high vantage point downward, Zhang Yifan felt as though he instantly plummeted onto something soft. When he cleared his vision, he found he had already arrived within the Frigid Mountains.

"Young master, to win is difficult indeed!" Behind Wei Wuji, Qu Weidao sighed heavily. Naturally, he understood Wei Wuji's thoughts.

He desperately wanted an interstellar speeder, but this was no longer a matter of whether he was willing to take risks; venturing into the steel cavern wilderness right now was sheer suicide, and going there would be utterly useless.

Then began the massacre. Compared in terms of strength and battlefield advantage, the Wei army was simply far too formidable.

After listening to Xiao Zhu recount the past changes of the Firmament Realm, Yexing, Dao Hongyue, and Xiaoyue were all filled with deep emotion.

Thus, even after these heavy cavalrymen entered the military camp, some still secretly snuck over to catch a glimpse, eager to witness what kind of sacred beings could rival the Xiongnu.