Chapter 119: Do Exactly as He Says! (Another update coming at noon)

The Dao Master of Earth Immortals in the Age of Decline Crossing the Sea of Suffering 1304 words 2026-04-13 12:19:09

Hearing this, Bai Yi did not hesitate. Following the method taught by Xuan Shuang, she made contact with him while he was meditating in the cultivation grounds.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Shuang, this is Bai Yi! I have urgent news to report to the Master. Is he currently in seclusion?"

In the Spirit Spring Valley, Xuan Shuang received the transmission and dared not delay. He immediately replied, "Please wait a moment, Fellow Daoist Bai. I shall go and inform the Master at once!"

With that, he ascended the Cloud Cliff.

By the alchemy furnace, Long Luo declared, "Mere stones dare to act so insolently? Watch as I shatter them once more!" He flickered to the center of the four stone figures, leaped into the air, and struck downward. A massive cyan handprint descended, instantly crushing the four stone figures into gravel.

Just then, the bright moon hung in the sky, casting its light through the window onto an elderly nun before the Buddha. Nearly sixty years of age, she sat with eyes closed, chanting sutras, the rhythmic sound of her wooden fish steady and calm.

However, Liu Yinshan's master possessed only limited knowledge, knowing nothing beyond the oral formulas for refining qi into spirit.

Long Luo was not foolish enough to drain a large basin of blood for him. With a wave of his hand, a wine cup appeared. A flicker of spiritual light passed over his palm, opening a wound from which blood flowed directly into the cup. Once it was full, the wound closed instantly, leaving no trace behind.

This blue license plate represented more than just a five-digit number. Through the information on the plate, the police could access traffic systems across the country to track a vehicle's movements, making it easy to find anyone, anywhere.

Yan Hui said, "A high-level Supreme is enough to nourish the Soul-Devouring Divine Chain in the Patriarch's hand. Let us wait for his spiritual energy to be exhausted." Yan Ze replied, "Patriarch, perhaps we should spare him; he will exhaust his energy soon enough on his own."

"Heh heh, we know each other now, don't we?" Ye Wanhua chimed in, with impeccable—or perhaps disastrous—timing.

He was truly an optimist. Whenever he mentioned the last barbecue, Xia Jian clearly remembered that it was on that very night that Song Fang and Zhao Hong had quarreled out of jealousy, ending the gathering on a sour note. Honestly, he was terrified of a repeat.

Every strike of Wen Xin's blade carried a momentum and a soaring, combative intent that stood equal to the sword of Xiao Yao.

Everything appearing in this Infinite World overturned Xiao Yao's understanding. Some creatures he had heard of from the Ancient Ancestors, but others were unknown even to them. There was so much that was incredible here—dangers that struck terror into the heart, and fortunes that brought immense surprise!

"Truly, arriving early is not as good as arriving at the perfect moment!" Xu Xuanzan sighed with deep emotion, hurriedly stepping forward to offer a bow. "Miss Bai..." He assumed that since Qingqing was the younger sister of Bai Maonu, she must naturally share the surname Bai. Out of courtesy, he addressed her as such.

Corpses—the area around the Grudge Platform was littered with them, both from the Yanghuzi faction and the Eternal organization! They lay in heaps, cluttering the view of the survivors.

The internal force from the strike she had just received was rampaging through Luo Tianjiao's organs, alternating between freezing cold and searing heat. Worst of all were her meridians; the internal energy was like a wild horse out of control, galloping recklessly, like a bursting dam, impossible to restrain.

Meng Qi had just cast a glance and saw a situation among the zombies that he would never have believed even in his wildest dreams.

"Exactly! Now that he is on Planet Bit, Lan Duoduo's status is even higher than that of the Crown Prince. Who would be foolish enough to provoke him?" Gula remarked.

Hearing the four generals call him a demon, Meng Qi felt a sudden urge to laugh. Once upon a time, when facing enemies, he could only struggle with all his might, forced to follow the paths others had laid out for him. When had he ever been viewed as a terrifying monster that others desperately tried to avoid?

However, now that the Zhentian Sect had been heavily raided by the Xieyue Sect, its strength was severely depleted. Especially with the heavy-handed intervention of the Great Xia government, which had dispatched thirty experts at the Out-of-Body stage, the balance of power between the two sides had fundamentally shifted.