"Escaping is escaping, it’s that fellow’s fortune. He obtained the True Dragon Tendon, which counts as gaining fate. In the future, he will inevitably beco enlightened, and we will definitely et again. I’ve already planted thods in his body; even if he proves himself as a Tier Twelve Divine Being, he will yield to at a re glance." Zhang Chen consoled Fox Fairy Nannan indifferently.
The reason his Six-Word True Mantra Seal failed in the Netherworld and couldn’t balance that Innate Mosquito wasn’t because the seal wasn’t strong enough, but because the disparity in power between Zhang Chen and that Innate Mosquito was too vast.
That Innate Mosquito is an existence above the Twelfth Tier; Zhang Chen being able to restrain it for two breaths alone is already quite good.
Zhang Chen is confident that even if the Little Wild Cat gains fate, thinking to surpass him in cultivation speed is nothing but daydreaming. When the ti cos for him to encounter the Little Wild Cat, subduing it will be just a piece of cake.
"Ah???" Upon hearing Zhang Chen’s words, Fox Fairy Nannan was shocked, her expression turning pale: "You’re not joking, right? What kind of thod is this, so domineering?"
If Demon King Zhao Lie is subdued by a re Human Race boy, what becos of the Demon Race then? Would they also have to be subdued by the Human Race? Wouldn’t the future of the Demon Race be bleak?
Fox Fairy Nannan was frightened by Zhang Chen’s words, her eyes filled with horror; this news is truly terrifying.
"Why are you reacting like this?" Zhang Chen turned his head to look at Fox Fairy Nannan, raising his eyebrows, feeling that the Fox Spirit’s reaction was a bit off.
"I’m just shocked; never thought there was such a domineering thod in the world." Fox Fairy Nannan concealed her emotions calmly, inwardly worrying for Zhao Lie.
She had personally experienced how difficult Zhang Chen was, and what he says is no joke. It seems the Demon Race is in for a major problem.
Though Fox Fairy Nannan concealed it, Zhang Chen still sensed sothing amiss: "This Fox Spirit seems off."
I said I restrained the Little Wild Cat, why such a big reaction?
It’s rely a Little Wild Cat, unless that cat is a special breed with strong talents, destined to be a pillar of the Demon Race upon growth.
"I’m just overwheld." Fox Fairy Nannan saw Zhang Chen was suspicious, quickly diverting his attention, looking at him irritably: "Why are you always so paranoid, so crafty and suspicious?"
Just as countless thoughts flickered in Zhang Chen’s mind, a slight explosive sound ca from the Eight Trigrams Furnace, startling him. Zhang Chen didn’t have ti to entangle with Fox Fairy Nannan, fearing an anomaly in the furnace, he rushed to inspect it.
Could it be that Exotic Treasure has refined open? Can the God-Beating Whip finally be sacrificially refined and revealed?
With the interruption of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Zhang Chen’s focus shifted from the Little Wild Cat issue, hurriedly investing his full attention on the furnace, not just refining treasures, but he’s also invested a Tier Twelve Mystery; if anything goes wrong, he’d be beyond devastated!
In the distant mountain range
Gu Mingyue stood in a valley, lowering his head and placing his palm on the ground, various divine powers expanding deep into the earth. Beside him, Mr. Wuliu stood quietly, waiting for Gu Mingyue’s news.
"Sothing’s not right!"
After a long while, Gu Mingyue withdrew his palm, his eyes gazing upon the mountains below, eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"What is it?" Seeing Gu Mingyue’s expression, Mr. Wuliu couldn’t help but feel a tension in his heart.
"Logically, given that we’ve spread the teachings for more than a month, amassing a vast Incense Fate, the Power of Incense should have already enhanced Old Prince’s soul, aiding its consolidation of the Dragon Pearl. But over this month, not only hasn’t Old Prince’s soul strengthened, it has weakened significantly. To the point that even the Ancestral Vein of the Northern Land’s Dragon Vein has shrunk by a tenth." Gu Mingyue said worriedly.
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