Du Ge used the system controls to sort out the soul contract, then passed it through the wall to the thing behind it.
Xuan Xiu did not answer. He merely murmured softly to himself, his expression still devoid of sorrow or joy, though a trace of reluctance flickered deep in his eyes. What he had been chanting was the Buddhist Rebirth Mantra. Buddhists believed that after a living being heard the Rebirth Mantra, even if it died, it could still journey to the Western Paradise.
Bob shook his head, his gaze never leaving the screen. His eyes were fixed on the pure-black phone in Ning Feng's hand, its surface smooth and rounded, without a single button.
"Master left it here for more than seven hundred years. It absorbed essence for more than seven hundred years, yet it still failed to break free of the stone. That means its era has not yet arrived." Song Zhixuan was somewhat moved as well.
As soon as they landed, they coughed up blood, their faces as ghastly as gold paper. Shi Feng had clearly prepared for this. With a wave of his hand, disciples of the Ironblood War Sect brought over hammocks made from wooden frames and carried away the seriously injured.
After finding no abnormalities, Xue Honglian opened the Immortal-Slaying Gate once more, and Lu Yunfan brought Bai Xia into the fourth level.
The skinny monkey, who had been arrogant just moments ago, suddenly spoke humbly upon seeing the young man again. In front of this young man, no one dared cause trouble.
Mai Kong, who had chased over from the side, saw that things were going badly. Not caring that he was inside the penalty area, he dropped to the ground and slid in, trying to clear the ball.
"My lord, you