The so-called Ascension Chamber was actually a vast meditation hall. Its floor was filled by a shallow meditation pool, brimming with crystal-clear transparent liquid.
The murals on the surrounding walls, painted with exquisite skill, depicted the Three Gods of Justice and the Lord of Dawn bestowing blessings upon the mortal world. Yet the mural on one wall had been corroded by evil power, transforming into a twisted depiction of the Abyss. At the center of the mural stood an open gateway emitting a faint...
Wang Jinglong watched the figure slowly vanish before his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. Powerful regret and bitterness flooded his entire body. If only... if only he had not done this.
An extremely intense fluctuation of cultivation began to emanate from Wang Zhenzhen's body, scattering the furniture around the room with loud crashing and clattering sounds.
That afternoon, the gates of Xiangyang City swung open. Wang Guangtai, clad in armor and holding a crescent-bladed halberd, rode out on horseback with three thousand men from his own division following behind him, heading south in a mighty procession.
"My nephew got into trouble at Pegasus Academy. I hope Clan Head Shen can lend a hand." With that, Wu Qiang took ten thousand gold coins from his robes.
Seeing the Holy Lord actually use magic against Ye Xuan, Valon cried out in terror. Ye Xuan was the only heir in their family—how could he possibly tolerate him being hurt?
Besides, no one else knew Gao Xing's background, but he knew it perfectly well. He could have gone straight to the Ning family and wiped them out in an instant. If he gave the Ning family a chance to catch their breath and spread the news, would the Gao family still be unable to track them down?
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