"I've met junior brats bold enough to defy the heavens, but never one who knew he was walking into certain death and still deliberately sought it out. I rather like a junior brat like you, old immortal that I am. I'd like to see what tricks you can pull in such a short time." The old man drifted gracefully to the ground. He had not ridden the copper-currency gourd; instead, he had glided down.
"My copper-currency gourd! Give me back my gourd! Doesn't your Cangshan Immortal Manor know that this gourd is a treasure of our Anger Spirit Palace?!" Fox Xia was frightened, but the gourd had been given to her by her mother and meant a great deal to her. Now that the other party had come down, she had to at least shout once or twice.
"Anger Spirit Palace? Heh heh, child. Don't you know that we still have quite a few unresolved conflicts with your Anger Spirit Palace? After all these years, have you ever seen anyone from your Anger Spirit Palace come to our Cangshan Immortal Manor to stand up for you?" the old man said coldly as he looked left and right, afraid there might truly be some unseen danger.
I continued to gather strength. Layer upon layer of marks had already begun piling up on my body. The conditions for releasing the Wood-Grain Evil Seal Palm were extremely stringent. Condensing the marks was easy; the difficult part was constructing the Wind-Splitting Palm assembly line. That required a certain amount of time to accumulate power. To release it fully, I had to create at least six Wind-Splitting Palm assembly lines!
But my divine ability was different. Because I had six spiritual roots, I could condense six spiritual-root assembly lines right from the start. In other