Cao Xing took a deep breath and said slowly, "With the support of two God Tier combatants, even if the Ancient Dragon awakened or an even more terrifying Invasion War arrived, I would have enough power to protect myself..."
Clearly, the greatest harvest in this treasury was these more than 4,700 Divine Power Fragments.
This was practically the Polar Ogre Clan's Legendary Tier elders' painstaking savings from many years.
Yet now, all of it had fallen into Cao Xing's hands.
Some even had several heads and several arms. They floated silently as they moved, reaching you in the blink of an eye. By then, your body went limp as noodles, leaving you without the strength to resist as you watched helplessly while the ghosts drained your blood and took your life.
Although he was injured, Zheng Chen ran as if his life depended on it. He was battered and miserable, and after sprinting away, he did not even look in Yan Huyuan's direction. Yet he was certain that without Yan Huyuan's sword qi, he would already be dead.
After leaving Nüwa Heaven, the Three Pure Ones flew directly toward the Kunlun Mountains. They hurried along the way, clearly anxious to return to secluded cultivation and strive to comprehend their chance to become Saints as soon as possible.
"Please explain it in detail, my lord. I am all ears," Liu Fan said excitedly, grabbing Jia Xu's hand.
Yet once night fell, they came out to bite people. On nights of the full moon, they even let out beast-like howls, and more and more people were gradually poisoned.
But before they could react, Wang Erhei and the other two had already vanished from their sight.
She turned pale with fright and hurriedly wrapped herself in the blanket, as though afraid he would