Patting his Universe Bag, Chu He clasped his hands behind his back and continued onward.
In a day and a night, he swept through five commanderies in succession.
On the second day, when the darkness hung deep and heavy, Chu He finally headed back toward Lin Commandery.
Before the midnight check-in reset, he returned to the Book Repository and completed his check-in. Then, after waiting another hour, he checked in again.
He obtained two bottles of Golden Spirit Pills in a row, which were of some help to him at his current stage.
Chu He was in a good mood.
He took out his Universe Bag and headed out. This time, his gains from hunting outside were quite good as well.
There were now rather many foreign races that had slipped into Xia Clan territory.
He had merely made a circuit around five commanderies.
Yet he had harvested over thirty Innate Ninth Level experts, along with a Half-step King.
Chu He entered the first floor of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda. The moment he stepped inside, all kinds of mixed screams stabbed painfully at his ears.
"Quiet down. You can scream later!"
Chu He snorted coldly.
His voice did not sound loud, yet amid that noisy space, it reached the minds of every foreign race with exceptional clarity.
Hearing that familiar voice, the foreign races all raised their heads.
When they saw Chu He entering, their bodies trembled twice. They obediently shut their mouths, shivering as they forcibly endured the torment of body and soul.
Chu He poured the Half-step King he had captured this time out of his Universe Bag.
Within the sea of blood, chains shot from an unoccupied bronze pillar and bound it there.
"You've rested enough, haven't you? Time to switch!"
Chu He looked toward a corner