For a time, the entire Southern Suburban Region was thrown into a state of panic, with everyone on edge and the slightest rumor sparking alarm.
No one knew which force possessed such heaven-defying means.
Only from within the City Lord's Mansion came a roar suppressed beneath boundless fury.
"Trash! A bunch of trash!"
The City Lord looked at the hidden guards who had returned empty-handed and was so enraged that he crushed the Divine Emperor-grade wine cup in his hand.
"The two great families had nothing? Where exactly is the jade pendant?!"
He suddenly raised his head, his gaze once again turning toward the Lu Family.
A thought he did not want to believe, yet could not help suspecting, rose in his heart.
"Could it be... that brat got it long ago?"
At that moment, the Lu Family.
Inside Qiankun Cave, spiritual energy swirled in a haze, while rosy light flowed through the air.
On the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade bed, Yang Lingtian still lay quietly.
His complexion looked much better than it had three days ago.
It was no longer that frightening deathly pallor; a trace of healthy color had returned instead.
Beside him were Lu Xuanji, Lightning Law Old Ancestor, and Wind Element Old Ancestor.
Each of them had a sallow complexion and a weak aura, as though their vital essence and spirit had been drained dry.
For three whole days and nights,
they had neither slept nor rested. Using the fire of their own Divine King origin, they refined that Nine-Leaf Purple Gold Ginseng, supplementing it with Ten Thousand Year Jade Marrow Liquid.
They had carefully channeled it into Yang Lingtian's body, repairing his Primordial Spirit and meridians, which had been on the verge of collapse.
For the three old men, who were already injured, this