[In the next chapter, Fellow Daoists are cordially invited to proceed to the relevant free chapters at the beginning.]
Boom!
Boom! Boom!!
Dazzling light flashed!
Spirit Energy churned in chaos!
From time to time, immense waves of Spirit Energy surged from some direction.
Bloodstained bodies plummeted from the high sky one after another.
Most of these fallen powerhouses had been lone wanderers.
In the end!
Of the powerhouses who safely left this stretch of sea, nearly all had gained something.
There were also some Mortal Cultivators with formidable life-preserving means. Though they had not gained much, they safely kept the Spiritual Items they had obtained in the Secret Realm and emerged from that Slaughter Sea.
In the days that followed...
The concentration of Spirit Energy in the skies over this sea region was noticeably several degrees richer than in other sea regions.
Bright Cloud Immortal City!
Inside a room in a certain inn...
At this moment, the storm of passion had just subsided!
Yet the intoxicating aura still permeated the entire room.
A short while later.
A soft, bonelessly alluring voice came from the Cloud Bed.
"Husband, when will I be able to conceive your bloodline?"
On the Cloud Bed, Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Buzheng beside her, her face carrying a trace of sorrow as she spoke.
At her words.
The hand Cheng Buzheng had been stroking along his wife's smooth back suddenly paused. Then, as if nothing had happened, he smiled and said:
"Why did this thought suddenly occur to you today?"
To this.
Murong Wanwan did not hide anything and said directly:
"I've had this thought for a long time!"
"Before I broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm all those years ago, I was thinking: if I were unfortunate enough to fail the breakthrough and