The Senior Isn't Home

Zhong Qianshan was frantic.

After rushing at full speed, he had finally made it!

At the foot of Crouching Dragon Mountain, he did not even have time to catch his breath before immediately gathering his immortal power and charging up the mountain. He had to see the senior as soon as possible.

That bunch from the Ziyang Palace had no bottom line whatsoever. Even though they had said they would allow ten days, Zhong Qianshan did not dare guarantee they would truly wait that long. If they suddenly went back on their word, Cloud Soaring Settlement could face annihilation at any moment!

There could be no delay!

I hope the senior is willing to help. I hope the things I brought are enough to move him...

Zhong Qianshan was burning with anxiety.

Wherever he passed, he unleashed the pressure of the Seventh Mortal Shedding Stage. Some of the outer-region alien races that had just suffered at the hands of the Golden Devil Palace Master were once again crushed flat by Zhong Qianshan, each of them filled with grief and indignation!

This life was impossible to live!

This used to be their territory, but now any random person who came along could bully them!

There was no justice in the world!

"Move!"

Zhong Qianshan struck out with his palm, and vast immortal power howled forth like a flood, directly blasting a group of alien races blocking the way hundreds of meters away. He himself became like a gust of wind, flashing past with a swish as he raced tirelessly up the mountain.

"This is going too far!"

"Damn it, anyone can bully us now!"

"Just endure it. Times have changed... sigh..."

The great demons of the alien races all looked despondent. There was simply no hope left in life anymore.

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