Tear Open the Wound!

Smack!

With a soft sound, the immortal who had just made such a dashing entrance was now like a puppet, slammed heavily onto the high platform and kicking up a little dust.

The impact made—

Jiang Shang's eyelids twitch wildly. Yang Jian immediately clasped his fists and lowered his head. Daji, whose eyes had remained vacant all this while, gained a trace of color in her gaze. The surrounding Shang citizens huddled together with whoever was nearest.

With a sweep of his hand, Li Changshou had the fragments of the Fan Tian Seal swallowed by the universe and collected them this way, intending to take them back and replenish some of Lesser Qiong Peak's Five Elements earth power.

"Uncle Chang'an!"

Little Nezha shot straight upward atop his Wind Fire Wheels.

A faint smile appeared on Li Changshou's previously expressionless face. When Nezha flew before him, he raised a hand and rubbed the boy's head.

"Go call your master and the others over. They're to the southwest."

"Okay!"

Nezha answered without asking why he was to summon his master and the others, then rode his Wind Fire Wheels straight toward the southwest.

Li Changshou currently wore his original face, yet the force of his presence made the Qi Refiners unable to lift their heads.

Without descending, he said:

"Yang Jian, move this platform to the wilderness outside the city. Make sure it remains completely intact."

"Yes!"

Yang Jian answered firmly, leaping directly down from the platform. He gave a cold shout:

"Those on the platform, do not move!"

With that, he stamped his left foot on the ground and pressed his right hand forward through the air. The entire high platform, together with the stone slabs and earth three zhang thick beneath it, rose steadily into the air. Jiang Shang, the