Chapter 56: You Don't Think This Is the End, Do You?

A deafening peal of thunder crashed.

It struck straight into everyone's heart.

The red mark on the forehead of the young girl who had been sitting there began to dissolve at a visible rate, turning into striking bloodstains that formed the eerie and bewitching shape of a Manjusaka flower.

It was the flower of rebirth from the underworld.

Looking at the incoming attack, a sneer plastered across his face, he circulated the Immortal-Slaying Art within his body, transforming his arm into a blade and bringing it directly downward with crushing force.

Judging by Agatha's utterly relaxed demeanor, this seemed to be a spell conjured up with absolute ease.

Venturing further into that lifeless old mansion, he was somewhat surprised to find many lamps lit inside, illuminating the grand hall far brighter than on ordinary days.

The last time he broke through to the sixth tier of Qi Guidance, he had consumed over seventy Qi Condensation Pills in one go, leaving only a hundred and twenty-something remaining in the bottle. Yet now, Zuo Jun's meridians had begun devouring them again, and the number of pills in the bottle plummeted at an alarming rate.

Indeed, it was no exaggeration to say that among those in the upper tier of the Heavenly Martial Realm, barely any could generate the willpower to resist and immunize themselves against such oppressive might.

The moment before, they had been discussing whether the two made a suitable match, but the next scene left them nearly paralyzed with shock.

"Zhihan? Zhihan? Wake up." Wu Xuan's voice rang in my ear. When I opened my eyes, I found Wu Xuan and Big Black leaning right over me and staring down, much like a pair of doctors scrutinizing a patient on an operating table.

It was like a supremely enchanting melody—some reveled in it, while others suffered through the agonizing torment.

Gazing at the figure before him, he unleashed a fierce punch. Inoue, already heavily wounded, was sent flying once more, coughing up a mouthful of blood as his face turned pale.

However, the masked men were not few in number; a dozen of them immediately swarmed forward, each displaying the cultivation level of the lower tier of the World-Containing Realm.

"What? Is it inconvenient for you to move over? By the way, do you have family?" Li Cheng frowned slightly.

Before coming to the Wuzhuang Temple, River Styx had instructed his self-cadaver, Mu Sen, to use the Kongtong Seal to locate the strands of Human Sovereign Qi he had previously bestowed upon Red Cloud. The investigation revealed that the Human Sovereign Qi was within the netherworld, but it vanished without a trace immediately afterward. It took no imagination to figure out whose handiwork this was.

"In the upcoming battle, everyone at the Star Emperor rank and above will participate. The rest will watch from the sidelines," Luo Chen said as he continued moving forward.

"Sir, Boss Feng is here to see you!" Third Bai was aware of the cooperative relationship between Li Cheng and Boss Feng of the tailor shop, which was why he had brought Boss Feng straight to Li Cheng.

Although he was smiling and his words carried no particular undertone, they somehow gave people a deeply unsettling feeling.

He cast his gaze around; the streets were still completely empty, but his frame of mind at that moment was vastly different.

Yet today, he finally felt as though the clouds had parted to reveal the clear blue sky. No matter what he looked at, everything brought him joy. Eventually, overwhelmed with excitement, he picked up the Tang saber he had brought from the netherworld, rushed out of the villa into the courtyard, and began swinging it around as if venting his emotions.

"Dad, what are you doing? This is Li Cheng's first time visiting our house today. If you dare to give him a cold look, just watch whether I dare to run away from home!" Chen Yuefei stood up directly for Li Cheng.

"According to reports from our scouts, our men did not die at the hands of Luo Chen, but rather perished by Mo Qiuyuan. Furthermore, Wu Ming was captured at the time. I suspect that Your Young Master's identity may... already have been exposed," a young martial artist reported.

Bai Shijing was also consumed by worry. His strength was inferior to others—what else could be done? He had the heart to dissuade Chen Zheng from participating in the contest, but upon seeing Chen Zheng's resolute expression, the words of discouragement died in his throat.

Leonard was not the only one; apart from Mr. Fool, virtually everyone went on guard the very first instance, even though they were well aware that on top of this gray fog, resisting Amon was utterly impossible.