Chapter 35: Further into Death

The first gate of the Nine Palace Gates is the Gate of Majesty.

"Chen Zhibao, you worthless fool, get out of my way!" Li Changshu roared in anger.

Chen Zhibao, clad in silver armor with his sword drawn, remained unmoved.

At this moment, a group of officials headed by Chancellor Li Changshu had gathered at the Gate of Majesty. Their intention was to inquire about the emperor's health, but upon reaching the gate, they found themselves barred from entry.

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The bespectacled man hadn't even reacted before becoming Liao Qiu's next target, dispatched swiftly and decisively. Only when he had the leisure to scan his surroundings did he notice the silent youth of the Wild Clan and the steady breathing of Elena, his own resolve faltering somewhat as he controlled his emotions and let them sink within.

Yet, despite his irritation and verbal curses, his movements were swift. He lowered his center of gravity, bending his body as a torrent of blood-qi surged forth, madly gathering around him, bearing a resemblance to the giant serpent beast.

Luo Nanyin saw him dressed in a jet-black long robe, his figure sleek and upright, the silhouette upon turning slender yet full of strength.

The red threads in the room were unlike those at the Old Man Moon's Pool; these were interwoven in an orderly fashion, glowing faintly red in the shadows. Luo Nanyin pinched the blood vessel close to his heart, but the flow did not slow, sweat beading anxiously across her brow.

"Reporting, my lord, we've now mined 150,000 Amethyst Spirit Crystals!" Niu Batian tossed aside his axe, replying respectfully.

In truth, if Fang Yingying's words were spoken to anyone else, they would surely think that Luo Nanyin had done nothing to betray her.

"First round, any higher bids?" the steward called out. The youth in the purple robe fervently hoped the fat man would run out of money, so he might at least stand a chance in competing with other conditions. Cai Jiu, as always, insisted on his stubborn ways.

"I misunderstood—I thought it was merely forgetting today's matter, such as our identities," Xiao Xiao cleared his throat, exasperated.

Suddenly, the transparent box shot up into the air. Xuan Zheng felt something strengthen its own force, a slight discomfort in his chest, but in a blink, the feeling vanished, and the transparent box halted, slowly opening.

Ignoring their pleas, He Yi, expressionless, waved his hand—blade rising and falling—heads rolled amid begging.

Just as he was about to ask how to train his body, the Destroyer Beerus and Angel Whis were already preparing to leave.

Broly, arriving in this icy world, began to fly toward a certain destination.

Just moments ago, he recalled the time spent with his senior, filled with romance and infinite beauty—she, the icy beauty, was his favorite type.

He heard Buck's emphatic voice. This time, whether Seti or Tina, both fell silent.

But this was clearly only a beginning. Familiar with the recoil, Tanjiro straightened his chest, and with the bullets unleashed, the demon's body was blasted apart, inch by inch.

It wasn't that Tong Yixue distrusted Ye Hao; the shock was simply too immense, forcing her to ask again.

Siran gave Xuan Zheng a glance, signaling him not to act rashly, but Xuan Zheng was always rebellious. Recently, Siran had repeatedly provoked him and hurt him, making it impossible for him to swallow his anger.

The lord was thoroughly convinced by Bolton's words and abandoned the idea. Thereafter, the Society for Theological Studies operated freely in his domain. They established a school for children, teaching arithmetic, literacy, and ethics, but included no theological curriculum.

Gong Jita acted on impulse, realizing that Huang Shicong was indeed capable of helping with a matter that perhaps only he could resolve.

Inside the steel furnace, the molten steel soared above a thousand degrees. Should a person fall in, one roiling wave would erase them completely—no trace would remain.