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Chapter 159 The Great Immortal Lord!
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The rain in the sky has begun to subside.

On the rooftop of the Jin Mao Tower, Fang Wanjuan, controlling his brother's head, saw the view of the sky.

I was shocked.

What exactly were those lancers?
Why are there eight of them appearing now?

Could there be even more?

Are these eight statues just for show?

Or do they actually possess combat capabilities?
……

"what?"

In the conference room of the Spiritual Investment Office, everyone stared wide-eyed.

Song Xiaowei gripped the conference table and took a deep breath.

"this……

"Their powers overlap to some extent."

"The Censor controls the clouds, and the clouds are also a type of water."

"The Yaksha General of the Eastern Sea Kingdom controls the seawater and can directly control the water."

"If it's a battle for control between the two sides... then it comes down to who has the better skills."

Fang Qi, Lü Qingchen, and the others were all able to understand the situation on the battlefield.

Hu Zongche mobilized a large amount of seawater to the area above Donghu City, hoping to use it to suppress the censor.

But unexpectedly, control of the seawater was taken away in the blink of an eye!
"Even their control over the situation is quite different."

……

"Ouch..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

In the pitch-black hospital lobby.

The pregnant woman's cries and screams were incessant.

Fang Min stood by the oil lamp by the pregnant woman's bedside, glancing at her watch again, her anxiety growing.

Why isn't it lit yet?

"Shouldn't it be bright by now?"

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In the small mountain village, torrential rain poured down.

In the pitch-black room, two men paced anxiously back and forth, their eyes fixed on the oil lamp on the table, hoping it would light up.

"what happened?"

"The oil lamp should be lit now."

"Is Mr. Zongche in trouble?"

"Impossible! That's Master Zongche! Four hundred years ago, he had already reached the seventh rank in officialdom and possessed nine thousand years of cultivation. Even if he's only at the ninth rank now and can only exert his power for nine hundred years... he should be invincible in the mortal realm!"

"Could it be that he intends to break his promise?"

The room fell silent.

The group looked at each other, their eyes flashing with suspicion and uncertainty in the darkness.

The Hu family, the Fang family, the Lu family, the guilty old dragon, and two unnamed great immortals jointly handled this matter.

At this time, only Hu Zongche of the Hu family had already secretly crossed over to the mortal realm.

The remaining five companies are all waiting for him to take over.

Could it be that scoundrel Hu Zongche, who is inhuman, faithless, and treacherous, abandoning his benefactor after using her?

"No, impossible!

"Having offended Immortal Lord Xuanling Yihua, how dare I offend two more Great Immortal Lords?"

"How many lives does Hu Zongche have?"

“When the Great Immortal Lord descends to the mortal realm one day, he can remove his status with a single stroke. At that time, how can he, as a mortal, bear the age of several hundred years?”

"He's about to die, and he'll owe the underworld hundreds of years of lifespan!"

"Hu Zongche! What on earth are you doing?!"

……

boom!
boom!
boom!
Eight cavalrymen with giant spears formed a tight encirclement, charging back and forth, left and right, their trajectories drawing straight lines in the sky, the lines intertwining to form a dense net!

Hu Zongche, covered in scales, was caught in the net, slashed, knocked away, and thrown back, like an insect unable to escape!

boom!
The ice spear struck him in the back, causing him to be violently thrown back. The world spun around him, and he spat out hot blood, his face contorted in a ferocious expression. Then he saw the city below!

Just a moment!
Give him just a moment, and he'll be ready to fight!

As long as the battle begins, three thousand disaster victims can be sacrificed!
As long as a sacrifice is made, the five newly born souls can be received!
But the next instant... Boom!
Another ice spear was thrust into his forehead!

The ice spear shattered, and he tumbled through the air like a gourd!

boom!
He was shot in the waist again, and sent back to the center of the encirclement of the eight knights!
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Is this also a formation?

In the command center, Professor Wu and his doctoral students saw streaks of high-speed combat trails in the sky, forming a densely woven circular net!

"This formation looks strange; it has a very rough style."

Huang Xiaozhong stood by the window, looking at the sky with a strange expression.

He had already consumed many elixirs and possessed over a hundred years of cultivation; at this moment, he could tell that it was probably not some kind of formation...

The eight knights used the most primitive tactics, charging back and forth and brutally beating Hu Zongche!

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The surface of the dark cloud.

Wu Yun sat on the sofa with a dozen or so minks, squinting as he carefully controlled eight giant spear-wielding cavalrymen.

He had a vague feeling that it was best not to stop, otherwise it was hard to say what might happen.

But then again.

"This immortal is really tough."

"What level of attainment does he hold?"
"Those scales are really tough."

A lancer cannot kill an immortal.

Even eight lancers couldn't kill the immortal.

It seems it's not a matter of quantity anymore.

Adding more probably wouldn't make much difference.

"We need to use some new methods."

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Heavy rain fell on the small mountain village.

The two men in the thatched hut paced back and forth, growing increasingly tormented.

The oil lamp on the table remained unlit.

The problem is, the exact moment of midnight is almost here!

"Hu Zongche!"

The men of the Fang family roared!
He was utterly disappointed!
Although he didn't know where Hu Zongche got the audacity, he knew that he had probably been tricked by that guy!

"Woooooooo..."

The pregnant woman lying on the side of the bed suddenly began to cry softly.

She is neither a woman of the Fang family, nor a woman of the Lu family, nor a woman of the Old Dragon... This woman has a mysterious background and seems to have some connection with the Great Immortal Lord.

He was sobbing and mumbling incoherently.

"Sir...please...please save the child..."

The men from the Fang and Lu families were completely baffled when they suddenly noticed that the sound of rain outside the window had abruptly stopped.

The woman's crying suddenly stopped.

Their heartbeats suddenly stopped.

No... it's not them who stop, it's time.

A figure in purple robes appeared out of nowhere and glanced at the pregnant woman on the bed.

Then look at the men of the Fang and Lu families.

Sighed.

Human strength has its limits.

"The workings of the heavens are ever-changing."

"Zong Che did his best, but who could have imagined that there would be such a big change in the mortal realm?"
"Very well, then you may offer the sacrifice."

The man in the purple robe stood there, his foot planted firmly on the flowing time.

At a single command, the men of the Fang family, the men of the Lu family, the people in the houses next door, the people in the houses nearby, the people in the houses far away, the hundreds of houses in the small mountain village, more than three thousand people, the Hu family, the Fang family, the Lu family who had fled, whether near or far from this place... all turned around at the same time, faced this place, knelt down and kowtowed, using all their strength!

bang... bang... bang...

With each sound, heads were broken.

Blood flows out.

His liver and brains were smeared on the ground.

Their blood flowed like a winding stream, flowing from still time, from the still rain curtain, from the pools of the mountain village, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, converging into this thatched hut, then climbing onto the table, climbing onto the oil lamp…

(End of this chapter)