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Chapter 160 How much effort did he put in?
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Time flow is restored.

The wind and rain outside continued as usual.

The air inside smelled fishy and sweet.

The wick of the oil lamp ignited with a "poof," burning a black flame!

The flames leaped and scorched the space, and a crack was faintly burned out!
Beyond the crack lay a pitch-black hall, and the cries of a pregnant woman!
The five pregnant women lying on the beds next to them all had wide eyes and glowing faces. Following what they had learned before, they held their bellies with both hands and muttered incantations.

"The noble bones of the eastern prince were extracted and transformed into the marrow of the western beggar."

"Nangong will cut off the spirit root and transplant it to the womb of the lowly maid in Beiguo..."

……

In the hospital lobby.

The oil lamp by the pregnant woman's bedside also lit up with a black glow!
The black fire, in the black hall, seemed to outline a blurry stroke, flickering and leaping.

Fang Min stood guard beside the flames, staring at them, and could vaguely hear someone chanting within them.

“The Southern Palace will cut off the spirit root and transplant it to the womb of the lowly maid in the Northern City;

"The Heavenly Dipper reverses, altering the Fate Plate; the Earthly Fiends split the Abyss, usurping life and death..."

As they chanted, wisps of blue smoke rose from the lamplight and entered the belly of a pregnant woman.

Fang Min stood to the side, her expression a mixture of relief, doubt, and jealousy.

After watching for a long time, I saw a few more wisps of smoke rising and entering the bellies of several pregnant women.

She sighed inexplicably.

"Sigh, I'm so lucky."

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The small mountain village returned to silence amidst the torrential rain.

The boundary fire on the lampstand has gone out.

The five pregnant women on the bed had faces as pale as paper and remained motionless; they were already exhausted and dead.

Click...

The door opened, and a torrential downpour rushed in!

The person outside the door wore a red robe that fluttered in the wind!
The water on the ground avoided him, not daring to soil his boots!

The torrential rain avoided him, not daring to get his robes wet!

It is none other than the Immortal Lord Xuanling Yihua!

He came following the boundary fire!

He then stepped into the house, his face full of anger.

He glanced around and saw the extinguished lampstand, the corpse on the ground, and the five pregnant women on the bed. He reached out and made some calculations, identifying the Hu family, the Fang family, the Lu family, and the bloodline of the old dragon... But the other two pregnant women, no matter how many times he calculated, turned out to be just mortals, without any connection to the celestial officials.

His anger remained unchanged, and he memorized the faces of the two pregnant women.

"The green hills remain unchanged, and the clear waters flow on forever."

"I wonder which fellow Daoist was responsible for this."

“The spirit of Lingxiao Heavenly Palace has been recorded here.”

……

"Five ghosts moving!"

At a command, Fang Min and the five pregnant women returned to the delivery room of the maternal and child hospital.

The five pregnant women were still crying.

The doctors and nurses were unconscious, leaning against the wall.

At Fang Min's command, they slowly awoke, only to have their memories erased by Fang Min, returning everything to normal.

"How many fingers dilated is bed number two?"
"Don't cry, you've cried all your strength away!"

"Come on! Push harder!"

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Rain fell on the rooftop of the Jin Mao Tower.

One of Fang Wanjuan's brothers suddenly ran up to him.

"Brother, things have changed in the world."

"I can't say exactly what has changed, but there have been major changes!"

This brother was a strange corpse, with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, triangular eyes, a bulbous nose, pointed ears, and a bald head. He died young due to the signs of decay and was controlled by Fang Wanjuan to be his brother.

He squinted, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Just now, at midnight, something happened in the human world!"

Fang Wanjuan nodded.

Just then, a burly man climbed up the roof of the Tianyu Building opposite the Jinmao Tower and shouted at the top of his lungs towards the sky.

"Your Excellency has pardoned you; you may leave now!"

Fang Wanjuan was furious. He grabbed his brother's hand and made a gun gesture!
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, echoing through the night sky!

A piece of finger bone sliced ​​through the air hundreds of meters high and blew the head off the person opposite!
"withdraw?

"Should we make this immortal leave?"

Leaving aside the potential dangers that such an immortal wandering around would bring to the human world, Fang Wanjuan would have to ask a question about the turmoil he caused tonight.

"Why?"

He looked up to the sky.

"Your Excellency, it's up to you now."

……

"withdraw?"

boom!
Hu Zongche, whose head had been shot and turned to the side, spat out a mouthful of blood.

He grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth.

"Alright!" Since the Great Immortal Lord had granted him immunity, he could naturally withdraw!

General Guowei of the East Sea Kingdom is too strong in defense. Even if he can't defeat this censor, he still has a chance to escape!

He brandished his sea fork, braced himself against two ice spears, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and as the scales on his back cracked open, two enormous blood wings sprouted with a "whoosh"!
With a single gust, it stirred up a fierce wind and was about to rush towards the East China Sea!

call……

It was he who stirred up the storm!

call……

The vast sea of ​​clouds moved with him!

Click...

It was the sea of ​​clouds freezing over him!

His body grew heavier and heavier, and the ice shell on his body grew thicker and thicker, quickly enveloping him!
"roll!"

He suddenly raised his hand and broke through the ice shell on his body, but inside the ice shell were veins like blood vessels, flowing with cold water, which quickly and then solidified!

……

"Look, in the sky, what's that?"

"Did they unleash their ultimate move?"

In Donghu City, some daring residents have come to their balconies and looked up at the sky.

High in the sky, eight lancers surrounded a giant ice ball!

Click...

The ice hockey puck suddenly grows larger and then quickly shrinks back!
Click...

The ice hockey puck grew bigger again, then shrank back down!

"They're jumping!"

"Like a heart?"

……

In the combat command room.

People either stared at the screen or went to the window to look at the sky.

Teacher Wu looked surprised.

"This ice hockey game is really interesting!"

It's still getting bigger!

"Its structure and its patterns are very beautiful."

"Look at the patterns on its surface and the veins inside, it really looks like a heart!"

……

"Let's call this Teacher Wu's Ten Thousand Hearts."

On the surface of the dark clouds, Wu Yun pointed into the distance and introduced the place to a dozen or so minks.

"There is an immortal imprisoned inside."

"Every time he struggles, the puck cracks, heals, and grows bigger!"

"Every time he struggles, the pressure on him increases!"
"The greater his strength, the heavier the puck becomes!"

The dozen or so minks, each with a smug look on their faces, squinted as they watched the ice hockey puck grow bigger and bigger, until it was the size of a stadium, guarded by eight tiny lancers, and carried by clouds, floating in the sky.

Click...

The puck is still bouncing!

The scattered debris fell like snowflakes!

……

"puff……"

The inside of the ice hockey puck is pitch black.

Hu Zongche spat out a mouthful of blood.

Human strength has its limits. This ice puck, like a mountain, completely enveloped him, putting endless pressure on him.

With each struggle he made, the pressure increased.

He couldn't hold on any longer.

"I... Hu Zongche... am I really going to be captured alive by the people of the mortal realm?"

He gave a wry smile.

The celestial realm is on the verge of destruction, the mortal realm has become the other shore, and celestial lords are vying to cross it!

I thought that in this era, he would also achieve something and find opportunities.

But unexpectedly, despite his talent and cunning, his scheming, the help from various parties, and his maneuvering between the two worlds, he could only end up like this.

He glanced again at the dark, deep ice ball and saw that cold water was still flowing through the dense veins. He could hear the rustling sound and felt the pressure still emanating from it!

How much effort did he put in?

"Perhaps I'm nothing compared to him."

He gave up resistance.

The pressure, surging in from all directions, instantly crushed his limbs and shattered his bones!
puff!
His blood spread rapidly in all directions, turning the entire ice puck red!

And without its core, the ice hockey also loses its balance!

Click-clack... Click-clack...

bang...

The ice hockey puck suddenly disintegrated!

A deafening roar echoed through the sky!

A fierce wind swept through the area, from the sky to the ground, blowing through a street, every building, and every window in Donghu!

The rain has stopped.

A strong wind swept in, and pink snow fell everywhere.

(End of this chapter)