Chapter 120: The Corpse-Carrying Fox

The Earth Temple was small, no larger than a doghouse built by city folk. The fox’s tiny paws kept scratching at the edge of the temple. After a while, it emptied the little bag containing gold ingots, silver bars, bracelets, and other jewels into the hole. Then it scraped the soil back over the treasure. Afterwards, its small body hopped up onto the mound, bouncing twice as if pressing the earth down, before pulling a few handfuls of thatch from the side and tossing them over the spot.

A disguise!

I borrow...

As the Eternal Tower moved forward, Jiang Chen observed the houses growing clearer, confirming there was indeed life ahead.

“This place is yours now. I’m heading to the Xie family’s factory,” Jiang Hanyu said, leaving those words behind before turning and walking out of the hospital.

After rendering Manak and Rand incapable of fighting or even moving, Royat and Leibitt prepared to leave, heading toward Artfans’ location to assist him.

Han Ailian nodded with satisfaction. Chen Feng then explained once more how to take the various medicines she had brought, along with the precautions.

“This isn’t from the first Ancient Immortal. The chaotic energy inside is clearly a later addition.” The Eternal Tower observed for some time before speaking to Jiang Chen. “A later hand? Such intense chaotic energy couldn’t be summoned by an ordinary ancient ancestor.” “Indeed, it’s not the work of an average ancient ancestor; it must be the work of an Ancient Immortal.”

“How’s the situation?” Artfans turned around to look at Siola as she approached and asked.

Duan Fei was deeply moved. Even if it had been the leader himself, he might not have acted, but because of the insult to him, the leader had directly slapped the man away. This kind of gesture moved him so much it would be remembered for a lifetime.

Once the desolate abyss fully absorbed that half of the world’s origin, the entire world’s hierarchy would sink several more levels.

Hotpot accompanied by a beautiful companion: Su Chen ate with relish, while Liu Monong kept feeding him dishes, making him feel truly happy.

“You old thing, you really aren’t dead.” Jiang Chen stopped walking as the Ancient Immortal’s cold voice came from behind.

But the truly frustrating part was that shortly after I entered, a voice came from behind me.

In the courtyard, Lin Qi continuously swung his blade, maintaining an extremely high speed; the wind and snow prevented anyone from approaching.

The first to open his eyes was Xiao Zhan. But when he saw Xiao Ye and Xiao Ding, his pupils sharply contracted. He clearly understood the situation around him—he hadn’t expected his two sons to come to this place and fall into danger.

He roared furiously and sprang to his feet, quickly ascending the platform.

In the courtyard, Yan Yun unreasonably declared, “You’d better listen to me and do as you’re told. Otherwise, don’t blame me if you can’t take care of yourself for the rest of your life.” As he spoke, he looked at my crotch. Without needing to think, I knew what he intended, so I reluctantly nodded in submission.

“Damn it! It’s the soldier ant! That guy never struck! It must be hiding near the cave entrance, waiting to ambush me!” Shen Yi cursed loudly.

Although I was confident in my own strength, having lost the powerful aid of the Sword of the World’s Greatest, I was no longer as formidable as before. Coupled with this troublesome thing that had defeated many members of the Demonic Suppression Bureau, it was clearly no ordinary opponent.

The left pupil suffered even greater strain, requiring extremely precise control. Even Zhao Feng, skilled in the Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art, dared not be careless or distracted.

There is a saying among the people: once bitten by a snake, one fears a well rope for ten years. That saying fits perfectly; at this moment, I felt that aching discomfort.

“That’s theft, while I’m confiscating illegal gains—completely justified,” Gao Feng responded to the queen bee’s ridicule without concern. As a king who had lived through humanity’s apocalypse, he was both more realistic and colder.