Nash asked for the specific location and then ryed the information to Eric. After receiving the news, Eric controlled the Chaos Tower toward the one o''clock position.
After a while, hended the Chaos Tower next to a low mound. The mound was two to three meters high and about ten meters wide. It looked like a tomb.
"Is this the mound?" Eric stood by the window and asked. "You''re not digging up the body or anything, right?"
"There''s a teleportation array under it. We can get to the central battlefield with it once we unearth it," Nash replied.
Hearing this, Eric led a group as they worked on removing the mound. The soil was harder than diamonds. Even with several powerful men at the Mystique Loyalty Realm shing at it with their swords for a long time, there was not a single scratch. "We need Profound Oriental Realm cultivators," Dante said in a deep voice. After saying that, he turned to look at Geronimo and Minaba. Dante''s favorability toward them had plummeted, perhaps due to the cowardice they had shown. They were able to contribute in this situation, but he would have to see if all they wanted to do was just sit back and enjoy the gains.
Geronimo smiled lightly. "I''m willing to help!" He took out a crescent shovel from his storage ring and shoveled hard at the mound of soil. The crescent shovel was a low-grade spiritual artifact and broke in an instant.
He shrugged helplessly. "If we can''t disrupt the soil even with spiritual artifacts, then I think we should take a long-term approach."
A young disciple from Cloud Ascendent Pce suddenly said, "Great Elder, don''t you have the top-grade spiritual artifact, the Sky-Breaking Ax, that was passed down by your ancestor?"
Geronimo coughed. "I''ll try again!" He then flipped his wrist, and a cold-looking giant ax appeared in his hand. He looked at the disciple who outed him and asked with a smile, "Which group do you belong to?"
A cold look immediately crossed Dante''s face.
"I''m a disciple of the Seventh Peak!" the young man responded happily. He thought the fact that he had advised the Great Elder at this critical moment had definitely impressed him. To leave an impression on a Great Elder was an incredible blessing. If the Great Elder were to bring him to the First Peak, he would surely rise in a short time and be a leader among the younger generation.
Geronimo calmly withdrew his gaze,
gripped the ax, and struck the
mound violently. With one stroke of
small piece of the mound
the ax, as
was cut out. Although the effect was minimal, it still worked in the end.
Geronimo struck the mound again and again, his spiritual energy depleting rather quickly.
He wanted Minaba and the two Profound Oriental Realm cultivators from the Sage Mantle Sect to help, but thetter two were women. It was disrespectful to let women do rough work.
Dante was also currently seriously
injured, not to mention, older than
l.ne
him. In terms of cultivation, he was two minor realms higher than Geronimo. It definitely would not be right for Geronimo to ask him for help.
After assessing the situation in his head, he concluded that he could only do it himself.
Geronimo was so depressed about this that every strike he made with the ax was filled with anger. To the others, he just looked like he was working hard.
...
In the opposite direction of cksoil,
Yumi emerged from the ocean. At this time, he had grown a small amount of flesh and blood. His strength and cultivation now wereparable to the third tier of the Tribtion Realm. Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.
Yumi stepped ashore, his arrival sounding like muffled thunder. "Jenny, it''s time for us to leave this ce." He sounded tired. "Yumi, you seem tired?"
"The Power of Law exists within the ocean and limits cultivation. I''ve been using my powers against it, and that consumed a lot of energy." "Where do we go?"
"To the central battlefield. There are many good things there."
Yumi stepped onto the shore, his huge body shrinking rapidly to be the size of a normal Titan.