The Pinnacle Of Life

“Ah!”

Every time she screamed, the nine, ringing chains that moved in rhythm would tug on her wounds, tearing, dragging, and tormenting her meridians. Significantly, the chain on her head glowed with red light, as if… The metal was burning red.

She was suffering a fate worse than death!

“Frostine Usoro, you’re pretty good. Your bloodline is very pure. Believe me. You, will open up a brand new future after this ordeal. You’ll be qualified to be my servant.”

It was none other than Seth Zamora, masquerading as the sect master of the Plenilune Sect, Jenson Springer. Frostine had long revealed his true identity before this. However, she was trapped here, and it wasn’t just anybody that could come up to the Plenilune Scaffold. He was not afraid of the exposure of his identity, indicating this would prove barely effective.

“Pfft!” Frostine looked at him coldly. “Do you think you can enter Phoenix Sect Sanctuary like this? Stop dreaming. You’ll be trapped in the Imminent Immortal realm in your life. Keep on dreaming if you want to become a true Immortal! Anything can happen in dreams!”

Seth’s expressions remained placid.

He stared intently at Frostine. “I’ve worked hard for so long… it finally paid off,” he chuckled. “Miss Usoro, thanks for your hard work. Come, consume this pill. Let’s work harder and try to grow your tail.”

fed Frostine a

weakened, was immediately full of vim and vigor once again. At the same time, the nine pillars on the Plenilune Scaffold lit up with

“Ah!”

could sense white fur emerging from her hand at a breakneck speed, whereas the location of her tailbone behind her waist became burning hot

was painful. It was excruciating

giving birth wouldn’t be as

for it! Keep

grown out a real Nine-Tails tribe trail after awakening all the bloodline energy, you’ll be able to open up the passage to the ancient Phoenix Sect. I

noticed the pain. She felt it. Her tailbone was broken with blood flowing

emerge. Was

was on the verge of losing her mind. Her brains were wracked by the shock of the extreme pain, amalgamating

are you

no longer endure it. I really can’t hold it anymore! I’m afraid I

“Senior…”

was hoarse,

extreme, but he calmed down. The murderous intent was at its extreme, yet it was