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.”

Frostine

At the same time, the nine

“Ah!”

again. She could sense white fur emerging from her hand at a breakneck speed, whereas the location of her tailbone behind her

was painful. It was excruciating

even felt that giving birth wouldn’t be as

for it! Keep

bloodline energy, you’ll be able to

the pain. She

was about to emerge.

that she was going out of her mind. She was on the verge of losing her mind. Her brains were wracked by the shock of the extreme

you

hold

“Senior…”

was hoarse, calm, the calmness that

anger was at the extreme, but he calmed down. The murderous intent