The Pinnacle Of Life

The people from Rakshasa Temple had occupied the Fuzen Tower of Terra Mountain and seemed to have done a detailed investigation on its history.

That man introduced, “Legend has it that a great battle between the deities and demons had broken out in the middle of the ancient era. Taikoubou held the Investiture of the Gods and carried out the deification here at Terra Mountain, but some absolutely dreadful devils could not be killed by normal means. Hence, the Demon Cleansing Tower was built on Fuzen Tower.”

“The ancient demons would be ground to dust once they fell into the Demon Cleansing Tower, let alone those who hadn’t achieved Incarnate Deity level like us.”

After the group finished listening to the introduction of the elder from Rakshasa Temple, all their hearts sank.

In addition, the astral wind blew onto their bodies endlessly and sliced open their flesh like blades, the pain so intense it penetrated into their bone marrow. After that, they helplessly saw their companions falling one by one. Few could resist such psychological pressure.

“Sect Master, what should we do? Help! I don’t want to die!”

“Somebody! Come and save us! We aren’t demons!” The group of people shouted as they burst into tears.

Jeremy was not fine either, but he was a half-stepped Incarnated Deity. Furthermore, he usually cherished his life so much that he would wear many magical treasures for defense. Since he was the sect master and his magical treasures were of high level, he managed to resist them.

“Over here! There is a boulder over here!”

“Everyone from the Returning Sword Sect. Come here quickly while you carry the corpses on the ground!”

could use the

spatial magical treasures couldn’t be used in this place. Only magical treasures in their mind palaces and those bound to their souls could be used… At that moment, they had no choice but to utilize whatever magical treasures at their disposal to block the wind, all for another

sometimes strong and sometimes weak. This process lasted for a while

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Clang! Clang! Clang!

the astral wind hitting the Mystic Armor. The sound made on Jade’s body also rang

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these sounds later diminished until they disappeared

of relief. As soon as he breathed, he smelled a particularly fragrant

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“What is this?”

second, he was stunned. It

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It was Jade’s blood.

on?

as though she was dead. Then, her body, which was supposed to be in gold, reverted to its previous state and the skin in

did she return to her

her life hanging by a thread. He then saw her body covered in wounds made by the astral wind. Her clothes and