Golden Light Prefecture City.
This night was destined to be restless.
The snow in the sky melted into a torrential downpour, continuously falling, with large beads of rain mixed with hail hitting the ground, creating a clattering sound.
The earth, splashed with water, reflected a hazy scene.
Temple Control Bureau.
The Governor's face at the Temple Administration Office became extremely solemn.
The sword at his waist trembled incessantly, his eyes shone brilliantly, his heart surged with emotion, and his qi and blood rolled inside him.
He took a deep breath.
Suppressing the trembling and longing within him.
"A Great Grandmaster battle..."
"Great Grandmaster..."
Xie Jing's eyes flickered, he raised his hand, bathing in the downpour turned from snow by the impact of a Great Grandmaster's vitality.
His entire being was shrouded in a misty veil of water.
He looked at his hand.
"Truly, it's aspiration..."
As the Governor of the Temple Administration Office seated in Golden Light Prefecture.
Xie Jing's strength was certainly not weak, and he had a keen desire for the realm of Great Grandmaster, but it wasn't easy to break through to that level.
He was always just one step short.
However, he was actually very close to the realm of Great Grandmaster.
In his usual sparring, he only used his Yuanxiang Cultivation, but in reality, his Qi and Blood Martial Cultivation was the strongest.
Half-step Great Grandmaster...
That was his true foundation.
In Golden Light Prefecture, only two people knew his real strength.
Nan Li Huo and the Chief Supervisor, not even the City Lord Su Huaili knew about his Qi and Blood Martial Cultivation.
Closing his eyes, Xie Jing reminisced about tonight's Great Grandmaster battle, feeling his blood boiling with fervor.
He seemed to have a realization.
The Divine Gang technique of Xue Dufu, its use and stimulation, greatly moved him.
After reminiscing for a moment.
Xie Jing opened his eyes and returned inside the Temple Administration Office building.
This Yuan Jingang...
Can he be found?
This guy...
Is the most terrifying surprise!
...
...
Outside the house, rain continued to lash down fiercely.
The world was blurry, the night deep and profound.
Li Che returned to the room, the lamp flame flickering amongst the rain smashed against the ground.
The room was extremely quiet.
Seven Fairy in the Painting incarnations were diligently helping their original form with Divinity, working as hard as if they were helping with summer vacation homework.
Li Che rubbed his hands together, his eyes sparkling with great anticipation.
Three Qiankun Jades floated in front of him.
Two Qiankun Jades radiated Corpse Qi and Death Qi, one Qiankun Jade circulated with blood qi.
Li Che broke open the Qiankun Jades of two Gold Split Gate hidden Corpse God Cult experts.
The Corpse Qi and Death Qi were instantly torn apart by Li Che's brutal and fierce force.
Having done this kind of thing not for the first time, Li Che listened to the Qiankun Jade's restraints scream and shatter, his heart undisturbed.
The first thing after opening the Jade, search for the Divine Crystal!
With a thought, a myriad of items poured out from the Qiankun Jades!
"Seven Yuan Divinity Crystals, five pieces! Fifteen Eight Extremes Divine Crystals! Nine Luminaries and Ten Cities Divine Crystals... are no longer important! But adding up, they are nearly five hundred pieces!"
"Hissâ!"
"Worthy of the Gold Split Gate, the old ancestor of the Gold Split Gate must have held the entire sect's resources in his hands! Aren't all these benefits mine now?"
A grand harvest!
Just the Divine Crystals alone made Li Che's effort worthwhile!
Li Che's smile blossomed, although not feeling as if he had struck it rich, as he had experienced it many times before, but the feeling of harvest was still very pleasing.
It was like planting peanuts in the ground, and pulling them out to find them flourishing with fruits, the feeling was beautiful.
These experts from the Corpse God Cult...
What's the difference from peanuts growing in the ground waiting for him to pluck?
"Or perhaps to use a more vivid description..."
"The evildoers of the Corpse God Cult... are merely like power banks."