Chapter 1647: Arriving at the 14th Level!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
His Excellency the Venerable Immortal: Strange, why did these words sound… so grating on the ears?
He felt like there was something off about it.
Especially when he noticed Crown Prince Mo next to him sending him a queer look, he couldn’t help but glare back at him.
“What are you looking at, let’s go!” As Feng Chen gruffly strode toward the pa.s.sageway to the 14th level, he asked, “Mo Lian, if you’ve also come, then who’s taking care of my little lady?”
Mo Lian swept him an irritable look and promptly turned to walk away.
What your little lady. She was clearly his!
“Eh? Feng Chen, you really aren’t letting me down? Feng Chen? Feng?…”
*Thud!* The Peony Immortal felt the wood coc.o.o.n around her loosen, and she slid downwards.
Because the wood vine had sapped away most of her sacred energy, the Peony Immortal felt top-heavy when she fell down. Since she was unable to balance herself in time, she nearly toppled to the floor.
When she looked up at them again, she saw that they had already entered the pa.s.sageway.
The Peony Immortal couldn’t resist snorting and shouted sardonically, “The Little Despot of the 14th level is a difficult opponent. You had better be careful. His earth spirit binding technique has reached the peak of perfection. Even I am not his match!”
Dao Wuji couldn’t help twitching his mouth. “Gosh, the old hag really is a strange person. But even without her pointer, could it be that the five of us aren’t enough to crush a mere Little Despot?”
Mo Lian and Feng Chen did not pay this dunce any attention.
After the group arrived at the 14th level, they did not sense anything off.
On this empty floor, they could see all the way to the other end.
There was not a figure in sight!
“That Little Despot couldn’t have hid away seeing our numbers right!” Dao Wuji laughed heartily.
However, Mo Lian, Feng Chen, and the Luo Brothers all ignored him.
Just as Dao Wuji was about to walk toward the middle of the tower, he discovered that he was unable to lift his feet no matter how he tried!
He looked down and couldn’t help but be alarmed. “My feet!! My feet are gone!”
Feng Chen did not want to bother with this dunce at all!
What feet were gone!
Weren’t his feet still there?
It was just that a glob of mud had wrapped around their feet and made them sink down into it.
They had succ.u.mbed to the Little Despot’s earth spirit attack the moment they entered the 14th level.
Feng Chen gave a snort, and an emerald sapling sprouted from the dirt. It was only a frail seedling to start with, and then it gradually branched and grew thick and strong, as if on steroids.
A gigantic, towering tree soon took root in the middle of the tower.
The gigantic trees’ branches coiled around Feng Chen and the others’ waists and lifted them out together from the earth spirit’s shackles with a slight tug.
“Ha, eat my rock rain!” A childlike voice abruptly came from a corner.
In the blink of an eye, everyone felt black clouds gathering overhead. When they looked up, they saw boulders coming down upon them in a torrent.
Mo Lian, Feng Chen, the Luo Brothers, and Dao Wuji simultaneously activated their own defensive boundaries to ward off this rock rain.
While protecting his body with sacred energy, Dao Wuji couldn’t resist cursing, “F*ck, where did this crazy imp come from. What kind of man are you by being so evasive. Come out if you have the guts!”
“How dare you flaunt your age. Go die!” A childlike shout abruptly entered Dao Wuji’s ears.
Suddenly, Dao Wuji felt the rock rain above his head turning into an even heavier downpour.