Castle of Black Iron
After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten. In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive. A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger. The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron! Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together! ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content**
Making a Great Whoop and a Holler
Editor: Aleem
Zhang Tie sensed the embarrassing atmosphere and the self-conscious expressions of the immortal generals of Yin-Yang Sect inside the sacrificial altar too.
It was just like that in many cases. When people realized that they were going to bid farewell to each other, they would say something or do something special. However, when they realized that they didn't need to bid farewell to each other anymore, what they said and did appeared to be ill-timed and embarrassing.
After Ying Canghai woke up, the sacrificial altar became quiet at once. At this moment, none of the immortal generals and elders of Yin-Yang Sect knew how to face their head. Meanwhile, Ying Canghai didn't know how to face these immortal generals of Yin-Yang Sect either. Ying Canghai didn't even make any eye contact with the grand elders of Yin-Yang Sect. They just avoided eye contacts.