Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!
Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…
170. When a common man gets angry, blood is shed within five steps; what about when an ordinary person gets angry?
"Expelled from the Jiawu Realm?"
"The path to becoming immortal severed?"
"From now on, does this heaven and earth no longer allow anyone to become an immortal?"
Tan Shuchang pondered deeply, then gradually understood why this feeling of sorrow had arisen.
At this thought, clouds gathered and dispersed, and Tan Shuchang had already appeared in Old State, where that road to the Land of Yin and Darkness he had previously discovered was indeed showing signs of disappearing.
"Was the original Jiawu Realm a place favored by the Land of Yin and Darkness? And now that this realm has lost the name of Jiawu, does the Land of Yin and Darkness no longer value it?"
Tan Shuchang speculated.
Meanwhile, he watched as the road to the Land of Yin and Darkness gradually dimmed, and he also tried to operate the "Crossing River Technique."
This "Crossing River Technique" was that secret technique written by the pale white palm.