Todos los capítulos de Dawn of the Gods: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Chen prepared everything, opened the door, and walk to the yard. Autumn was comfortable, and the sun was shining. He was about to call Li Muxue to go to the Coalesced Colors Hall when the voice of Murong Xian'er rose from behind. "Brother Xiao Chen, are you leaving?" Xiao Chen turned and saw Murong Xian'er and Luo Shangyan standing side by side. He smiled gently and said, "Yes, the Patriarch Guanshan issue is imminent. I have to go ask predecessor Huashang back as soon as possible." Luo Shangyan wanted to say something but she didn't say it. After a while, she said, "Are you going with Junior Sister Li?" Xiao Chen nodded. Luo Shangyan said, "Then you should be careful." Xiao Chen smiled lightly. "Okay, I get it." He then walked outside the yard, called Li Muxue, and went to the Coalesced Colors Hall. The people in the hall who were headed by the Perfected Immortal Qing Chen were waiting here, but Yu

The gargantuan dragon dived down ruthlessly, causing the entire valley to shudder in fear. Countless trees and grasses were crushed under the force of this boundless pressure. Large expanses of soil overturned and flew into the air. Instantly, more than half of the woods were ruined. The Fiend Duo of the Northern Underworld was the most gravely injured of them all. They supported each other while repeatedly coughing up blood. Their clothing was mostly ruined and every inch of their skin was covered with blood and soil. The duo looked battered and exhausted. Within seconds, the dark clouds that hung close to the ground dissipated and a clear sky that stretched for thousands of miles once again showed itself. Ji Wulang pointed to Xiao Chen and said resentfully, "Kid, you're an heir of the Ancient Immortal Clan! What's your name?" Xiao Chen replied indifferently, "I am who I am and I'm not ashamed. I'm Xiao Chen." The Fiend Duo of the Northern

Old Monster of Mount Ding immediately turned around to glare at Xiao Chen. "Where did you come from, kid? You dare go against Grandpa Ding?!" Before his voice had even faded, he aimed a fearsome palm attack at Xiao Chen. The nearby five or six Heartless Palace disciples were sent flying from the force of the attack. Li Muxue swiftly reacted, producing a blue barrier with both hands and blocking the attack. Old Monster of Mount Ding narrowed his eyes. "Well, well, well. I see you people have hired help. Tell me your names! That way, I can grant you two an honorable death later!" Xiao Chen stepped forward and said placidly, "I am who I am and I'm not ashamed. I'm Xiao Chen. I wonder if you have any advice for me, senior." He stared at Old Monster of Mount Ding like he was shooting ice arrows out of his eyes. Many disciples standing behind Old Monster of Mount Ding took a step backward. Old Monster of Mount Ding narrowed his eyes. "You're that

Huangfu Xin'er hastily said, "Master, you can't..." Huasang put up a hand to stop her from speaking. "How about it? Can you do it?" When Huashang met Huangfu Xin'er three months ago, the latter told her everything about her past with Xiao Chen. She empathized with the girl and started doting on her. How could she not guess what was going on after seeing the strange looks on them both? Xiao Chen never thought that Huashang would ask him to marry Huangfu Xin'er. He took a step forward and saluted her. "I'm sorry for not being able to agree with your condition." Even though Huangfu Xin'er had expected this answer, she still felt a stab of pain after hearing what he said. Huashang's gaze turned icy as she said, "Your reason." Xiao Chen took a deep breath. "Cultivators ought to be at peace with themselves. Before the calamity befalling the East Continent is over..." Without waiting for him to finish, Huashang burst into laughter. "T

Everyone was confused and puzzled. Huashang's stroke so powerful, yet how was it possible that three simple strokes of the zither were able to nullify it? Just when everyone was still perplexed, a sword radiance shafted down from the sky and an old man, his robes cyan-colored, emerged. Huashang's hard and furious stare immediately softened, replaced by a melancholic gaze upon the newcomer with reticent silence. It was Qingfeng who had arrived. He sighed wearily. "It has been so long, Junior Sister," he said, "The matter still bothers you?" Every acolyte and disciple of the Heartless Palace were equally surprised to hear this. Xiao Chen breathed in relief. He had barely survived a close call; so close that his hair still stood. But Huashang's eyes immediately turned into a seething glare. "Are you here also to antagonize me, Senior Brother?" she asked bitterly. Qingfeng merely shook his head. There was another sad