Chen Ping said nothing. After all, the Evil Path Hall was connected to Hu Mazi’s clansmen. If he stopped provoking them, what would happen to the souls of Hu Mazi’s clansmen?
Ling Xi saw that Chen Ping was silent, so she did not press further. Instead, she waved her hand to open a void passage and led the golden armoured guards inside.
Soon, the void passage closed, and Ling Xi and the others departed.
Chen Ping remained in the Sixth Heaven, helping Wu Hao rebuild the Divine Capital while cultivating in the Demon Suppressing Tower.
He now felt that his enemies were growing ever stronger, and his own power was truly insufficient.
During his time in the Sixth Heaven, Ling Yue continued to bring disciples from the Medicine King Sect to Chen Ping for bloodline fusion from time to time.
Zi Yuan also gave herself to Chen Ping, truly becoming his woman.
Wuji Daozhang saw Chen Ping indulging with women all day, but there was nothing he could do. After all, it was also for cultivation.
Time flew by, years passing like a shuttle.
Three full months had passed since that earth-shattering battle.
Chen Ping stood in the Demon Suppressing Tower, his eyes tightly closed, dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth swirling around him.
After three months of arduous cultivation, his strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
“Boom!”
A faint muffled sound emanated from within Chen Ping’s body. His aura surged instantly, and the surrounding spiritual energy, as if drawn by an invisible force, rushed madly into him.
“Fifth grade of the Earth Immortal Realm!”
Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes, a glint flashing in them.
For these three months, he had cultivated almost daily in the Demon Suppressing Tower.
One must know that three months in the Demon Suppressing Tower equated to decades of time.
If not for the resources inside the Demon Suppressing Tower being depleted, Chen Ping would have cultivated longer.
After all, his current strength was still not enough to venture to the Ninth Heaven.
Even surviving in the Eighth Heaven would be difficult.
“The fusion with Supreme Fire is becoming ever purer!”
Chen Ping extended his right hand. A black-and-white flame burned slowly in his palm.
This flame appeared gentle, yet it contained the power to destroy heaven and earth.
At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in Chen Ping’s mind.
“Lad, you have finally broken through to the fifth grade of the Earth Immortal Realm. Not bad, not bad.”
“Senior? You are awake?” Chen Ping said in delight.
For these three months, the Crimson Cloud Demon Lord had been in deep slumber. Chen Ping had feared something had gone wrong.
“Mm, I have rested long enough. It is time to wake.”
The Crimson Cloud Demon Lord’s voice carried a trace of weariness. “However, lad, you must be careful. Though your strength has improved considerably, it is still far from enough to deal with those true powerhouses.”
“I know.” Chen Ping nodded. “The Departing Fire Demon Lord and the Soul Devouring Venerable have escaped. Blood Wuying from the Evil Path Hall is also nowhere to be found. These people are all major threats to me.”
“Not just them.” The Crimson Cloud Demon Lord’s voice grew grave. “This Demon Suppressing Tower of yours is enough to make many powerhouses covet it. Now that it is exposed, the road ahead will be difficult.”
“I know.” A flicker of determination shone in Chen Ping’s eyes. “But I will not give up. One day, I will surpass all the powerhouses and become the true overlord!”
With that, Chen Ping walked out of the Demon Suppressing Tower.
At the same time, the reconstruction work in the Divine Capital proceeded steadily.
Wu Hao stood on the city walls of the Divine Capital, gazing at the bustling scene before him, his heart filled with emotion.
That great battle three months ago had nearly razed the Divine Capital to the ground.
Countless buildings had collapsed, countless citizens displaced.
Yet, through Wu Hao’s efforts and those of the other cultivators, the Divine Capital was gradually regaining its former glory.
“Your Majesty, the eastern city wall has been fully repaired,” a cultivator said respectfully.
“Very good.” Wu Hao nodded. “Tell everyone to ensure quality. No carelessness is allowed.”
“Yes!”
Wu Hao’s gaze swept over the entire Divine Capital, his eyes full of satisfaction.
