Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin Flood Dragon Hei flew through the clouds, passing the sea of rocky peaks that made up the vast Myriad Mountains.
Translator: Tamon All-immortal Realm, meeting room. Chen Jingyun was weary, elbows on the table, and holding his face. Being a made-up realm, the habit still brought some comfort, despite how the gesture lacked any sensory feedback.
Translator: Tamon Two dozen cultivators came to reinstate the trial grove’s barrier, most of which were at Golden Core Realm. The demons of each zone were soon separated, and a new barrier was erected as balance was once again restored in the grove.
Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin “Greetings, Senior.”
Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin “Senior, we’ve heard of your greatness and have come to pay our respects. We are overwhelmed with the Honour of seeing you in person.”
Translator: Tamon “Ripple power is sun power! Die, you monkey!”
Translator: Tamon The demons in the fighting zone were hostile to humans, and this place just happened to have four at the Qi Refining Realm. It was obvious by a mile what it intended.
Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin It was Chen Changan’s second outing.
