However, someone next to me reminded: "Elder, will this extract too much? If it kills people..."

"What are you afraid of?" an elder said coldly, "A person like this who has no foundation and no backing will die when she dies. Who else can help her succeed?"

…

On the Western Tower.

The golden book was suspended in front of the Mu family leader, surrounded by a layer of very faint golden light.

The new page of gold paper trembled slightly, and he picked up the pen again to write the name that had been tried for hundreds of years without leaving any ink marks.

The pen just clicked.

Then I heard a muffled sound coming from where the four heavenly gates at the top of the sacred tower were embedded in the walls.

This door is the place that connects the spiritual power of the Four-District God Tower. It will only be opened once every hundred years during the Death Sacrifice of the Four-District. It is clear that the time has not arrived, so what happened this time?

One sound, two sounds.

One sound after another!

The face of the Mu family leader changed. Was the Tianhe Gate of the Fourth District kicked down?

Is it South District? North District?

Could it be that he heard about his family’s Mu Yang’s success in praying to the gods?

He hurriedly went up to take a look.

A thud.

Door to the East End.
Chapter completed!