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Chapter 644

Chapter 644: Chapter 347 “Extracting a Billion Years Lifespan Nutrient” and “The Steward’s Critical Injury” (Please Subscribe)_2

Before reaching the limit of both body and mind, Milton Cheney would not choose to recklessly attempt a breakthrough into the Slashing Longevity Realm.

Unless there was some irresistible factor.

Time slowly passed, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of years’ worth of Nutrient for lifespan were gradually absorbed by Milton Cheney.

It seemed that in at most one hundred thousand years, Milton Cheney would be able to complete this arduous Cultivation.

Just as Milton Cheney’s thoughts were flowing, suddenly, a young man in a Black Robe appeared in the Little World.

It was Steward Zuan.

However, Steward Zuan’s condition seemed somewhat poor.

No, it wasn’t just poor, it was very bad.

His face was pale, his breath was chaotic, and the pressure emanating from his body was uncontrollably spreading outward.

Seeing this, Milton Cheney’s brow furrowed slightly.

Something had happened.

After arriving in this Little World, Steward Zuan completely ignored Milton Cheney’s presence.

He found a random spot to sit down, and in the next moment, the entire gray-dust Little World was dyed red.

A dense mass of pale-red light clusters emerged around Steward Zuan.

At a glance, there were at least several hundred thousand of them.

As soon as these light clusters appeared, they began to rapidly melt away at an extremely fast pace.

In just a few seconds, several hundred thousand pale-red light clusters vanished completely.

But at this moment, Steward Zuan still looked like a funnel, with his aura continuously leaking out.

Time slowly went by, and one after another, Treasures were taken out by Steward Zuan, hovering around him as soon as they appeared.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

In the midst of the tense atmosphere, a thousand years had passed.

The color of the Treasures around Steward Zuan had all dimmed. But Steward Zuan’s injuries were also gradually being suppressed.

Finally, after three thousand four hundred and twenty years, Steward Zuan reopened his eyes.

At this moment, he was in quite a disheveled state.

Though the leaking of his aura had stopped, his face was still as pale as paper.

But thankfully, there were no serious issues.

expression slightly heavy, but he did not initiate

Zuan began

has now become the twenty-seventh

just one technique I was almost destroyed, if it wasn’t for my timely use of a secret treasure to transmit back

was unsightly, and a trace

this, Milton Cheney

position that could be equated to that of Elders, and even seemed to be

Disciples are treated as candidates for the Sect Leader’s training, even as training for becoming Immortal

Disciples, whether in terms of status, strength

Sect, there only existed twenty-six Core

Now, there were twenty-seven.

a scarce number, even fewer than the

Zuan was

won’t be able to leave the

go so crazy for

Zuan spoke with

be said

of years were all exhausted in

hatred in his heart would naturally

hated, there was no way around it; that individual was

the Sect was the most

him needed to leave the Sect, whether to

Sect, as that

his current Level, mere Cultivation

extending his lifespan were merely consumables for him and not

grudge would cause that Core Disciple

asked with

be to necessitate putting Steward Zuan to

a heavy loss for Steward Zuan this time, and

were just due to hatred, it would be fine, but

Steward Milton Cheney, Milton Cheney, the observer, had a much

Steward Milton Cheney also gave

moment, his

that Core Disciple out of some cultivation resources, so why should the Core Disciple be so relentless

was a

the tens of thousands of Plane Chiefs under that Core Disciple’s command, there had never been a case where

Plane Chief, after all, is

one died, they could simply find

hundreds of millions of years, Steward Milton Cheney had come to believe that the Core Disciple no longer

Core Disciple, this person targeted him

was not normal, very

this moment, Milton Cheney’s words

to his current Realm, he was naturally not

Disciple targeted him over a Plane Chief, he was now starting to doubt

make this fiendish woman remember him for hundreds of millions of

Steward Milton Cheney’s complexion returned to its usual calmness, but his expression still contained a hint of

years seemed to have

whether there were any clues he had left behind that could be discovered

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