amaotonovel Chapter 942
Chapter 942
Han Changkong felt warm in his heart and nodded. Then his figure slowly faded away, as if merging into the void, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
When he appeared again, he had already found Bai Qidong.
"I have already destroyed most of the God Realm. From now on, this is the God Realm."
Han Changkong said with a stern expression and a firm gaze.
Bai Qidong looked confused. How could he know that there was another realm of gods in the outside world? In his understanding, this was the continent of gods, where they had always lived.
After hearing what Han Changkong said, he was stunned for a moment before he spoke:
"My Lord, the Continent of the Gods is now in ruins. Repairing it would require the construction of various large-scale formations, a massive undertaking."
Han Changkong knew in his heart that although the destruction of the continent had little impact on him, and he could travel through it as easily as walking on flat ground with his own strength, for those cultivators in the earth realm with shallow cultivation, this broken terrain was simply an insurmountable chasm. If they were not careful, they would get lost in it and even fall into a desperate situation.
"Do you know how to set up formations?" Han Changkong looked at Bai Qidong with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"I know a little bit about this kind of traction formation, but in order to successfully build it, I need the cooperation of many experts. I can't complete it by myself." Bai Qidong answered truthfully.
Han Changkong lowered his head slightly after hearing this, and after thinking for a moment, he said:
"Then wait a little longer. The cultivators from the divine realm should take another month to arrive. You will be responsible for receiving them and making sure they are properly arranged. During this time, try to improve your own cultivation to avoid being shorthanded."
Han Changkong nodded slightly, and suddenly remembered that Xu Hai should not have returned. It would take them several months to travel back and forth to the Divine Continent. How could they have the cultivation level he had?
The night was like a huge piece of ink-colored brocade, gently and densely covering the ancient battlefield. Only Han Changkong's yard was like a shining pearl, emitting a warm light in this endless darkness.
In the center of the yard, on a simple and heavy stone table, there are many mouth-watering delicacies. All these delicacies are carefully prepared by the girls, full of anticipation for reunion.
Qingluan has a graceful figure, with her sleeves lightly rolled up by her bare hands, revealing her arms as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade. The spatula in her hand is like a lively paintbrush, dancing skillfully up and down in the pot. Soon, a dish of fragrant and attractively colored stir-fried animal meat with spiritual plants comes out of the pot, with steam rising in curls. The rich aroma instantly fills the entire yard, arousing everyone's appetite.
Nichang was born with a clever mind and she carefully fiddled with the spiritual fruits she brought from the fairyland. The spiritual fruits flowed through her fingertips and soon turned into a plate of exquisite works of art. Each fruit exuded a dreamy luster, making people reluctant to eat it.
If Han Changkong hadn't been so powerful, these things would have been crushed into ashes as early as when she appeared in the God Realm.
Han Yun was not idle either. She raised her white hands lightly and cast a water spell. The clear water flowed like a flexible ribbon, gently wrapping around the food and washing it clean. The crystal water droplets rolled on the surface of the food, just like round pearls, shining brightly.
Han Changkong walked out of the house with steady steps. Seeing this busy yet joyful scene, the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily, and his deep eyes were filled with doting.
"Stop busying yourself, come and sit down."
His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of smile, and it echoed in the yard.
Upon hearing the sound, the girls washed their hands and gathered around the stone table, chatting and laughing.
In an instant, clear and pleasant laughter intertwined together, like a cheerful piece of music, dispelling the fatigue and tension of the day and filling this small courtyard with the warmth of home.