Chapter 377: A Fractured Cry in the Peach Grove

Whoosh, whoosh, as if a sudden gale had risen in the Peach Orchard, its wild force twisting every branch and leaf of the peach trees!

A constant rustling filled the air!

It was like the crashing of ocean waves in a forest, all converging in Li Che’s ears—or rather, within the perception of his Cosmic Chessboard.

They formed three words.

“Save me.”

Li Che’s eyes shrank slightly in shock.

Every hair on his body stood on end, his pores bursting as if scalded by a searing heat!

What was that sound?

Where was it coming from?!

Li Che felt his head spin while the Chess Sage Dao Fruit in his chest pulsed with an unprecedented reaction and disturbance!

Greed, excitement, longing——

Li Che had never experienced such a transformation in a dao fruit before.

That desperate yearning was like withered grass in a barren desert craving a cool stream—the desire surging from the dao fruit made Li Che’s expression shift uncontrollably.

What on earth was happening?

Standing amidst the peach grove, his gaze sharp, Li Che swept his eyes around.

The Cosmic Chessboard floated high above.

That mysterious voice kept echoing through the void:

“From the depths—ever deeper—”

Li Che turned his head toward a direction deep within the orchard.

There, a separate enclosure of fences isolated a section of the peach grove—with undoubtedly older, more mature peach trees.

“Could it be a five-thousand, seven-thousand, or even nine-thousand-year-old peach grove?”

Li Che furrowed his brow.

One thing was certain: the desperate cry that made the Chess Sage Dao Fruit throb with longing came from deep within the peach grove!

“And who is crying for help?”

“Is it a human? A demon? Something uncanny? Or even the peaches themselves——”

Li Che felt completely confounded.

His mind raced with guesses, yet none made sense.

But Li Che refused to give up——

For nothing had ever excited the Chess Sage Dao Fruit so much; its anticipation and craving were completely new.

He had to find out what was causing it.

Moreover——

Li Che was genuinely eager.

For his Chess Sage Dao Fruit had now reached 90% maturity at LV5.

The breakthrough to LV6, accompanied by the Fourth Transcendence, was nearly at hand!

Once the dao fruit transcended, it would sprout a Dao Induction.

For Li Che, Dao Induction was an immensely powerful force and boost.

Whether it was Dragon Elephant Furnace or his exquisite aptitude, they all granted him an exaggerated surge in battle power.

Li Che eagerly anticipated every bit of Dao Induction from his dao fruits.

“I can’t ignore that desperate cry—my compassionate heart won’t let it pass by!”

“Brother, wait for me!”

Li Che’s eyes glittered.

“It seems… I must venture deeper into the peach grove.”

He murmured to himself.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart—perhaps spurred by the dao fruit’s fervor—Li Che couldn’t help but feel exhilarated.

He closed his eyes briefly; the Mud Pellet at his brow thumped incessantly as his Divine Nucleus Technique and Fa Tian Xiang Di began to subside.

In the moment his dark robes parted the air, Li Che opened his eyes again.

The Cosmic Chessboard still floated high above.

That cry for help had melted into the wind, vanishing without a trace.

Li Che tossed a Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Paotao in his hand.

Within the peach grove, capturing a peach inside the Qian Kun Jade was impossible—clearly a rule-bound force was at work.

But Li Che didn’t mind; with a snap of his fingers, the peach immediately floated by his side.

With his current mastery of Heavenly Soul power, levitating a peach with mere thought was trivial, hardly costing him any effort.

“Quick and decisive! Second round in a flash—this is the five-thousand-year peach grove!”

Li Che flung open his arms, and his eyes sparkled with a flash reminiscent of sizzling thunder.

The Mud Pellet at his brow trembled violently.

Lv Xuan Sword Immortal Golden Pill was still absorbing the power of the Four Heavenly King Temple Spirits as it charged towards the Divine Nucleus Realm.

Once that surge succeeded, Li Che’s confidence would only grow.

“Within this peach labyrinth, the range of the Heavenly Soul’s perception is only ten zhang——”

“Perhaps with further cultivation, the perception range will increase. With Divine Nucleus three-shifts or Martial Saint triple awakening, the scope of perception might be greatly expanded——”

“But it still remains limited.”

Li Che tried to expand his perception with his telepathic senses, but the range barely extended—yet even this slight advantage was something.

If handled well, it could create a surprise gap against weaker cultivators.

But that was too much hassle.

His telepathic ability, honed through years, now spanned beyond the Qi Sea and even surpassed a hundred zhang—with the strength of a pure martial telepathy rivaling triple-awakened Martial Saints.

And when it came to explosive power, combined with the detonation of seven Qimen Divine Seeds, it surpassed even that of top heroes.

However, with the Peach Festival unfolding under the dazzling display of the Empress’s Three-Clarity Divine Weapon, the Heavenly River Ruyi Hairpin, Li Che could not afford to let his martial might flare up too soon.

Reliant solely on his divine cultivation, Li Che would struggle greatly—but he could still hold his own in a fight.

He couldn’t simply unleash his martial power recklessly.

Using only his divine nature, Li Che might be at a disadvantage, yet he could still fight.

“What a hassle…”

“I have the Cosmic Chessboard—I’ll just cheat my way through.”

Li Che clasped his hands behind his back and stepped toward the shifting maze of the peach grove.

Earlier, he might have tried to slowly drag it out with his Heavenly Soul,

but now, with a big brother in the grove calling him, he had to quicken his pace.

He wasn’t about to waste any more time.

Gathering five peaches—

It wasn’t that difficult.

Through the Cosmic Chessboard, Li Che immediately locked onto a hero ten zhang away who was busy plucking a peach.

Within the Chessboard and judging by the aura of that hero, he was a Divine Nucleus cultivator of one-shift transcendence—a familiar face indeed. A smile tugged at Li Che’s lips as he stepped lightly; even the frost grass underfoot seemed to part before him as if pressed aside by unseen force, and then, like a phantom, Li Che drifted away.

The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit trembled slightly.

The state of the Sleeping Dragon Elephant was triggered.

Li Che merged with the darkness, as if becoming one with the shadow of the swaying peach trees.

Silent and elusive, nearly impossible to track.

Indeed——

Even the Heavenly River Water Curtain from the Heavenly River Ruyi Hairpin was swayed aside by Li Che’s concealed aura.

Divine Capital Second City.

Night was deep and the spring rain fell in thin, slanting drops, cascading onto the mortal world.

This Peach Festival had already spanned a full day, and now in the night the spring rain continued unabated.

After the battle with the Proto-Dragon Chief and the ruin of Jade Plaza, the void itself seemed torn apart—whenever a streak of jade sliced through, a Heavenly River appeared.

The Heavenly River descended as a shimmering water curtain, painting a scene before everyone’s eyes.

Its gentle radiance dispelled the darkness.

The constant rush of water echoed, each droplet bursting with countless glimmers of light as they tumbled down the Heavenly River.

These glimmers wove together to form a vivid display on the water curtain.

In that display, a nine-panel grid appeared, showcasing the images of nine heroic figures from the Thousand-Year Peach Grove within the Western Queen Mother Bizarre Temple and Bizarre Temple.

Whether it was the many experts seated behind the main feast table in the great hall or the martial cultivators along the walls of Divine Capital Third City, everyone was fixated on the images revealed by the Heavenly River Water Curtain.

Nine heroes——

Each one rushing as aimlessly as a headless fly.

Within the peach grove, every tree swayed unpredictably—without rhythm or pattern. At any moment, a peach tree might stealthily slip away like a coy princess lifting her skirt.

It was the first time anyone had seen the scene within the Western Queen Mother’s Peach Garden.

As the cherished land producing longevity-imbued, restorative peaches in the Three-Clarity Bizarre Temple, it stirred immense curiosity in many.

Yet no one knew where this Three-Clarity Western Queen Mother Bizarre Temple was located.

How could anyone ever find the peach grove then?

Thus, at this Peach Festival, when people had a chance to catch a glimpse of the orchard’s scenery, all were intrigued, craning their necks to take a closer look.

But the moving peach trees left everyone rather dumbfounded.

Qianyuan Divine Sect Main Feast Hall.

XiXi huddled in Zhang Ya’s arms, craning her neck with eyes as dark and round as black dates, repeatedly scanning the Heavenly River Water Curtain’s nine images…

Yet, no image of Li Che could be found!

XiXi instantly grew upset and pouted.

“Where’s Daddy’s image?!”

“This is boring! I want to see Daddy!”

XiXi complained indignantly.

That water curtain understood nothing.

It wouldn’t even show a glimpse of Daddy the Great!

But soon, XiXi’s attention was caught by a peach tree scurrying stealthily through the scene.

“Hey, that peach tree is like a little thief!”

“In Daddy’s words, it’s got a strong sense of stealth!”

XiXi pointed at the screen in astonishment.

So it turned out that the peaches she loved were growing on trees just like that!

While everyone was distracted by the chaotic images of heroes buzzing around like headless flies and admiring the peach grove’s scene,

Suddenly——

The Heavenly River Water Curtain trembled slightly.

Water splashed, and then the nine images shattered with a bang, merging into one.

Within that single image——

One hero collapsed lifelessly onto the ground, leaving a trail of devastation.

As soon as this scene appeared, everyone froze in shock…

Even the Empress, who wielded the Heavenly River Ruyi Hairpin, paused with a strange look across her face.

“Is this the first hero of Tian Dan Divine Sect—Liu Qing?”

“Yes, yes, it’s him. In the preliminary feast, he was the one who got defeated in seconds by Li Bansheng of Qianyuan Divine Sect!”

“Eh? Look at his disheveled state—was his peach snatched?”

“It must be. And it was so sudden——even the Heavenly River Water Curtain had no time to react!”

Murmurs filled the air—from the grand hall of Divine Capital Second City to the martial cultivators along the walls of Divine Capital Third City, astonished voices arose.

Many couldn’t help but laugh at Liu Qing’s desperate, bewildered look in the image.

Was Tian Dan Divine Sect’s top hero nothing more than a comic relief?

A professional jester?

A hero defeated in a heartbeat?

Back at the preliminary feast, Li Che had dispatched him so quickly that no one could react—and now…

At the main feast, his defeat was once again instantaneous, even causing the Empress’s Three-Clarity Divine Weapon to lag for a moment.

Qitian Divine Sect Main Feast Hall.

Gu Changqing’s face turned as dark as ink; a cold hum escaped his nostrils.

Liu Qing was his protégé, and yet this debacle unfolded.

But now, everyone present grew curious.

Who exactly——

Could have so ruthlessly overwhelmed the hero of Tian Dan Divine Sect at the Divine Nucleus one-shift stage?

And done it without being detected?!

Thousand-Year Peach Orchard.

Liu Qing slumped to the ground, his clothes in disarray—the peach he had just picked——

was gone!

And not only a peach!

He had also lost his Qian Kun Jade!

“You’re done for! This Qian Kun Jade was your lifeline——”

Someone had ambushed him, snatched away his peach and Qian Kun Jade, and left behind a nearly shameful remark.

Liu Qing’s eyes reddened, his rage nearly causing him to spurt blood.

That scoundrel——

Though he was so strong!

He still managed to ambush him!

A silent, stealthy ambush!

By the time Liu Qing realized what was happening, the culprit had long vanished, leaving Liu Qing chasing after a peach tree with an overwhelming sense of stealth.

Furious, Liu Qing dragged himself up from the ground, though he had to admit that his assailant had crushed him so effortlessly and then brazenly stolen his peach and Qian Kun Jade——

It clearly demonstrated a crushing superiority in strength.

That feeling——

Reminded Liu Qing all too well of his battle with Li Che at the preliminary feast.

That battle——

He had been utterly crushed.

Wiped out in seconds.

And today, that all-too-familiar sensation returned.

Although he hadn’t seen Li Che, Liu Qing’s intuition screamed that the one who had wronged him was none other than Li Che!

“Even without the peach, I still have a chance!”

“If I can gather five peaches, I can still advance to the second round!”

Liu Qing took a deep breath, leaning forward and dashing wildly through the labyrinth in search of a peach-bearing tree!

The rustling of peach branches echoed as if the roots wriggled swiftly across the soft ground.

Then a figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

Around him, two peaches hovered—the second being a Thousand-Year Peach, an Immortal Longevity Peach exuding a heady fragrance.

“Is that Tian Dan Divine Sect’s Liu Qing?”

Li Che smiled lightly.

He had not resorted to killing; simply taking the peach was enough. In the process, he even nonchalantly filched Liu Qing’s Qian Kun Jade.

“Your lifeline, so to speak.”

Li Che pressed his two fingers together, tore open his Qiankun Space, and tossed the Qian Kun Jade inside.

He wasn’t in a hurry to see what lay within.

This time, having entered the peach grove through the Western Queen Mother’s divine essence on a peach branch, Li Che sensed that death here was real—

There would be no safety net like at the preliminary feast, where one could rely on the Western Queen Mother’s divine protection. Here, death was final, and killing was permitted.

Of course, if one encountered an undefeatable foe, they could use their mental link to the Western Queen Mother’s divine essence to opt out of the Peach Festival.

Li Che spared Liu Qing slightly—not out of mercy, but so that Liu Qing might continue stirring trouble. As long as Liu Qing lived, he could compete for the remaining peaches, even if he couldn’t pick any more, he could still snatch them from others’ hands.

More competitors for the peaches meant it’d be even harder for anyone to collect all five.

This Peach Festival featured no shortage of formidable challengers that kept Li Che on his toes.

Relying solely on divine prowess, there were plenty who could pressure Li Che.

For example, Goldmane of Witch God Mountain—a being who had reached triple-awakened Martial Saint level, whose strength was immense, and was heir to the Great Witch God.

Then there was Zhang Xuanlei of Purple Mansion Divine Sect, the biological father of Zhang Yunlong.

Li Che and Zhang Xuanlei were far from friends—especially since XiXi had slain his son, and Zhang Xuanlei’s feud with the children left no room for reconciliation.

Thus, a showdown between Li Che and Zhang Xuanlei was inevitable.

Zhang Xuanlei, the top hero of Purple Mansion Divine Sect, was incredibly powerful; he came to seize the championship at the Peach Festival.

Moreover, there were the second and third heroes of Purple Mansion Divine Sect—Zhang Xuanhe and Zhang Xuanyu respectively.

These three top heroes from the Great Realm’s First Divine Sect were all set on challenging for the top spot!

Based on previous Peach Festivals, it was highly likely that all three would vie for the championship.

Besides these, there were also Buddhist monks from the Foreign Lands of Buddha—a force that influenced even Xiao Lingyin Temple and might even be the source of the Evil Buddha.

In previous years, the Foreign Lands of Buddha hadn’t sent any monks, but this year was different, as if they had foreseen something.

No matter what, peering through a small opening, Xiao Lingyin Temple proved to be extremely troublesome—and the force behind it in the Foreign Lands of Buddha was even more formidable.

Then there was Ji Mo Li’s disciple, Zhou Chiguo, among others…

“The pressure is indeed immense——”

“Without unleashing martial prowess, it’s quite a challenge.”

Li Che’s brow furrowed slightly.

Most importantly——

There was a loophole in the rules of this Peach Festival—perhaps not a loophole at all, but rather——

It might allow the heroes to team up against one opponent.

“Enough—”

“Let’s continue.”

Li Che exhaled slowly; the Mud Pellet at his brow pulsed as divine energy surged like a tide.

Then, he merged with the shadow of a peach tree.

The Cosmic Chessboard hovered over the peach grove.

It locked onto everyone’s status in perfect clarity.

Since it was the first round, Li Che didn’t target Goldmane, Zhang Xuanlei, or others—instead, he silently chose the weak, snatching their peaches without harming them, leaving them to stir the chaos.

He spared their lives, allowing them to continue causing trouble.

“Who?!”

With a rustle—

A peach tree, its branches and leaves clashing, moved like a phantom.

Then, Li Che emerged from the darkness clad in a black robe, his jet-black hair swirling wildly.

With a powerful convergence of divine energy emanating from his outstretched fingers, a terrifying rank pressure crushed down like a mountain.

One of the third heroes from Seven Treasure Divine Sect found himself frozen, utterly incapable even of turning his head.

He could only watch as his peach was wrenched away by a long, slender hand.

The hero broke into a cold sweat, helplessly witnessing as his peach was taken away in a manner bordering on criminal.

When the sound of the moving peach tree reverberated, the hero crumpled onto the frost-covered ground, panting heavily.

“So strong—I am a first-stage Martial Saint, yet… my martial will and telepathic senses warn me

that behind me loomed a terrifying presence, like an ancient true dragon!”

“I can’t afford to provoke it.”

The hero showed wisdom and refrained from lamenting—there was no time for regrets.

He knew that as time passed, peaches would dwindle, and he needed to encounter equally matched heroes to snatch peaches from them.

If luck favored him, gathering five peaches quickly would let him ascend to the second round.

Divine Capital Second City.

The Heavenly River Water Curtain flowed noisily, displaying a kaleidoscope of images.

Within the scene…

Only heroes from Seven Treasure Divine Sect, drenched in sweat yet determined, were shown as they struggled to rise from the ground, wiping away their perspiration and fighting on.

“The Heavenly River Water Curtain—lagging again—”

“So fast, from the moment a peach is snatched to its total disappearance—it barely takes a breath!”

“The water curtain captures battle scenes, yet the opponent’s fight ended in a flash—who could be so swift?!”

Both Divine Capital Second City and Third City erupted in murmurs.

Many were itching with curiosity: Who was the one keeping the Heavenly River Water Curtain spinning?

Most importantly, how could someone do this while remaining untraceable by the water curtain?

Main Feast Hall.

Even the Empress’s beautiful face briefly revealed a curious expression; her long lashes trembled as she narrowed her eyes with interest.

The Emperor, too, turned his head inquisitively.

“Empress—are you playing around?”

The Emperor couldn’t help but ask.

The Empress pursed her red lips and replied, “Your Majesty—do you really think I’m toying around?”

“If the Heavenly River Ruyi Hairpin failed to detect that hero who snatched three peaches, then this hero—”

She continued, “must have employed an extremely powerful breath-conserving technique to mask his presence from the Water Curtain.

And, I can’t shake the feeling that his perception is so keen—almost as if he can pinpoint the location of every hero flawlessly.”

“Your Majesty also knows that my mastery over the Heavenly River Ruyi Hairpin is yet below thirty percent.”

The Emperor paused.

“Then this hero—truly an interesting one.—”

“I wonder who he is?”

Everyone grew curious.

“While other heroes are still studying the rules of the peach grove, this one has already collected three peaches and even left his competitors alive to muddle the waters—”

“What a mastermind.”

“Don’t worry, with his rate of amassing peaches, he’ll likely be the first to collect all five Thousand-Year Peaches and ascend to round two. When that happens— the peach grove will reveal it all.”

“He won’t be able to hide his secret for long.”

The Empress smiled lightly. Though intrigued, she was in no hurry.

The Cosmic Chessboard floated high above.

Its interlaced lines resembled a vast network stretching across the land—its concealment far superior to before. Even if suspended high, enveloped by a shroud blocking auras, no one could sense its presence.

Yet everyone else was exposed under its watchful gaze.

Li Che didn’t mind cheating; if you can cheat, why wallow like a salted fish?

Living comfortably, why deliberately endure hardships?

Three peaches floated around Li Che; his mind stirred, and the Cosmic Chessboard seemed to be his eyes, scanning all around.

Alas, Qianyuan Divine Sect, because of the connection to the Authentic Transmission Ledger’s top egg fanatic—the Prince of Da Li Wangting—did not participate in this Peach Festival, and with Huang Jianjiu’s death and Su Wuming being slain by him——

The pool of heroes eligible for the Peach Festival was suddenly thinned.

Otherwise, Li Che could have bolstered the heroes of Qianyuan Divine Sect to quickly gather peaches and ascend to round two.

Even if the heroes of Qianyuan Divine Sect wouldn’t be competitive in the second round, they could still choose to withdraw with their collected peaches.

Though withdrawal would affect the situation——

Li Che didn’t care, for it wouldn’t matter to him—the one who possessed the Cosmic Chessboard, surveying the entire scene like an eagle.

Tiptoeing silently, he melted into the shade of the trees and proceeded with his steps; fierce winds howled as he dashed through the shadows.

Moments later, he appeared behind a hero.

This hero was merely a top-tier Grandmaster with three flourishing talents—a threat to Li Che was virtually non-existent.

In an instant, Li Che subdued him and swiped his peach.

Taking the peach, he merged back into the darkness.

Once it was done, he nonchalantly swept away all attention.

BOOM!!!

The frost on the ground exploded as if struck repeatedly by a mighty force.

Zhang Xuanlei’s expression turned icy as if he might drip with cold.

One Divine Talisman after another burst before him, yet the red dot on his brow—like a ruby—trembled, his divine aura rippling the air.

BAM BAM BAM!!!

One explosive Divine Talisman after another detonated, unleashing powerful shockwaves that clashed with the peach trees, causing divine restrictions to manifest on their trunks to absorb the impact.

Without those safeguards, the shock would have damaged the peach trees, halting their ability to bear fruit.

Zhang Xuanlei slowly raised his hand as countless thunderbolts interwove on his shoulder, coalescing into a divine arrow crackling with lightning.

“Xuanfu Divine Sect—— seems quite aligned with Qianyuan Divine Sect, eh?”

Back when Lü Taibai overturned the table, Xuan Jiu Zhuan, the sect leader of Xuanfu Divine Sect, had sided with him.

Now, Zhang Xuanlei’s eyes blazed with murderous intent.

His suppressed fury at his son’s death boiled over, an unstoppable force of vengeance.

This Peach Festival was his chance to vent his wrath.

In truth, unless facing a hero from Purple Mansion Divine Sect, Zhang Xuanlei would kill anyone he encountered!

And Xuanfu Divine Sect, being close with Qianyuan Divine Sect—Li Che and Li Nuǎnxi in particular—

The mere thought of these two sent Zhang Xuanlei’s anger surging like a raging river, his murderous impulse uncontainable.

Thus, he vented his wrath on an unfortunate Xuanfu Divine Sect cultivator.

Splat!

A thunder arrow pierced through, and the third hero of Xuanfu Divine Sect, Yang Ziyun, turned pale; his defense talismans were effortlessly breached.

He couldn’t fend off the attack—the skill gap was just too vast!

Although he possessed the Divine Nucleus one-shift power, facing Zhang Xuanlei’s murderous intent, he was on an entirely different plane.

“I give you my peach—now grant me another chance!”

Yang Ziyun coughed up blood, scrambling to retrieve the peach he’d just plucked.

As if shifting form, Zhang Xuanlei materialized beside Yang Ziyun.

Electricity danced in his eyes.

He spread out his five fingers and snatched the peach.

Yang Ziyun exhaled in relief.

But in the next instant, anger flared in Yang Ziyun’s eyes!

“You—!!!”

Panic surged through Yang Ziyun’s heart.

He tried to focus his mind to break the Western Queen Mother’s divine tether—

But a powerful, horrifying force slammed into his brain; an overwhelming rank pressure twisted his very essence!

Behind Zhang Xuanlei, a divine shrine slowly ascended.

It glared coldly at Yang Ziyun.

“Chance?”

“You only have death.”

With a single gesture from Zhang Xuanlei, Yang Ziyun’s head exploded.

A divine seed shot skyward, only to be abruptly seized by a cyan hand streaked with lightning emerging from the shrine. Amidst endless terror, Yang Ziyun’s divine seed was dragged into the altar.

Zhang Xuanlei’s black dao robe fluttered as he soared, his face a mask of cold determination as he clutched a peach. His entire presence radiated fatal intent.

“Li Che!”

“I will seize your divine seed to feed my Temple Spirit!”

The ghastly sound of crunching teeth resonated slowly from within the shrine.

It made the peach trees glow with a blood-tinged radiance.

Yang Ziyun’s corpse lay on the frost-covered ground, with the grass seeming to come alive as it coiled around his fallen form—

Only a few breaths later, his body completely dissolved.

Zhang Xuanlei, with two peaches hovering at his shoulder, glanced at the scene and narrowed his eyes.

“These frost grasses…”

“They devour corpses and flesh?!”

This peach grove was far more eerie than anyone had imagined.

But Zhang Xuanlei cared little about that now; all he possessed was overwhelming murderous intent and unexpressed grief over his lost son!

“Li Che——”

“I will find you.”

With a sudden burst, his arms spread wide, his flowing sleeves billowed as he hurled himself forward, clutching two peaches. Zhang Xuanlei shot off at high speed.

Yet——

Barely had he traveled a short distance, when, accompanied by several stealthy peach trees, Zhang Xuanlei suddenly froze in place.

He slowly lifted his head.

Electricity flashed across his eyes.

A gust swept through the peach grove.

It was as if an ancient great bell had been struck; at nearly the same moment, a resounding boom echoed throughout the entire grove.

It reverberated in the ears of the numerous heroes still bumping about in the labyrinth like headless flies.

“Qianyuan Divine Sect’s top hero, Li Che, has successfully gathered five Thousand-Year Peaches and ascended to the second round of the Peach Festival!”

“He has soared to the Five-Thousand-Year Peach Orchard!”