Chapter 59: If I'd Known Sooner, I Wouldn't Have Recommended Those Duds to You

Shen Zhiyi looked at the suddenly appearing figure, her expression carrying a hint of joy.

"Why are you here?"

Song Huaichuan looked at the person jogging toward him, his tone softening slightly.

"I'll explain to you later."

Just as Fang Yi raised the Twin-Flower, a flash of panic crossed Wang Mang's eyes. Without a moment's hesitation, he began to dodge, and right as Wang Mang sidestepped, a black-light bullet precisely grazed past his shoulder.

Someone reached their breaking point, feeling as though they were being driven mad by a single sentence from Jiang Yu. This guy's train of thought and choice of words made it impossible for him to utter anything resembling human speech.

That sub-sage of the Du family was an elderly man, withered in appearance, yet possessing an immensely powerful vital essence, not yet approaching his complete demise.

Facing such an attack, Xiang Hao slightly raised his sword. From the tip of the blade, the two fundamental forces of Taiyin and Taiyang surged forth mightily, transforming into a divine diagram of the Taiji in mid-air.

"Thud, thud." The headless corpses collapsed to the ground, raising a puff of dust. Blood continuously gushed from their severed necks, flowing outward in a steady stream.

In an instant, everyone's gazes converged upon Bai Kuang, anticipating that he would step forward and suppress Fang Yi's arrogant momentum, for Fang Yi's invincible demeanor in battle left them feeling deeply insecure.

"Let's see how you manage to bite your tongue and commit suicide now..." Fang Yi's mood at this moment was exceptionally joyous.

At this time, on the side of the Ten-Thousand Beast Valley, Fu Xi looked at the ethereal and otherworldly Lu Lingfeng, nodded, and stood up.

With the profound heritage of the Dragon Clan, they actually did not know that the Tribulation-Thunder Grass could be used for alchemy? Clearly, the method of refining the Tribulation-Thunder Pill was the exclusive secret recipe of Lord Taishang Laojun.

Inside the armor workshop, Li Zhi hung a newly crafted full set of plate armor one hundred meters away and fired at it using a smoothbore flintlock musket.

"Their combat effectiveness is still quite respectable, comparable to the frontline units of the legion. However, they currently lack complete weapons and armor, their numbers are not large, and they are facing our strongest troops, so defeat was inevitable. Still, we must not underestimate them; such arrogance will be our undoing," Bailong warned.

While this elite force carved through the rear guard as if slicing vegetables, the cavalry on the flanks were also gradually dismantled under the iron fists of the giants.

Li Zhi's twenty-four thousand elite Tiger Warriors had already sealed off the outer perimeter of the Alchuka Fortress; those murderers who had once served the Manchu chieftains, no matter how old they had grown, would not escape a single one.

Lin Jian naturally stood on no ceremony, not even considering using an avatar to absorb the incoming magical elements from the man in black. With a mere flick of his will, he acted directly.

Standing at the entrance of the Xing family residence and looking at the afternoon sun, Fujimine felt a radiant clarity in his heart and a profound transparency in his thoughts. Consequently, he instantly recalled several things he had failed to remember just moments before.

A pale blue sphere, resembling a globe of water, smashed directly into Balthazar Blake. Balthazar Blake did not even have time to react before he was engulfed by the water sphere, a thin membrane of water seemingly forming around the outer perimeter of his body.

Fortunately, neither of them were ordinary people, and their strengths were among the absolute peak within the Main World. Walking through this bizarre world was not an issue, though attempting to fly might prove somewhat difficult.

Although Qi Sheng was not particularly fond of alcohol, he would not turn down truly fine wine. As it happened, the Milk Paladin was a connoisseur of fine drinks who stored a vast collection of premium vintages, with the Monkey Wine being one of the most treasured among them.

"Defensive formation!" the legion commander bellowed with a roar like rolling thunder, issuing his command. Rows of legion soldiers raised their shields, interlocking them into a shield wall, while the archers behind them drew their bows.

Yet, a long time passed, and Chen Bao still did not see the elevator ascending. Checking the time, at least ten minutes had elapsed.