Chapter 61

Shuiyue closed her eyes. She knew, this was the severing of her meridians; from now on, she would be nothing more than an ordinary person. Without meridians, she could no longer cultivate inner strength, and in this life, she would likely remain a useless soul.

The power of the tribulation manifested as two phantom hands—one the divine spiritual liquid, the other molten primordial stone.

“Tang Yu… where has he taken our leader?” Mu Qing, still unaccustomed to the presence of this father, nevertheless had to ask, for it concerned their leader.

Jiang Yin had no desire for trouble. He had previously assumed these two were unaffiliated, an East Wasteland habit; even among martial artists, they were either court officials, wanderers, or assassins from the Black Sha sect, with no sects to speak of.

Suddenly, as he withdrew his attack, he crouched and swept his spear horizontally, breaking Augustus’s legs and sending him to the ground.

Perhaps after spending much time with Long Xinglin, Senior Qin Xin’s first impression upon seeing the phoenix was Long Xinglin’s ultimate move—Wrath of the Flame Dragon.

Jiaxu, wild with joy, reported to the authorities. Magistrate Tan sent men to apprehend the culprit. The one with the pendant claimed it was sold to him by a burly man from Chengjia Village; upon description, the suspect was identified as Cheng Kui, cousin of Cheng Xin. The constables swiftly arrested Cheng Kui, who pleaded innocence, insisting he merely found the red jade pendant by the roadside.

Hiss! The tree monster instantly adjusted its formation, drawing several slime creatures and meatball monsters close, while the other monsters launched an even fiercer assault.

With a soft laugh, Ye Xiao activated the sliding skill, his feet gliding as if propelled, toward the red carpet that blocked his view.

“Enough, shut up already.” Wang Bugui finally signaled Lü Hao and the others to silence Yu Wude, lest the argument erupt into a fight below.

Even Bai Shaosi was taken aback by such forceful words. He didn’t believe Long Yanhua could accomplish anything—what was her reliance? Long Haotian and Long Yujue, two grandmasters? They might not even be a match for the assassins sent by the Night Clan.

Zhusha Blood-Red did not know his opponent, so he glanced at Zhang Tao and said a sentence. That was, once he dealt with his adversary, he would surely kill Zhang Tao. Yet upon learning who his opponent was, Zhusha Blood-Red’s expression subtly changed.

“No problem! I can lend it to him!” Lin Feng also thought Guo Congsheng and Qu Yuan were quite decent, both in temperament and cultivation. Helping them was no big deal.

As if their wildness had been provoked, tens of thousands of spirit beasts lived in the endless mountains. Should any mighty force invade, challenge their dignity or their territory, there was a saying: what can be tolerated, and what cannot? They would not sit idly by.

Gu Hao thought this thing useless, just about to agree, when Sifang’s voice echoed from his sea of consciousness.

Li Haolong finished speaking, closed the elevator door, and pressed fifty-two. He withdrew the magazine and checked—there were five bullets left in the gun. Wiping sweat from his brow, he let out a long sigh.

The hall inside was enormous, far larger than it appeared from outside—at least three times so. Hidden within were secret doors, which Lin Feng had not anticipated.

Da Wuhui was now utterly miserable; his attacks were almost entirely ineffective against Niya, while Niya’s strikes landed true. Each time Da Wuhui failed to withstand a formation, a shocking wound was left on him, from which the power of the divine abomination seeped and corroded.

In this world, no one could halt her steps home. Since it was a distant organization in the Carma Empire, or even a hidden, hostile Shui Wanyi, or an enigmatic Baili Qi.

After three pseudo-dan souls shattered, Sansheng Thousand-Turn Dream suddenly blazed with blood light. Countless heart-shaped crimson entities surged like an angry tidal wave. In an instant, they broke through everything, flooding the valley.

Offline, Yin Yi did not leave the net but entered a virtual space she hadn’t visited in half a month, logging on to see the commercial promotion duo.

This red region was vast and glowing, and Shen Lie could only see a limited distance. He immediately released his flying boat and stepped aboard, taking out binoculars to scan the surroundings.

Shangguan Yun wished not to alert the enemy, so he and Yue Fei disguised themselves as Dong Fu’s nephews, entering the city together. Upon meeting, everyone exchanged greetings, and Shangguan Yun explained Jin Wancheng’s schemes over the past decade, and spoke of the agreement with Wanyan Zongwang.

A pair of eyes, dark as agate, radiated pride—brilliant as the stars, serene as the moon upon a lake.

Sure enough, the Golden War General sent a peculiar probing wave toward their location, as though he had discovered their tracks.

Those in the hall had already received news of Bianliang’s fall, and their brows were marked by gloom and despondency. Yet hearing the Song army had broken Daming Prefecture, they were invigorated, wishing they could gallop into battle and drive the Jin invaders north of Yan Yun.

Young Master Haibang’s tone was both excited and fearful, eager for adventure yet afraid of death. This was the common malady of core heirs in great families—they had innate advantages, lived without worry, cultivation resources were plentiful, and enjoyed all life had to offer, unwilling to risk anything.

For the first few entrants, Zhang Li would casually select a plot segment for the actors to perform step by step.

“Search, give me a full-scale hunt, dead or alive!” Colognehua, seeing the Doren family patriarch’s face darken, had to make a show of force.

Liao Chuanzhi could not fathom the true intentions of the troops below the mountain, and his longstanding distrust of the government led him to suspect a plot, so he dared not act rashly.

“Your—Your Majesty, please, show mercy and spare your brother just this once, will you?” The Fifth Prince looked pleadingly at Shangguan Yuntian.