Chapter 68: The Coffin in the Pond (3)

Under the Lord of Hell Miao Qimiao 1976 words 2026-04-13 19:50:01

Jade Spirit looked up at Su Yu. Fan Yunfei had already returned to the Sand Fox tribe. Su Yu’s attainments in healing far surpassed hers, not to mention his formidable strength—now, did he even possess culinary skills as well?

Jing Ge reached out and gave Shangguan Yao a shove, speaking coldly: “If I remember correctly, neither you nor your grandmother have any blood ties to the Lin family. If my great-grandfather hadn’t pitied your grandmother and adopted her back then, you wouldn’t even have had the chance to be born.”

In the end, everyone unanimously decided to petition in front of the Shuntian Prefecture, demanding the immediate release of these scholars.

Because the car’s design had taken various factors into account, its materials were all chosen for their resistance to corrosion. Decades of wind and rain had left little impact.

It appeared as if he were pondering what had happened, while in truth, he was considering how best to resolve the aftermath.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t seen Bai Ya in several days. Lord Demon King, what has she been up to?” Elucia asked curiously.

The more Master Three-Ginseng thought, the greater his ambitions grew, intent on surpassing all the Daoist sages of history and becoming the greatest figure the Daoist world had ever seen.

Bighead gave a sinister smile. “It’s still a bit early to say that—let me fight him properly first.” With that, he charged down again.

Yaksha fell silent in thought once more. He had initially believed this was the work of a faction tied to the court, with the Yang Division being the most likely, since the earliest methods of modifying boxers had originated from the Ministry of War and the Yang Division, and the Ministry of War had no shortage of modification experts.

In fact, Kirino had no idea why Gokou Ruri had come here today; they had merely run into each other on the road. She only knew that Ruri was looking for Kana, but as for the reason, she had no clue.

As the dominant force in the region, Thunder Abyss Mountain ruled a vast territory, centered on the mountain range itself and radiating tens of thousands of miles outward. Within this enormous domain, every person and faction existed under its shadow.

“I…” Jade Liuli wanted to say more, but simply nodded obediently, retreating step by step.

This ginseng, both in size and form, was a rare treasure, which is why Wen Tiren couldn’t help but take a few more glances at it.

“Thank you, Governor.” The generals perked up; Hong Chengchou had tacitly allowed them to loot after breaching the city. When a city falls, soldiers make their gains, and the officers would naturally acquire even more. Chasing bandits for a hundred miles—if there were spoils, the effort wouldn’t be in vain.

Suddenly, the Great Catastrophe warship came to a halt before the Falling Cloud Mountain Range. A powerful buffering force formed a blade-like storm, roaring straight for the gate of the Falling Cloud Sect.

Inside the stone hall, vast and cavernous, corridors crisscrossed in every direction, stretching into unknown depths. Upon entry, Yue Hua and the others dispersed, each searching for treasures, busily absorbed in their hunt.

Despite Wu Tao’s resistance, Blackfire was helpless. He didn’t want to remain entangled here, but Wu Tao blocked his every move, forcing him to watch as his subordinates were swallowed up by the Celestial River Legion, flesh and blood flying, corpses trampled, the earth stained crimson.

After a careful examination of the body, Zhang Meixian determined the true cause of Li Chengyun’s death.

He hurriedly drew qi into his dantian, performing the Xuanwei Finger technique, channeling energy from the newly opened acupoint in his abdomen to the fingertips of his right hand.

He unleashed the power of his Dharma Body, but his opponent dispelled it with ease. Furthermore, he could see clearly that Ding Feng was only at the ninth tier of Daoist mastery, which was why he expressed admiration.

It felt as if he were carrying out some noble mission—being able to discipline his younger brother, to make him see the importance of strength, was more important than anything.

Zhao Yun was taken aback by the question. Before their departure, Huang Zhong had been sent to procure supplies, and since Yuan Shao was in Youzhou, Huang Zhong should have returned by now based on his speed. Yet Zhao Yun was unaware of the events in Wutian City and could not answer Li Yi’s question.

“Yes, I can’t give up just like this. I must strive for my future and my happiness.”

However, the absence of thousands of limbs didn’t make things easy for Q17. In fact, evolving into a higher lifeform brought a more sophisticated immune—or rather, defensive—system than what a mere colony of single-celled organisms could muster.

“Father-in-law, you’ve done too much for the Xiongnu people—you must take care of your health. Otherwise, Xiuer and I will worry about you!” Wang Tianjie offered his consolation.

As for Qin Tian, the Dark Lord’s understanding was limited. He, like the entire dark realm, did not truly know Qin Tian, nor did they realize his more secretive identity.

Hong Jian collapsed helplessly in the spring, the icy water rising above her brows, lifting her long black hair to float around her.

Liu Yongnian, possessing the highest cultivation, immediately saw through the mysterious figure’s strength and at once wielded the power of heaven and earth in resistance.

Without waiting for the Great Elder to show the way, she, fueled by a stifled resentment, stormed toward the side hall’s meditation chamber. As she rounded the main hall, a piercing scream suddenly rang out from a room, so abrupt and chilling it made one’s hair stand on end.

Jing Baixi found himself unable to join the conversation. He felt the interaction between the two young people outside was rather odd, though he couldn’t quite say what was amiss.

Hao Tian’s face was wounded on both sides. A streak of purple light flashed toward Mao Dongxi from behind. In a blink, a figure appeared out of nowhere, grasped a sword, and thrust it straight at Mao Dongxi’s back.

Fire Ruthless had always been the Blue family’s greatest enemy, yet she died so easily at her hand—it all felt like a dream.

“You’re very clever. Yes, I am an Awakened. But unfortunately, the two of you won’t be able to get word out!” Taibai strode toward them, utterly unafraid.