Chapter 54

Truly an army of tigers and wolves! Our soldiers in Jizhou fall far short; I fear only General Qu Yi's thousand-odd elite Halberd Warriors could compare with them. I truly wonder how General Liu trained such valiant troops. A well-deserved reputation indeed; there are no empty titles among the truly great! This battle will surely be a complete victory! Zhang He's tone was filled with admiration.

A few crystal-clear teardrops still clung to Xingchen's face, making her look pitiable, now flushed with a few rosy blooms. Quietly, she closed her eyes, lifting her chin slightly as her delicate jawline stood out charmingly.

"My weapon is the same as yours. Come!" Liu Yu shouted the single word aloud, pointing the tip of his battle-axe directly at his opponent. His aura at that moment was radically different from before.

The moment the light sphere exploded, Xiao Yilong felt a sense of impending victory. Although the airflow was fierce, it could not affect him; he assumed Lin Yu had already been swallowed up by the blast.

"Hehehe! I'm going to make you taste the Great King's wrath properly! How dare you trick me!" The voice of the black monkey spirit echoed through the dust and sand. Lian Sheng was struggling on the ground; it seemed the monkey spirit's bead was indeed immensely powerful. Having lost the vajra pestle from his right hand somewhere in the chaos, he was forced to grope blindly in the sand with one hand.

Bai Yi did not participate in the specific escape plan, nor did she wish to. Ling could handle these trivial matters entirely on her own; she only needed to hear the outcome.

"Someone come, go at once and summon the guide!" The three of them raised their heads and exchanged a glance, naturally understanding each other's thoughts. Xi Zhicai pointed toward Qingyun Slope and spoke.

Emperor Honggong felt a sense of guilt toward Lan Meng, yet this did not translate into greater affection for Prince Honghuan. After Consort Chao gave birth to Prince Hongquan, Honghuan seemed all the more superfluous and an eyesore everywhere he went. Though Honghuan held the title of the legitimate eldest son, he enjoyed none of the actual status, facing cold glances even from the palace servants.

"Lord, General Taishi Ci has arrived!" Perhaps even the heavens could not bear to watch Guo Fengxiao being teased; Taishi Ci's arrival came just in time to rescue him.

"My lord need not worry; once this period passes, all will be well!" Shan Tianji smiled. He was not at all surprised by his lord's meticulous care and concern—this was simply the kind of man Liu Yu was.

At that moment, he cast a glance, his intention self-evident: he was asking Su Chen if he had any solutions.

"Well, Brother Xuan, my charm is quite something, isn't it?" Si Qiyu said rather smugly. "I know you're very charming, but if you keep displaying your charm like that, I reckon our trip to the anime convention today is going down the drain," Yu Chuxuan replied.

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then extended his hand as well, though a trace of curiosity flickered within him as to why people from the Huaxia government had come looking for him.

Looking at the magnificent walls and the heavy metal gates, Yang Fan yawned. Such defenses were practically non-existent to someone of his caliber.

It was gratifying, and Bai Wuling was quite pleased; his expected objective had been partially achieved. However, the main prize lay with the world-class Cold Moon Pale Wolf—defeating it would reward at least a thousand units of wishing power.

Many suitors who harbored intentions toward Luo Xueying wanted to come over and strike up a conversation with her, but upon seeing Yang Fan's "cold and stern" expression, they all thought better of it and dismissed the idea.

Tang Ze calmly gazed at that cluster of red light, naturally extending his left hand. Five condensed, sharp black spikes pierced into the man's flesh, effortlessly dragging out a blood-soaked red gemstone.

Thus, Chen Feng very calmly lay down on the ground, narrowed his eyes, and exposed the wound on his shoulder.

Finally, he was facing it for real: a six-thousand-year-old Primordial Dragon, a contemporary of Qin Baizhan (the master of the Sixth Miracle), once Lin淼淼's instructor, who had committed a monstrous crime, been stripped of his status as a League Trainer, reduced to a dark trainer, and hunted endlessly in secret by numerous powerhouses.

Fire Brother cast a solemn look at me and said, "Lei Zi, if you really do sleepwalk, watch yourself at night. We're halfway up the mountain here; wandering outside at night could be very dangerous."

Wang Feng had no time for idle thoughts. Seeing no response from Red Queen, he directly set Wang Yuanyan down and set to work dismantling the Iron Man armor.

The two of them did not take this to heart. According to the intelligence they had gathered, the lord of Kunlun City possessed only the Void-Refining stage cultivation. Kunlun City itself was merely a provincial-level city, falling far short of a royal-level city like Taibai City, which was governed by a cultivator in the Integration stage. With their cultivation levels, practically no one would dare provoke them here.

He had failed. The meager spiritual energy remaining within his body was utterly insufficient to sustain the massive consumption required by the Nine Dragons' Might. Not only that, but it had also triggered a backlash, aggravating his already severe injuries.

Coldness, terror, fright, panic—a cascade of negative emotions welled up endlessly from the depths of his heart.

To open the Emperor Gufang Ancient God's cave dwelling beneath it, one needed the fragments of the Emperor Gufang Ancient God held by the eight ancient clans.

One must realize that the White Dragon Army, primarily composed of infantry under his command, would not even have had the opportunity to flee the battlefield; they would simply have become targets for these imperial cavalry to slaughter.

Without missing a beat, he began to put on airs. First, he offered a calm smile, then described all his thoughts and deductions from the laboratory to Luo Zi'yan. Only when a look of admiration appeared on her face did he stop talking.

Fang Huaishen was not clear about other places, but the one hundred defense zones managed by the Tiance Army had all pulled through safely this time. In particular, the surprise-attack tactics employed by Fang Huaishen and his two companions later allowed them to eliminate another twenty Void-Refining stage Three-Eyed clansmen.

There was no help for it; the news was simply too momentous. Had Lin Shigong not given him a warning, Mo Yu probably would still have been kept completely in the dark.

Successfully refining the life force, Murong Qixiao felt all anxiety vanish from his heart. He urged the Yin-Yang spiritual energy to full capacity, beginning to guide the life force into his own body.

Yet the seven monarchs refused to yield. Through continuous appeals and propaganda, they led the mighty ones of that era in pouring energy endlessly into the fire, allowing the fire and the towering spire to shelter an ever-expanding region.

"Management actively helps writers modify backend data? Is there such a thing?" Gu Cheng didn't care much about this aspect and had never researched it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted with such a "live long and see everything" astonishment over something so obvious.

This kind of attire originally suited graceful and handsome young men, serving as a sort of alternative aesthetic style, but on these two—both with rough-hewn appearances—dressing up in this manner looked utterly incongruous and absurd.

Of course, her soft tone did not mean the entity on the opposite side could not hear her. As long as sound was produced, the other party would inevitably hear it; thus, her words were meant not only for Yi Daoren, but also for the entity across from them.