Chapter 66 Journey to Canglang

The Envoy of Mist ignored him, the black thread in his hand slithering through the air like a cunning viper, extending and retracting at will, constantly seeking an opportunity to strike the Eight-Armed Stone Octopus.

With a mere exhale, the surrounding area instantly transformed into a frozen wasteland, and soldiers with low cultivation levels were directly turned into blocks of ice.

Such a temperature was negligible to him. Furthermore, having bound his life to the divine artifact 'Nihilistic Flame', this Titan deity had no fear that the flames would harm him.

Lu Shanmin pondered for a moment and stopped dwelling on the issue. "Tell me about the current situation of the Lu and Tian families."

President Luozden knew his own limitations. Wielding political power, balancing various factions, and maneuvering smoothly among major financial conglomerates and heavy industries were his strengths.

Plunged into a desperate situation, the unyielding battle intent deeply engraved in the bones of the Zhan clan grew even more surging and majestic. Although Zhan Tianxing was stained with blood across the sky and his injuries revealed his bones, his imposing aura remained as magnificent as a rainbow, shielding Yang Wan and Zhan Zhen behind him. Facing the Yan army's charge alone, he fought fiercely without retreating even half a step.

It was already difficult enough to barely maintain the status quo; relying solely on the Belen Empire, they probably lacked the strength to recover those lost low-tier and miniature planes occupied by the Titan race.

At that moment, Jiang Han felt a slight vibration near his feet. Lowering his head, he discovered that the white-browed silver lightning snake had somehow leisurely crawled to his side.

"Just trap them like this for now! We'll talk after it's over!" With that, Tu Ming scooped a large handful of life-soil into the Five Elements Fist Seal, and finally gritted his teeth to drop four or five drops of the Creation-Brewing Water.

Naturally, no one responded to the clan elder's stern questioning. Yan Yuncheng was equally shocked in his heart; he had been secretly watching Hu Jiumei all along and never noticed her making any moves from start to finish. It seemed the action was taken by someone else, and that person's cultivation level was truly extraordinary.

Cao Cao's inner fury could well be imagined; not erupting was already the result of extreme self-restraint.

Geng Xingshuang could tell that Geng Xingchen was not like before, merely gossiping with her about the Yinghe Courtyard.

Xun Yu would not find it strange at all if half a dozen commandery governors, county magistrates, or even province governors rebelled.

She fell to the ground, and the glass fragments on her palms and the backs of her hands pierced deeper, making her whole body tremble with pain.

These past few days were the most tense period. The doctor had said that they had entered the final stage, meaning the child could be born at any moment.

The two of them kept winking at Pei Luobai, signaling him to pin everything on Jiang Linrye.

Jiang Ling and the people from the Marquis's Mansion surrounded Gu Nanshan and his group tightly. The atmosphere was extremely tense, and a chaotic battle could erupt at any second.

Now it was good—someone had really started taking action. Zheng Jia looked at Li Hao with a gloating expression.

Fred and George gasped sharply, temporarily forgetting to scold Kyle as they huddled together to scheme.

Speaking of Yang Qingmo's uncle, Geng Xingshuang now seemed to understand Yang Fu's strange attitude toward her.

Gu Nian nodded, obediently getting into the car with Fu Jingshen. She sent a safety message to Ji Yang and texted Leia to catch up on the company's recent developments.

After discussing for a while, the group decided to rest in Dragon Valley for the night, wait to rendezvous with the Crimson-Robed women tomorrow, and then go deal with the Demon Hunter.

Such a scene formed a stark contrast with the regions inhabited by the living beings of the Primordial Great World.

Looking at the huge strange creature in the void fighting three opponents alone without falling behind, countless students looked at each other in shock.

Having left the Yelan Continent for half a year, the divine-tier beings Broly encountered could already be described as numerous as the hairs on an ox. Yet having witnessed so many divine-tier beings, the one before his eyes was definitely the weakest among them. Broly even wondered in his heart whether this guy could actually defeat a peak Supremacy.

"Miss Su, Elder Tang, what are you two talking about?" Xuanyuan An and the second elder were completely baffled. After Su Wan said those words, Elder Tang and the others had all become much more serious, looking as though they understood the reason for Xuanyuan An's condition.

The security guard did not dare to be negligent. After Mother Ji left, he decisively sealed off all external exits of the Ji Corporation.

Su Han had gone to report for duty, and the other members of the Nie family also had their own matters to attend to. Nie Fengyao and Nie Chenjun had both graduated; Nie Chenjun had his own career, and Nie Fengyao had her own job, leaving Su Wan as the only one currently free in the Nie family.

Tang Jue and the others had no objections either. While Tang Qiuming and the others went out to fetch reinforcements, Su Wan seized the opportunity to treat the wounds of these injured people—not giving them the finest medicine, but ensuring they faced no danger of infection or inflammation.

The roar drifted in the air for a while, and Yebai cast a lingering, fearful glance in the direction from which the roar had come.

The chicken blood seemed to come to life, beginning to spread along the imperceptible patterns on the back of the bamboo slips, ultimately forming a map.

"You guessed correctly, Baron. Currently, peace negotiations are the best outcome for 'Tatedu' and 'Waldorf'," the Viscount of Waldorf nodded with an unperturbed tone, saying, "This has now become the consensus of all commanders in the two territories."

"That's right, those must be the big chimpanzee's parents. The beards on their chins are already white," Yingjun said.

He had roamed the pugilistic world for nearly a decade and had dealt with a tremendous variety of people. Among them were brightly dressed young martial artists; vendors and laborers toiling from dawn to dusk; mountain bandits and outlaws who pillaged homes; fierce highwaymen who killed without blinking; and the red-bearded nomads galloping across the northern frontiers. Yet none of these were his friends—he had only one friend.

Having said this, he felt he was asking the obvious. The reputation of the Azure Garment Pavilion resounded throughout the pugilistic world, let alone when several members appeared at once. Naturally, nothing could be hidden under their watchful eyes, and being discovered was only natural.