Volume 1, Chapter 23: Obtaining the Great Emperor's Blood Essence, the Demonic Fetus Reaches Perfection

Upon seeing his father wounded, Tuoba Zhan asked in a rage, "Father, was this the work of the Helian tribe?"

The Helian tribe was another major clan among the barbarians.

With murderous intent, Tuoba Shan replied, "The Helian tribe ambushed our people, causing heavy casualties. As for your mother..."

Xing Tian walked beneath the Great Spirit’s palanquin, pacing around it while gripping his battle-axe, eyeing the grey-skinned Great Spirit.

"I have no need for you to go through fire and water! You are still of use to me. However, you have pointlessly squandered tens of thousands of my troops and lost a Demon Palace; what do you suggest I do about that?" Shen Gongbao said with a sinister grin.

The guard looked at Yu Lianyi, who was draped in a garment on the floor. Under the candlelight, her beautiful face appeared through the haze, leaving the guard feeling as though he could not catch his breath.

A red dress, red makeup, and a red silk handkerchief—these were the things she was currently preparing. Having been pestered by her, Ning Yufei had finally agreed that once she finished making them all, he would officially take her as his wife.

This was a transmission of power. The cultivation of the Great Emperor Houtu was vast and boundless. If the immortal path of an Immortal were transmitted directly, it would surely shatter the Houtu Vessel. Therefore, the Six Paths Immortal Wheel being passed to the Houtu Vessel had to account for the limits of his physical body.

Although none of them had been to Canada before, they had no particular destination in mind, simply strolling along to take in the night scenery and local atmosphere.

The Mist-and-Water Pavilion was built right against Taiye Pond. On ordinary days, the air was thick with mist and refreshed by a gentle breeze. Outside the windows, it was as if everything were shrouded in smoke and fog; while not a fairyland, it was even better than one.

Otherwise, Liu Fei would never believe that the old fox would travel to the Death Star for no reason at all. But for now, as long as they could achieve their set objectives, it was fine. "Tell the men below to speed things up; we are heading to the front line," Liu Fei said immediately.

Qiao Yan watched them walk away, her spirits sinking. Her mood was like the rainy mist outside the window—ethereal and lost.

Standing on these two training grounds were the second and third-generation disciples of the Huashan Sect, most of whom had been subdued by Yan Lang, Zuo Tianci, and the others, and had agreed to recognize Wang Wei’s status as the new sect leader.

Xu Shen had almost finished washing and plating all the vegetables, and the induction cooker and other items were already set out on the table, yet Lin Zi still had not replied.

"I am no longer a member of your Mu family, and I have no obligation to uphold the customs of your Mu family..." Mu Sixian stared coldly and steadily into his father's imposing eyes.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I turned back in surprise. Who could it be at this hour? On New Year's Eve, practically no one would come to visit. My heart skipped a beat—could it be Zhou Yu returning?

Song Anwan went to the hospital where she had given birth, which was also the place where Zhao Xinlan once worked.

Seeing that everything had been said and there was no need to stay further, Du Qingcheng rose to take her leave. Qin Luofei also felt tired and had no desire to entangle herself with her any longer.

Yongning said indignantly, "If you aren't going to handle this, I will. I cannot just sit by and watch my good brother become a heartless traitor. Even without you, I can handle this on my own." Stubbornly, Yongning walked away.

Shu Yunbai curled his lips sluggishly. How could this be possible? Didn't that cheap father of his get angry just seeing her? Why would he be looking for her?

The Third Young Master stood with a cold face, hugging his sword, his gaze sweeping over Qin Luofei without revealing a single expression.

"Mumu, we are planning to go out to eat. Do you want to join us?" Lin Zi stood by the door, her movements and gestures appearing stiff.

Countless disciples of the Burning Flame Valley were gripped by panic, fleeing in disarray throughout the valley. Of course, many disciples at the Dou Wang and Dou Huang levels were organized into groups of several or a dozen to form battle formations, barely managing to hold their own against the Dou Zong.

This was also the first time in many days that Li Da had seen Emperor Zheng Hongji, and he almost failed to recognize him.