Hot Springs
Nevertheless, with a single stroke, Chu Chen successfully forced back the formidable King Ashura, Vimojitara, instilling caution in him and even making him hesitate to act.
"One Extreme Breaks the Divine Wilderness!" Chu Haoyun sensed that the annihilating power of the demonic shadow had reached its lowest ebb after being depleted in the previous spatial battle—indeed, this was the weakest wave of annihilation ever transmitted by the dark will.
According to the traditions handed down by the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, any disciple who gains the recognition of the Xiaoyao Divine Sword may become the head of the sect.
"I still have unresolved bonds in the mortal world. Would you allow me to return to life?" Chu Chen asked with some reluctance.
"People have their sorrows and joys, just as the moon waxes and wanes. A beauty too perfect cannot exist," Mu Tian replied with a smile.
"Then let's make a contract first, and I'll help you break the seal," Mu Yi said. His divine sense scattered over the iron chains of the seal, faintly sensing the flow of mysterious spiritual force within them. Mu Yi watched the spirit beast closely and realized it had not been entirely honest.
Earlier, before the Master of Heaven had appeared, Peony Fairy had already been deeply impressed. But seeing him in person, she found him approachable and nothing like the fearsome figure the immortals in the Celestial Realm had described.
Lin Feng was composed and serene. The nourishing effect of the Primordial True Qi was no joke. Now, he was like a high-powered vacuum cleaner, absorbing the primordial energy of heaven and earth, so his inner reserves remained in excellent condition.
With no more concerns, Chu Haoyun extended his divine sense and saw, dozens of miles away, Zhong Weiqing and the disciples of Mu Yun Sect locked in fierce battle.
According to their account, in the underworld, once one becomes a Golden Armored Ghost Guard, they earn the right to reenter the cycle of reincarnation. In a few days, they will be reborn, no longer remaining as ghost guards in the netherworld," Fire Ape explained.
After stretching her limbs, Bai Mengdan prepared to leave, but not before adding another remark in front of Bai Mengsha, who was still fuming.
Three months ago, following that disastrous and chaotic wedding, he was forced to leave the capital of the Republic of Eirante as the groom, embarking on a purposeless journey. A month ago, he received a letter from a friend, which led him aboard this luxurious cruise heading to the Kingdom of Artis.
Once everything was set, the carriage continued toward Heze Town as if nothing had happened.
"The beach we're going to is a bit far from here. Can we have lunch when we get there, Mr. Zheng?" Tong Xin asked indistinctly, chewing a mouthful of hard bread crust.
Chen Dong and Chen Binglu changed into dry clothes in their room. Yu Xiuqin had already prepared a late-night meal—simple dumpling soup with some leafy vegetables and tomatoes.
Her gaze settled on Lin Ze, who seemed to embody the very spirit of a steel-hearted man. In front of his beloved An Ge, he never uttered sweet words, only earnestly grilled her favorite foods. His limited culinary skills often drew complaints. He was destined to be the hapless pawn in love.
Such words sounded just like the lofty phrases people use when choosing a mate.
She knew that what she did that night was wrong; she should have talked it over seriously with her husband before deciding.
"Are you following me?" The emotion wasn't managed well, and even her eyes remained open, feeling odd—Lin Yi's mood seemed beyond her control. She thought a playful smile would suffice to brush things off, but instead, she spoke in a hard tone, glaring at Jiang Chuchu with such cold words.
Although Zheng Yunzhi had already explained it to her, hearing others say the same made it difficult not to feel affected.
When Qin Tian spoke, Ruth's expression tightened. Could this man be 'Twenty-One'? She suddenly had a sense of foreboding.
Liu Xie had basically grasped the current situation. Despite the chatter, he had already gleaned much information from their words.
Lost in thought, her feet hadn't moved yet, when Su Lingge turned back and saw A Si emerge as well, rushing out just as Zhan Muli had moments before.
The reinforcements sent to support Yingchuan were ambushed, with several generals severely wounded. Based on the letter's description of the enemy experts, Liu Xie, having fought Yunyang Sect himself, recognized their tactics immediately.
She finally raised her head to meet the man's gaze. Her eyes were dull and unfocused, landing in Zhan Muli's sight. She said nothing. At this moment, the only thing Zhan Xingyu could clearly remember was three simple words.
While they spoke, in the flying ship carrying the disciples of Moyun Sect, Yu Huang and Bin Qi were busy sorting their supplies, checking everything before joining the others for their descent into the Dead Wilderness.
Bai Ye and the others waited for the promised trap, but when the appointed time passed with no movement, they were surprised. Chu Lin was so anxious his heart nearly broke—could it be that the officer’s slip had been caught by Wesley?