Chapter 34

Thinking of these things, the Emperor of Beining felt a surge of anger swelling within him, growing stronger and stronger until it transformed into a fierce passion that suddenly welled up.

Chu Ye was practicing his swordsmanship in the courtyard. The plum blossoms beside him were stirred by his sword aura, scattering red petals across the sky. The pink and white petals fell like gentle snow, sometimes swift, sometimes slow, enveloping him in a scene as if from a celestial realm.

“Finally, it begins!” Zhao Sen muttered inwardly as he stretched his neck. If it hadn’t started soon, Zhao Sen feared he would fall asleep in his chair.

As the thought grew more intense, the handsome minister furrowed his brow. He had believed his understanding of conscience had long since become blurred, that the sharp edges of the shadows haunting his heart had been dulled. Yet why was it that now, he still felt tangled emotions and a faint sense of pity for the prince consort?

The recent exchange had made him realize just how terrifying Orochimaru’s strength was, and even that assistant was extraordinarily powerful.

A group of over a dozen men appeared, clad in black warrior uniforms, their faces tightly covered with black cloth, only their piercing eyes visible.

A massive compass suddenly locked Wang Xianshan and his companions within its bounds, transporting them back to their original location. Wang Xianshan exerted all his strength to activate his astrolabe, which had now become an exquisite Daoist artifact.

Upon hearing this, Haotian stole a glance at Chuzi, a gesture clearly observed by Ryoko Fukuchi.

Ziyuan recalled what Luoxue had told him last time—that he was still waiting for an opportunity. Could it be that what Luoxue mentioned was also Shui Linglong?

Heh heh heh, everyone knew that Li Yun had made a sensational appearance on the Luoshui Immortal Sect’s arena, single-handedly battling several top-ranked warriors. Six Daoist artifacts almost claimed the life of the Blood Demon Lang Wubo, and even the seventh and eighth ranked powers combined were no match for him.

“Why?” Ye Chen asked in confusion. After hearing Commander Lin’s words, he was quite inclined to send this burden back to the city quickly to avoid further hindering the entire army.

Connolly later married Winslow, an athlete who had competed in three Olympic Games, though Winslow’s best Olympic finish was sixth place. Connolly passed away in August 2010 at the age of seventy-nine.

Soon after, Yun Qiuzi was summoned by Li Yi to begin forging the formation plates and preparing the array. Meanwhile, Wang Tianjun led five demi-immortals from Li Yi’s Shenyin Cave to garrison the Xuan Yun Mountain branch, waiting only for the great formation to be completed before setting off to visit the Zhang estate.

Yet these contradictory words left Ye Chen speechless, rolling his eyes inwardly, thinking: So as long as the other party refuses to give their name, no matter how furious you become, you won’t kill them?

“The letter from Ye Linlang to you? If that’s the case, why did it end up in the hands of the murderer?” Elder Two questioned again.

Now they were merely waiting for the scouts sent out to report the position of Xiang Yu’s detachment closest to his main force. Once confirmed, the next step of the plan could be formulated.

“The Tree of Life is revered as a sacred tree by the Elven race. Its true name is Gaia. The largest auction house in the Underworld was established by the Elves,” Carter paused, then seeing everyone still staring at him, had to continue.

It made sense—after all, she was a Golden Corpse. According to Jin Da, no one in the world had yet been able to kill a Golden Corpse. Of course, Jin Da’s words were not absolute, but at least they proved that death threats held little sway over a Golden Corpse.

“Heh, you can’t catch me, you can’t catch me!” Xun’er laughed triumphantly, darting and dodging Tian Mo’s pursuit. Suddenly, she froze and was caught by Tian Mo.

Watching Luo Che fly backward, the Leopard-headed beastman gasped for breath, pressing his right hand to his chest, speaking weakly.

Just as he thought Demon Lord Qian Yu was about to act, the demon lord suddenly paused, then turned and walked away.

“Damn it, so frustrating!” Old Man Wen cursed, finally able to vent the fury pent up inside.

However, what displeased Lan Jiawei was the news from Ruo Xi and Ruo Qi’s side that someone had attempted to kidnap them. Yet, these twin sisters, both at the level of archmages, thwarted the kidnappers’ plans.

Hovercars fearlessly transported supplies from coastal cargo ships to the front lines, braving wind and cold, while the previously stalled railway was reopened at Huaguo’s request. This railway would advance in tandem with the mercenary corps.

He quietly recounted the strange encounter with Wu Keming that morning and briefly told Azheng about the subsequent investigation.

“Elder” was a title among the trolls not granted lightly—it signified a status equal to but above the tribal leader.

However, to wield such a power as the Dark Energy did was still but an illusion. Frankly, everything depended on resolving his broken leg first.

His jet-black hair was casually gathered at the back of his head. His deep, aloof eyes gazed intently at his own hands—his fingers interlaced to form a triangle. His elbows rested lazily on the armrests of the throne, giving an impression of nonchalance, yet unintentionally revealing a heavy heart.