Volume 1, Chapter 39: Showdown with the Family, and Venturing into the Magic City Once More!

From a room ahead came the sound of arguing, slightly tinged with fear. This must be Eli Morrow, the living uncle of the Ghost Rider. The ensuing conversation confirmed Wang Kai's conjecture.

At this moment, Su Yingmei was unsure whether all her affections had inadvertently drifted toward Lü Haotian. Yet, right then, those scattered shreds of longing seemed to have finally found something to lean upon.

Not only him, but also Po Jun, Wu Ming, Jue Xin, and other top experts of the Wushen Jue Palace wore expressions of utter shock! They had not sensed at all that someone had stealthily approached the exterior of the palace without their knowledge.

Facing an unprecedented, supreme immortal of the mortal world whose might spanned both heaven and earth across all ages, he did not retreat; instead, he advanced forcefully, displaying an unmatched, disdainful demeanor. With a single raised hand, he unleashed a supreme divine technique that reversed the cosmos and turned back time. Meeting force with force, he collided head-on with the oncoming immortal seal.

Daisy said that, influenced by Wang Kai, she was not particularly fond of S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Avengers. Coupled with the fact that she had already found her parents, she no longer had any ties to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Since Qingxuanzi was from our world, I felt a slight sigh of relief. In a direct fight, I definitely couldn't beat him, but since we hailed from the same realm, I naturally tried to establish some rapport. Against an expert like Qingxuanzi, one must never rely on brute force alone, but rather on wits.

However, the Tai'e Sword represented the Way of Authority and carried the aura of the Son of Heaven, while the Eight Desolations Sword Technique was the most formidable and purest Daoist sword art. Naturally, it would not be suppressed by this evil aura. Golden light soared into the sky, instantly shattering the black mist and piercing straight into the ghostly face.

Mo Xiansnan frowned in deep distress. A single month already felt entirely unbearable to him, let alone a whole year!

"What do you mean by why? Men, you know, it's quite normal for them to fool around outside. There's nothing wrong with that," Leng Mochen said with an ambiguous smile.

"Never mind, you may leave." Qin Fangbai pressed both hands against the desk, as if all his strength had been drained.

As soon as my words fell, Huanyu's expression shifted drastically. His face instantly turned pale, filled with sorrow and pain. He looked at me, struggling to squeeze out a smile, but failed. Thus, what I saw was him trying to smile, but ending up lowering his head while clearly weeping.

Challenging to battle? What, did Guan Yu still intend to rely on the defenders within Pengcheng to fight a decisive battle to the death against him?

No matter what, he would take it along as a fallback plan, Gao Zijian thought. In case things really turned out the way he suspected, he would at least have something to defend himself with. Still, it would be best if they weren't, and a peaceful resolution would be the most appropriate.

Hearing these words from Ying Zheng, Li Guanling felt nothing less than an extra layer of warmth and hope in her heart. Long-standing yearning caused the usually reserved Li Guanling to throw herself recklessly into Ying Zheng's embrace. At this moment, all she could feel was the love that this desolate, chaotic cold palace could never give her.

Battling their way forward like this, they had expected to encounter more unimaginable attacks from unknown monsters. To their surprise, the journey was unexpectedly smooth. Before reaching the temple plaza on the mountain peak, apart from the resentful spirits drifting out of the black vines, they did not encounter any more freakish unknown monsters.

Ma Teng's twenty thousand troops were distributed across the four gates, leaving nearly fifty thousand men outside each gate. The reinforcements brought by Xiahou Yuan totaled only fifty thousand. Trying to break through the Liangzhou army's siege and enter the city was simply too difficult.

The young man took a step back, then with a sudden grab, caught the riding whip and pulled hard. The rider instantly tumbled headfirst from his mount.

Clang, clang, clang! The long sword struck the palm, sending up sparks and producing a crisp metallic sound as it blocked every single attack.

"Boom!" Like a massive black laser piercing the sky, gods and demons wailed miserably. The shadowy phantoms of angels and demons actually manifested, and deities shrieked shrilly as they lunged like fierce fiends toward the three Reapers, seemingly intent on tearing them to pieces.

However, dreams are beautiful while reality is harsh. With a single leap, Li Zhiyuan directly evaded the spear thrust by Luo Ling and slammed a punch straight into Luo Ling's chest.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the return journey began. Traveling back from the picturesque and tranquil Wuling Mountain to the bustling metropolis of Yanjing, the round trip evoked a completely different sensation.

After another moment, the head coach of the Nihon team, Rieko Goto, and the team captain, Sachiko Yoshikawa, hurried over.

However, neither of them made any excessive moves. After all, while such a commotion was startling, it was not yet worthy of investigation by these behemoths; they simply let nature take its course.

The rabbit did not deliver a fatal blow, keeping its power restrained to the early Golden Core stage; otherwise, with its thunderous fart, everyone present would have been reduced to fine dust.

The leader of the Genesis Society wore a mask, as always. Within the entire Genesis Society, all researchers wore masks, and their identities could only be distinguished by the emblems on their chests.

It felt as though, in the next moment, Li Zhiyuan's entire body would burst apart, turning into nourishment for this patch of land.

"I won't have a moment of peace tonight. The flies at this banquet will definitely be swarming around you," Lin Qihua said as he opened the car door for her, half-jokingly.

For this closing disciple, Xun Yu had also racked his brains, paving the way for him, which ultimately led to today's trip to the Flower Goddess Temple.

"Here is some silver for you to buy food on the road. Go straight to the Puxin Tea House!" Zong Nan fished out a large silver ingot with a look of concern and handed it to Shi Jingtian.

"Is this the legendary leaving not even a scrap behind?" Witnessing this scene, Thor, who had been hiding at the edge of the valley to watch the battle, could not help but swallow hard. He estimated that his own end would likely be the same shortly.

Just like before, whenever they bumped into a team, they would be suppressed and beaten, forced to cower inside the array tower, unable to move an inch.

However, this time it was not so smooth. The spiritual energy failed to penetrate the bricks, not only because the spiritual energy Mingxuan used was relatively weak, but also because the stone bricks laid this time were extremely thick, and the spiritual energy employed was simply insufficient to pierce through them.

None of the three youths knew the way, so they could only trudge forward along the official road. Although the original carriage was destroyed, the dry rations prepared on it were still intact. Taking the rations with them, the three youths at least avoided starvation.