Chapter 63 Found

As for Ares, he had already entered a state of serene emptiness, sharpening his senses in preparation for the duel.

Occasionally, a zombie would stumble against the base's gates, but the guards stationed downstairs conversed in low, nonchalant tones, which alone was enough to prove the absolute security of the gates.

When your sphere of influence clashes with that of another, someone must step in to handle it, and that requires a great many people.

Fenrir moved diagonally forward, prompting Ymir inside to shift as well. Freya and Deuca drifted toward the flanks while Loki, taking advantage of the cover provided by the tentacles, slipped around to Ymir's rear flank, intending to capture it from multiple directions.

The Xiang clan? Yu'er? From the snippets of news overheard just now, Wang Jin pieced together a crucial revelation: this young man in purple was none other than Xiang Yu himself.

"I..." Ouyang Feiyu arched her delicate brows, her mouth opening wide to retort, yet she stood there for a long moment without uttering a single syllable. For she vaguely caught a shimmering glint in Lin Chen's eyes. Although no tears fell, it was practically close enough.

Almost simultaneously, Fang Yu, who had just been lying flat on the ground, sprang up like a coiled spring. Xiao Shan, caught completely off guard, felt his throat seized in a sudden, vice-like grip.

Zhou Dachang, standing off to the side, had remained silent throughout and made no move to stop the burly brute of a man. This caused Lin Chen to furrow his brow slightly, completely unable to fathom what tricks Zhou Dachang was plotting behind the scenes.

On the training ground, he was no wealthy second-generation heir; he was simply a player. He learned humbly from others and trained diligently. In Klinsmann's eyes, Barzagli was an exemplary player, yet in this match, Klinsmann still intended to reward Victor, only for this fellow to act with such utter recklessness.

Ark couldn't help but chuckle softly. He pulled her into an embrace, his gaze inadvertently falling upon the edge of the bed behind her.

That may have been so, but he had not anticipated that for some time to come, he would be unable to tear himself away to return to Ningcheng. There were too many matters demanding resolution, leaving him scarcely a single day to halt and rest.

Gu Yu took a small sip and savored it thoughtfully. Unlike fiery spirits, the ultimate magic of this hundred-fruit wine lay in the tasting: "What could be so grave? Looking at you with such a troubled expression."

"Ah, ah, the situation appears to be taking a turn for the worse." The black-clad guard beside Tang Chuifeng spoke up. His tone was ice-cold and chilling, yet devoid of the slightest trace of shock as he said it flatly.

There is no banquet in this world that never ends; while you are still young, romance to your heart's content! So that when old age comes, you may die without regrets? There is no need to yearn for eternity, to have loved one another is already enough? True forever is merely a romantic and beautiful legend of the pugilist world? To win one person's heart and never part till hair turns white! Only by achieving this can one truly say love knows no regret and lasts forever?

Only then did Wang Peng realize just how much work Shi Guoquan had done behind the scenes regarding who should deliver the report and attend the completion ceremony. His initial resentment instantly vanished, replaced by a profound sense of helplessness.

However, none of the recognized masters operating in the open possessed such capabilities. Therefore, they had no choice but to resort to underhanded methods, and this plan was now the only viable course of action. Otherwise, they would never be able to locate experts of a matching caliber.

"What did he say to you? What on earth did he tell you?" Madam Liu asked in a daze, turning her head to question Ye Li.

Though that was what she thought, the psychological shock Han Shui'er sustained was still immense, leaving her momentarily unable to accept the reality.

Initially, they had only managed to procure fifty barrels of sulfur. Once a dozen flamethrowers had exhausted their fuel, the barrier of flames on both sides ceased to exist. Masses of enemy troops, discovering an opportunity for escape, poured out of the battlefield from every direction and fled into the distance.

"That's right, unless someone pries open your skull... No, even if it were pried open, nothing would be found!" Tang Wanru smiled with a trace of desolation, gazing helplessly at Liu Yan.

"Since we are offering resistance across all of Meixun's domains, this battle cannot be lost. If we lose, we will truly be left with nothing," Lin Yinhan stated calmly.

Baimo, padding along at the heels of Mei Xueling, abruptly raised his head, baring his teeth at Mei Yurun with a low, menacing growl. The evil and ruthless glint in his eyes made one's blood run cold.

It was evident that Lü Zhongqi was exceedingly irritated at having his intentions seen through, yet with rare restraint, he suppressed his emotions and addressed Li Quan quite politely: "Does the General truly harbor no desire for a domain of his own? Shandong is a land of great wealth under heaven. If one could secure it, would not future hegemony be within arm's reach?"

Meanwhile, deep within the forest, Ye Xunhuan and his party remained concealed in the shadows, observing the four figures outside. Shielded by the turbulent energy, they had no need to fear discovery.

Regardless of their colors, each was etched with an expression of weeping blood, appearing exceptionally eerie and bewitching.

From within the array diagram, the roar of the desolate beast echoed once more. By now, ninety percent of the Daoist energy within Yang Yi's body had been depleted. He appeared utterly frail, his complexion deathly pale. Yet, just as the beast had foretold, his gaze remained tranquil as ever. Even though he was now reduced to the likeness of a mortal, the clarity in his eyes never wavered.

Princess Jing was, after all, fearful of this royal brother of hers. Though resentment simmered in her heart, she did not dare to say another word. Biting her lower lip fiercely, she cursed Anueling a hundred times over in her mind.