Chapter 64: Played for a Fool

That, that strike just now which had pierced a gaping hole right through the leopard demon's head—
Was that delivered by Daoist Priest Xiao Yu???
Yet she had watched him weeping as though he were about to faint away!
Cheng Yingxue was filled with a swirling mixture of shock and doubt, and as she looked toward Yu Xiuzhu once more, a faint sense of dread involuntarily crept into her gaze.
She stared at the two-foot-long staff gripped in the young daoist's hand, from which a few stray drops of blood were still slowly dripping, and then shifted her glance to his face, where there was not the slightest trace of him halting his tears.

Jing Jingxi lowered his head to kiss the cheek of the person in his arms, then walked out through the courtyard toward the front gates of the government office. Several comfortable, fully harnessed carriages were quietly stationed outside, with a few figures standing before them who all turned to look in unison as he appeared.

"My husband, can it be that you truly do not trust me, and believe that I would use my own chastity to slander Li Zicheng!" Red Damsel glared with angry eyes, assuming Li Yan did not believe her.

Shang Jingxing glanced sideways at the spilled weak water on the ground, noticing that the proprietor had not made the slightest effort to recover it, which meant he simply did not care about such a waste.

This cultivator in cyan robes also appeared exceedingly young, with handsome features. At this moment, his gaze swept over them, his eyes resembling cold stars, carrying an air of aloofness and a profound detachment between his brows.

Other than him, Ling Feifei could not think of anyone else capable of protecting Wang Qingya, and Zhou Zekjue, as Wang Qingya's boyfriend, was still sufficiently trustworthy.

Shalu kicked off with his sole, turning a full somersault in mid-air to evade Helis's hand blade, and then planted a ferocious stomp right onto Helis's head.

Inside the hall, a chorus of kneeling figures dropped to the floor to respectfully send off the imperial carriage. Not until the procession had moved far away did they stand up one after another, their expressions exceedingly complex as they gazed at the solitary figure in red in the center of the hall.

As they made their moves, in the blink of an eye, the entire firmament was illuminated into a vast expanse of dazzling divine light, accompanied by earth-shattering roars of beasts that filled the whole world.

Shi Hui knew that what they had once thought was the system space was actually nothing more than a barrier within the Divine King Palace of the Hidden Immortal Realm. Fu Yingxue had only briefly revealed the reason for the mission, remaining tight-lipped about the current state of the Hidden Immortal Realm. Yet both Shi Hui and Ren Ci had guessed at least part of it: whether it was the Primordial God Sovereign or the Divine King Chu Yin, both had already fallen.

That was why, having been without that man for even this short a while, they felt somewhat unaccustomed to it, sensing that a certain warmth was missing from the air.

When the old daoist uttered his final words, his expression grew very unnatural, tinged with a hint of mockery.

Iao suddenly smiled. This was the first time he had ever felt sorrow; he could not speak to Fiat of the future, and when everything unfolded right before one's eyes, who was left that could change it?

Afterward, within that scarlet brilliance, an illusory and ethereal cyan figure slowly emerged.

For the majority of the spectators off the stage, this kind of combat scenario was hardly a good thing. Although most of the audience in the arena zone at this moment were proud prodigies themselves, there were still many whose perceptive sight fell short.

A flash of yellow shadow swept past, and a man in black was unfortunately pounced upon and knocked to the ground. It was none other than that lizard-like demonic beast that had struck, and no sooner had he been pinned than he was completely submerged by the beasts behind him—this man was undoubtedly doomed to perish without a single hope of survival.

High up in the sky, everyone was utterly astounded, and those Law Enforcers who had lost their composure all snapped back to their senses, shame instantly flooding their faces.

As he said this, Sun Yang cast a warning gaze toward everyone present; he intended to make anyone else harboring thoughts similar to those of the "Antique Enthusiast" dispel any unrealistic fantasies in their hearts.

"So what exactly should we do then?" Fu Qiang asked. What he feared most right now was failing to lure the enemy into the trap, yet defining the exact boundary of how to make the enemy feel they had gained the upper hand was terribly difficult to calibrate.

"I previously served in XX Unit of the Chinese People's Liberation Army and have just been discharged," Li Tianfu said calmly.

The Patriarch of the Eastern Clan wore a flattering expression, doing his utmost to ingratiate himself with Luna as if he were deathly afraid of angering her, and even remembered to personally refill Luna's teacup as he spoke.