Volume One Chapter 49: The Truth

When two emperors are unable to subdue one another, then a third and a fourth are bound to appear in succession. Now that the man has returned and brought him such news, he naturally no longer cares about Zhang Fan’s fate and hastily turns to leave. The town has long since vanished, transformed entirely into a vast crater; the magma within has solidified, yet it still radiates terrible residual heat.

“I think it’s possible. Count me in when the time comes. I’ll go just to broaden my horizons, and if there’s any place you need a hand, I’ll step in,” Chu Shen, who had already planned to collect points, immediately accepted his invitation.

An Yi paid him no mind; this screen was, after all, under her control. As long as she wished, those beside her could see it, and the reverse was also true.

The Nan family changed their tactics again, withdrawing beyond three hundred meters. Chu Yi’s fiery poison made them wary—even a master at the Huayuan stage could not be spared.

And because there was still a long distance between them and Cao’s army, and it was on the southern side of Xinye City, it did not arouse any suspicion among Cao’s forces.

“It’s all right, I’ve already destroyed the wall of flowers!” Xiao Yan held Yun Caiwei tightly, doing his utmost to comfort her.

He was secretly delighted. Now that this matter had reached Qin Zhi, it was a dead end. No matter how angry the Emperor was, he was not yet strong enough to turn against his own mother.

Qu Liang knew that the neighboring auction house would rarely extinguish the lights; when they did so to create atmosphere for a secret auction, it meant they had truly obtained a treasure.

“Ha… ha… huh… huh…” The soldiers and officers trained, their voices rising in rousing unison. Under Mu Yang’s instruction, everything was of the highest standard, so the army progressed at an astonishing pace.

Even some fifth-tier demon beasts that were slow to escape could not avoid disaster. The few that managed to flee were left with blood surging and bodies flushed as if about to burst into flame, forced to wildly channel their magic just to suppress the effect.

With the departure of the Mysterious Mechanism Tower, the capital’s situation became somewhat awkward. Just as they were about to leave, Gu Yue suddenly spoke.

Looking back, it seemed that the reason Master Zhang said nothing on the way was because he was pondering how to face Du Kang, or perhaps how to deal with the tangled past between himself and Du Kang.

Calm and unhurried, Qin Meng led the mighty procession of grain carts into the towering Taihang Mountains.

After speaking, he strode away. Chen Long frowned, not expecting the old curmudgeon would ask him to follow. He couldn’t quite figure out what the old man meant—did he think it wasn’t suitable to scold him out here and wanted to take him inside for a private reprimand?

Speaking, Chang Feng walked along the main road to the five-way intersection, then turned onto the path leading to the blue portal.

Feiling showed no restraint in her sarcasm: “As expected, you haven’t completely shed your serpent nature, and yet you wish to ascend as a celestial dragon? How laughable!” The next instant, the Dragon King whipped his massive tail, and a bolt of lightning crashed down from above.

Simoni and Falcao needed no further words. They could not be separated and understood each other completely.

That night, everyone was both startled and apprehensive, more tense than on previous nights. In the distance, the scorched wasteland lay silent as death, as if something even more unfathomable was brewing.

When he opened his phone and saw the confirmation text for the flight booking, noting the date on the ticket, he realized—today was the day his mother was supposed to call, so why had the phone remained silent?

Though he was now free from cancer, this ‘Heaven’s Severed Fate’ constitution was no less agonizing than the illness itself. The worst part was, he might truly die in two months.

In the Holy Domain World, everything was as in the Tianhong World—completely under the control of Feng Qian. This is the terrifying aspect of the Holy Domain of the Void World.

Shen Wanyun had originally wanted to go to her brother’s room, but since their mother was following, she had no choice but to return to her own room instead.

Two team members exchanged glances, the hidden cameras they carried transmitting the scene live to Lin Ming.

Gradually, as staff signaled, players left the pitch one by one to warm up, but Simoni never appeared.

A patient quietly sat down before Aniu, who was still writing a prescription with his head lowered. “Where is the discomfort?” Aniu asked out of habit.

A chill suddenly flashed in Ye Qiong’s eyes; in an instant, his figure leaped forward, appearing directly before the leader of the Giant Shark Gang.

All the sects were seeking ways to deplete the power of the great formation; only Wuhe Sect waited honestly for it to be exhausted. Among all the sects, theirs would likely be the last to fall.

That promise, though it seemed naive, moved me too much to break it, for it was his whole-hearted sincerity in that moment.

“Team leader, I…” Director Liu’s sudden formality caught Chen Xiu’er off guard. She had always been somewhat afraid of her superiors, not wanting to lose her job.

In terms of intelligence and strategy, Zhang Liang could stand among the top three in the land. Problems unsolvable by others could not necessarily stump him.

He watched as the black wind, carrying black mist, surged into the mysterious ice. Bai Qi breathed a silent sigh of relief. He had intended to wait for the Wolf King in the Glorious Moon Realm, but now that he had stirred up such trouble, it was best to leave swiftly. As for seeking the Emperor’s Sword, that would have to be considered at length another day.