Chapter 31: The River (Major Revision)
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The stone crane floated amid the drifting clouds and mist, sending out faint, distant cries, yet it still had no effect.
Although he did not know the place very well, it was obvious from the fact that everyone in the village possessed powerful blood and vital energy but not the slightest trace of cultivation that this was certainly not a suitable place for training.
“If you refuse to go, then you have only one other choice.” Seeing that the prisoners seemed unwilling to leave, Xuanyue suddenly spoke.
Wright was just about to argue when he caught sight of his own reflection in the bright, mirror-like floor tiles. His upper body was bare, his clothes tattered, and although the numerous wounds had already healed, his hair was as disheveled as a heap of weeds. Beneath it, his eyes glowed with an inhuman scarlet light.
“Well, City Lord Gu, the two of us old men were merely bored and playing a game of chess here. Since you still have business to attend to, we shall take our leave first.” With that, the two old men vanished in a flash, slipping away even more smoothly than eels.
Big Fool and Clifford knew perfectly well what he intended to do; they had heard the entire story from beginning to end. Zhuo Yang was certainly going to make trouble for Hallewalson, settling the score on Mark’s behalf.
When the purple pillar of light burst from the tip of the sword, it was accompanied by a deep dragon’s roar. The gale it unleashed carved a streak of fire through the air before exploding outward.
“I knew you would say that. Come on, go inside. My disciple’s cooking is excellent—I guarantee that once you taste it, you will never forget it!” He pulled Wukong by the hand as he spoke, leading him inside.
As long as one engaged in close combat and stepped into it, one would certainly be blasted to pieces. It was one of his strongest close-range techniques.
Chen Hao was gasping for breath as though he had been completely drained. Only two inches remained. At this rate, after advancing another inch, he would be sucked dry. Would all his efforts not have been in vain?
A fortune-telling-stall scam that had seemed flawless was exposed completely by Wu Wang with only a few simple words.
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A black token lay on the table before him. Three characters meaning “Martial God Token” were engraved upon it, shimmering with a faint red glow.
After Ye Yingfan neutralized the medicine in his body, he ate thousand-year-old ginseng and spirit fruits, then continued cultivating.
High-speed thoroughfares crisscrossed one another, fully linking the entire three-dimensional city together. Because this enormous city had been built within the mountains, many structures descended from the hollow peaks above, interweaving with buildings that rose from the ground below. From a distance, they looked like the chaotic teeth filling a giant beast’s mouth.
With only a brief glance at the injuries around the joints of the middle-aged man in military uniform, the handsome young man understood that the true culprit who had just killed the two men on his side was not this five-person group, but the mysterious figure hiding behind the boulder.
The craftsmen of Giant Wolf Stronghold had already found it exceptionally easy to quarry stone because of fossil powder and stone-fixing powder. Later, the use of force-changing crates, combined with the application of the lever principle, accelerated the workers’ construction even further.
The demons cultivating there also chanted scriptures, which was why most of the demons in the Southwestern Demon Realm dressed like lama monks.
“My surname is Ye,” Ye Yingfan replied indifferently. He did not tell Zhao Jiujiang his given name, merely revealing his family name.
The gold leaf instantly landed in his hand. He weighed it thoughtfully, and a trace of a smile appeared on his dark face. One of his subordinates then handed over the pearl.
The mecha unexpectedly split into two separate sections in midair, an astonishing maneuver. The tail of the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon struck empty space.
At that moment, Qing’s heart had already sunk to the bottom. In Leaf Village, a hostile nation’s settlement, facing the immensely powerful Chao Yiqianming, Qing knew that he had no chance of escaping by luck.
The Emperor might very well lose the throne—not because of the Prince of Qing’s son, but because of himself.
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He had previously placed this man in the military camp, but later grew anxious about it. Yan Shao was easygoing by nature, yet he was extremely strict about military discipline. Jokes were permitted in ordinary circumstances, but whenever military regulations were involved, he showed not the slightest mercy.
Strangely, these flames enveloped only the level of the building where Wang Sheng was located and the parallel sea of clouds. Neither the sky above nor the area beneath the tower showed any spread of fire, and not even the slightest ripple extended beyond it.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of drums suddenly rang out. The central camp of Western Xia instantly descended into chaos, and Li Changxian’s face turned livid. Those were the drums announcing an attack by the Qi forces.
Thus, when Tang Qiaolian returned from visiting the neighbors, Wang Jianshu explained the matter to her properly. For once, Tang Qiaolian did not criticize Xu Yanting, though neither did she praise her.
“You are still scolding me? Can’t you see that I was bullied?” Gao Xue pointed at herself. Jia Senlin took a look. Gao Xue’s hair had come loose, her face bore several scratches, and her clothes had been torn during her fight with Qi Caiyun. If one had to describe her in a single word, it would be: miserable.
He had not expected Yan Shao to think so far ahead. He had considered not only the issue of incorporating the Yellow Turbans of Qingzhou, but also the problems that might arise afterward.
Of the nine people, one disciple barely managed to endure for half an incense stick. Yet when he was teleported out of the formation, his consciousness remained trapped in confusion, and he thrashed wildly for quite some time. Fortunately, Master Ku struck him awake in time.
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