Volume 1, Chapter 55: The Real Culminator
"Then I'm sorry!" Stubborn Old Qin detested nothing more than people crossing him—especially someone he already disliked. He turned his back squarely on them, ignoring the two figures standing in the rain.
The downside was that, being close to densely populated urban centers, the place frequently suffered from massive zombie hordes, causing heavy casualties in both the slums and ordinary residential districts. However, in recent years, with the assistance of other bases, Dawn Base had managed to hold on and was improving day by day.
In truth, his departure for the Southern Territory wasn't out of fear for Sun Longlou and the Xuan Sect; rather, his objectives in the Northern Territory had already been fulfilled, and lingering any longer would have been pointless. Moreover, given his current strength under the suppression of Sun Longlou and the Xuan Sect, he was utterly powerless to resist.
When a bird is dying, its cry is mournful; when a person is dying, their words are wise. Lin Yan was somewhat inclined to believe Sanderk's words.
Before long, all the rebel generals gathered. Fang Tianding first instructed Si Xingfang to lead Wu Zhi, Zhao Yi, Huang Ai, Chao Zhong, Tang Fengshi, and fifty thousand rebel troops to set out immediately under the cover of darkness to set up ambushes on all four sides of Dongxin Bridge, waiting only for the cannon shot from the city to launch a joint attack.
Three days later, Ni Yun, Di Cheng, and Liu Tang returned to the city together, and Lin Chong ordered each of them to return to their respective posts and await orders.
Now, blocking their path ahead was a towering sand dune, one that was growing taller visibly before their very eyes. One could only imagine how fierce the wind must be inside it.
Yet he had arrived a step too late. To nourish the Blood of the Heart and reinforce the seal, Poseidon Lier had already exhausted too much blood and vital energy, collapsing to the ground completely unable to rise.
Amidst a resonant vibration, Bakal frowned slightly and swiftly shifted his torso to the side. Raising two fingers, he gently pinched... and caught a barbed arrow right out of the air between his fingers. As for the other two... Bakal evaded them with effortless ease.
Xu Xian gently tossed the medicine package into the utility room, where it landed carelessly on the floor. After a short while, the wrapping paper of the medicine package was corroded through, leaving a hole from which faint black smoke drifted out. People came and went outside the door, yet no one noticed what was happening inside the utility room.
Time ticked away second by second. The sounds of battle and cannon fire outside did not subside; instead, they grew even more intense. After more than two hours, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed into the prefectural yamen.
Qin Anxu was still feeling dizzy, and he needed some time to process what Hua Jin and the others had just said. Thus, he foolishly followed Hua Jin away, and the few maidservants had no choice but to tag along.
At this thought, Qian Xiaofu accelerated her lightness kung fu once more, vanishing into the forest in the blink of an eye.
Taking a stroll around the villa, Chen Ji suddenly remarked, "You probably don't live here often, do you!" Given Zang Yudong's status, a villa with such all-around lighting would be far too convenient—far too convenient for a sniper.
"You said it yourself, this is my sister's marriage, and I am the male heir in my family. If I don't agree, who dares to claim they are marrying my sister!" Hua Nuo shouted loudly.
"Clean up the dropped items and just pick up the important ones. You don't need to bother with things like gold coins," Lin Jian instructed Li Mu.
However, upon sensing this fluctuation, his body clearly exhibited a yearning sensation, as if harboring a certain craving for this kind of mineral ore.
Though those people said nothing aloud, privately they were whispering endlessly. It was only out of awe for the might of the Yong'an Army that they did not commit any out-of-line acts. Still, with such a precedent existing, Xiao Yi knew he would have to deal with this matter sooner or later.
In Old Wen's home, Chen Ji's departure allowed Old Wen to relax. Unlike Old Wen, Zhu Dacong was extremely nervous; the departure of Chen Ji, his optimal "ally," was by no means good news for him.
"Prefect Xu! I, Liu Qi, beg you to help me! As long as I can get my revenge, you can make me do anything!" Liu Qi sat in a daze for a long time before suddenly turning under everyone's gaze, kneeling before Xu Jian, lifting his face, and speaking with earnest resolve.
The carriage entered the palace, underwent several rounds of inspections, and finally came to a halt. They alighted and proceeded with the palace attendants toward the Cloud-Glow Hall, where the banquet was being held.
Hearing the words "Grand Princess," the Empress's beautiful phoenix eyes swept toward Feng Beiyue. Upon seeing her, she cast a somewhat complex glance in her direction and then gave a faint nod.
Wisps of pure spiritual energy penetrated Qin Feng's internal organs. A wondrous sensation flooded Qin Feng's mind, his hands pausing momentarily as the medicinal liquid boiling within the cauldron erupted like a volcano at that very instant.
With all of the Heavenly Wolf King's might channeled into her body, the nearly depleted spiritual power within Feng Qingwan's body was replenished in a split second.
The Fire Cloud Phoenix's mouth even twitched, never expecting that the dog, after feasting on meat all night long, would manage to draw down its own thunder tribulation.
Such a jiao-dragon had no-one-knew-how-many millennia of cultivation behind it, and its aura was vastly superior in grade to that of Ji Ming.
If high-grade medicinal herbs were all eye-catching in color and obviously different in appearance from other herbs so that anyone could pick them, could they still be called rare? Could they command such a high recycling price?
Sail finished speaking, waved the water flag in his hand, and sent a blade of water slashing toward Qin Feng and the others. Nisle was not afraid of Sail at all; the latter was merely a water-attribute cultivator and could not throw any formidable weight around in front of Nisle.