Chapter 108: Soul Seizure
Children from the neighboring village? But this is a wild and desolate mountain range—where would a village even be? The group of female soldiers shivered inwardly. In the end, Li Wen mustered her courage and cautiously stepped forward.
“Children, are you lost? Sister will take you home, alright?” Li Wen spoke carefully.
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The wounds it sustained while battling the three-headed hound were quite severe, yet this was a genetically mutated wolf king. It had endured even graver injuries on Demon Island before.
“Thank you, Senior Sister,” Bai Xuran expressed his gratitude sincerely. With some clarity restored, he returned to his usual calm composure, embodying grace and invincibility.
This was akin to a nation possessing large-scale weapons of mass destruction—it wielded absolute deterrent power.
While speaking, Yuesheng pulled out the Life-Killing Stone. In an instant, Huangquan felt the vibration from the stone pressing against his forehead.
In the eyes of the others, there was both concern and schadenfreude, whispering: These two used to quarrel frequently; surely they won’t start fighting again this time? This was Captain Qi’s home, the domain of their own leaders. If they caused a scene during a banquet, there would be no escaping the consequences.
“Let’s go take a look.” Yu Bai and the Red-Robed Tara followed the direction of the sound, walking for a long time, but ultimately found nothing.
The moment those words were spoken, Yu Nuo’s image grew towering in everyone’s minds. The staff were deeply moved, nearly shedding tears to express their gratitude.
“C-Could it be that Lord Yuesheng has already finished his business?” Xia Wei stammered weakly.
Lin Yu’s passionate fervor was extinguished in an instant. The thought of a mouse trailing behind her sent shivers down her spine.
A tremendous crash erupted. Before Jiang Wuque and the others could comprehend what had happened, the bronze door was suddenly flung open, striking the middle-aged man behind it and sending him skidding across two streets.
By the fourth day, all the sects had caught wind of the situation and dispersed, leaving the place deserted. Of course, this was precisely the outcome Wu Hui had intended.
The Weeping Ghost Chain, a device that controls the internal breath of the Condensation Source martial artists, could restrict the flow of their internal energy when fastened to their wrists or ankles. It was said to have been invented by the Mecha King.
Lin Yan’er’s cheeks blossomed with two crimson hues. She shot Sun Qiguang a shy glance, devoid of any intimidation; instead, it gave the impression of bashful resistance, only fueling Sun Qiguang’s boldness further.
“Let’s go to the side! Through the glass walls, we can overlook the cityscape on both banks of the Huangpu River, as well as the magnificent view of the Yangtze River estuary,” Lin Jiani told Yang Fan and Yang Wanru.
The cultivation method she possessed was innate, not taught by Bai Yi. Much like those divine beasts, she inherited ancestral memories, requiring no guidance from Bai Yi in her training.
If such a secret were to fall into the hands of other sects or those with ill intentions, it would spell disaster.
Determined that the Third Empire would not repeat its past mistakes, Jintian resolved to enact reform. Only a capable ruling class could ensure the empire’s eternal strength.
Ping An was unwilling to rashly lead an assault against Zhu Di and Zhu Quan’s forces. Given their overwhelming numerical advantage, simply guarding their allies’ flanks and denying Zhu Di, a skilled cavalry commander, any opening would itself constitute a victory.
Yun’e and the others had never seen Golden Willow “Jade” before. Curiously, they picked it up, marveling at its hardness like metal, its flexibility like willow branches, and its warmth like exquisite jade—a truly wondrous artifact.
With his current strength, he hardly needed our help. At most, we can introduce some merchants to him; beyond that, he probably doesn’t require our assistance,” Zhou Xiang said.