Chapter 24: The Execution of Chu Tiange

Under the watchful eyes of all the major powers, Chen Yang forcefully blocked the Chu family. At this moment, one had to admit, Chen Yang was the very embodiment of confidence and flair. Chu Yunfei’s face darkened, “Chen Yang, you’ve already won—do you really intend to annihilate us completely?” Chen Yang let out a cold laugh, “If I were the one defeated, would you spare me?”
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“What? She’s just a corpse—where’s the proof? Is she supposed to know who killed her?” a concubine remarked disdainfully. It seemed that Bai Jieba had spent the night soaked in sweat; he couldn’t help but feel anxious, a sense of guilt for betrayal gnawing at him inside. Last night, when he brought his guards to find her, Rong Susu already knew Jun Ninglan was exceptionally clever. She deliberately exposed her fragrant shoulder, her gaze trembling with fear and allure. Yet, that man? Faced with such a youthful beauty, he not only showed no interest but instead took off his outer robe and tossed it to her, expressionless.

After leaving Han Siyou, her greatest gain was learning composure; she realized it was time to grow. She had walked through the forest the entire day, relying on her familiarity with the terrain. Damin followed almost the same path as those Vietnamese agents during the infamous massacre.

Ye Shaoxuan gathered all his martial prowess in his dantian. With a resounding bang, the Imperial Severance Sword shot out from within. The path of cultivating immortality and the Four Symbols Divine Seal melded perfectly together. Ye Shaoxuan had officially embarked on the road of cultivation, fundamentally different from his former self.

Qi Ming and Ji Wei had been exploring these ruins since their arrival. After a brief moment, yet another wave of powerful figures was teleported away.

It wasn’t their fault; after all, City A was a ruthless battlefield of commerce. One might be worth millions today, bankrupt tomorrow. Moreover, the Mu family had withdrawn from America two years prior—who still bothered about a declining clan?

Cheng Xuan lifted his gaze to survey his surroundings. His expression remained calm, then he glanced downward—the waves on the lake grew ever higher, and his trousers were thoroughly soaked.

The implication was clear: if you possess the Ninefold Karma Fire, countless powerful figures will hunt you down, and you’ll likely end up utterly destroyed.

These issues are merely the grave problems in your Fangshan County’s poverty alleviation efforts. The most serious issue is your inability to recognize my concerns.

“Boss, let’s sit inside for a while!” Tian Ji suggested. Standing outside all the time wasn’t much of a solution.

Wu Zhengfu glanced at the man—a fellow named Du Qinghu, director of Taozhou’s Urban Development Bureau, and a cadre he himself had promoted.

Though the physical pain had eased, a hollow sensation at his heart grew ever clearer.

Next, they would face the most perilous and arduous stretch, a journey that might claim them forever.

Meanwhile, the blood clan found themselves in trouble. They unexpectedly encountered four Immortal Kings aligned with the Light. These kings were merely traveling the mortal realm, unwilling to participate in the war between the Dark and Light Churches.

“Sister, I have to return to the base—wait for me to come back.” Mo Xiaosheng gently placed Ouyang Hongxue onto the bed, carefully covering her with a thin blanket.

“What on earth is this thing?” With his experience, not even the finest holy relics could withstand heavenly thunder like this—especially not lightning approaching the level of the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder.

The middle-aged man dismounted from his celestial steed. Clad in pale green, his ink-black hair danced in the evening breeze, his expression stern and sharp as he coldly swept his gaze across the faces before him.

When he saw the man in black strike toward his chest, he didn’t evade or retreat. Instead, two beams of blood-red light, almost tangible, burst forth from his crimson eyes, shooting straight at the black-clad figure.

At that moment, the battle on Celestial Venerable Immortal Island was equally fierce. All the sect leaders and elders present were at the Nascent Soul stage, the highest being at its peak. Except for the Celestial Venerable, none were at the Divine Movement stage.