Chapter 33: The Cold War

After a good sleep, Song Qiao returned to Linglong Pavilion feeling refreshed.

Upon entering, however, she discovered a group of unfamiliar maids in the courtyard, chatting away with the attendants the steward had previously assigned to her.

Seeing her walk in, they all turned to look at her in unison.

"Who are you all?"

Song Qiao instinctively grew wary.

The leader was an older woman...

However, the "Nasus" did not just watch from outside the defensive tower and do nothing; he still unleashed a pool of flames beneath Gangplank's feet to scorch him.

That was the third great power, existing alongside the Underworld managed by the Great Emperor Fengdu and the Netherworld managed by the Western King of the Dead.

Through his night-vision goggles, Jiang Nan could see that the personnel on the left and right were indifferent to the chaos caused by him and Dayu.

"Greetings, Senior Brother; greetings, Brother Lu!" Zhao Feng walked slowly from behind the screen and greeted them both in turn.

The familiar, crisp sound rang out once more, and by the time the crowd regained their senses, they only saw the young master flying sideways again, landing near the shop entrance, nearly tumbling out into the street.

It felt as if he were in a space being torn apart infinitely; every part of him was enduring that tearing force, especially his limbs, which seemed to be constrained by a specific power designed to prevent the prey from escaping.

As beams of light struck the "Sion" and the "Warwick," the "Warwick," relying on his powerful bloodthirst, was still able to barely hold his ground.

Mo Wu’s eyes widened suddenly, for Qin Zheng had easily picked him out from among thousands of phantom images, then ran alongside him with a look of ease.

He had originally assumed a wedding was being held at a neighbor’s house, but after stepping outside, he realized it was in his own courtyard. Thinking about it, there were no recent celebrations, and he couldn't help but feel sullen.

Wang Ning asked about his plans after heading north. When he actually spoke of them, nothing could be gleaned from the other man's face, though his occasional responses were refreshing, causing Wang Ning to slightly set aside some of his contempt.

Subsequently, Lu Chuan watched as the other person waved his hand, causing thousands of stars to shine brilliantly; countless points of light began to move according to a certain rule, and after a moment, they vanished from sight.

Along the way, I have seen Wu Ge weary and angry, but I could feel that he always had a firm goal in his heart: to reach the capital of the Qinyang Kingdom. His silhouette remained upright, and his stride never once faltered.

Approaching February, the weather warmed up completely, and the construction of the farm entered its final stages. All the buildings were completed, and work was now focused on interior decoration and the construction of roads within the farm.

After that, there was no need for Li Chengqian to deliberately publicize it; the people of Chang'an already knew about the new stoves and coal.

Although the Orcs were brutal and overbearing, and would not even spare their own kind when starving, they were not so dull as to be unable to grasp simple schemes.

Upon hearing this, Qin Tianci immediately understood a great deal and realized the gravity of the conversation between his second uncle and his uncle-in-law that day.

Chang Qing did not say another word. His soul starlight probed into the body of the man he was holding, using the Soul-Searching Technique to invade and probe his memories.

"Although your current strength is still slightly superior to his, he is now practicing dark arts, and his power is growing continuously. It won't be long before you are left far behind," the Great Emperor said slowly.

"I believe a grand ceremony should be held in Linhuang Prefecture to divert the public's attention," Wang Jing said with a serious expression.

The Doomguard Saron knew that the status of the Ancestor of Earth Immortals had changed since he began his rotation as Emperor. He allowed him to act personally, and while the Hell Legion pinned down the main force of Mount Celestia, he blasted apart the illusory facade before him.

However, the head referee's whistle blew once again. The referee, dressed in a red uniform, ran over while blowing his whistle. At the same time, he signaled for Chiellini to come to his side immediately. Meanwhile, the referee's hand was already reaching toward the pocket of his jacket where the red and yellow cards were kept.