Volume 1 Chapter 33: A New World!

Li Yan slowly tightened his grip around the snake demon’s hand.

The snake demon trembled uncontrollably with terror.

In Li Yan’s grasp, it could not even struggle!

“You needn’t speak! I can find out just the same!” Li Yan forcibly cast a soul-searching technique upon the snake demon.

The snake demon instinctively resisted.

Unfortunately, its feeble soul power held out for only an instant before its spiritual sea was utterly overrun.

Regardless of his identity, however, he was someone neither the elder nor the force behind him could afford to provoke. The elder was already beginning to regret blocking Bloodcry’s path.

Time passed in silence. The concern in Tang Chuan’s eyes grew increasingly intense, for the Peony Fairy’s steps had become somewhat unsteady. Even the exquisite bun arranged atop her head had come undone, and her cheeks were flushed crimson, as though she might collapse at any moment.

The things Jack had mentioned were not enough to make everyone so tense. There had to be other treasures involved.

As for Zhao Yi and the others, it was rather unfortunate that they did not cultivate battle aura and therefore could not activate the spatial vessel. Otherwise, the journey would have been shorter still.

What puzzled the Left Worthy King was that although Princess Jielan had become warmer toward him, she still refused to remove her veil and kept postponing, under one pretext or another, the day she would become his queen.

“No need. Since you have reached the Realm of Forgetting Moves, I am already inferior to you in swordsmanship. The Evil Sword truly lives up to its name.” Fire Crown Prince Yang Fantian smiled with his hands clasped behind his back. “Impressive, impressive. I am truly convinced.”

With that, he strode away.

Compared with me, the “traitor,” Laxus’s side is more important. Is that what they believe?

They appeared at the entrance of the Crystal Palace, where someone had been waiting for them for quite some time. The moment that person saw them, an unmistakable sense of urgency and displeasure appeared on his face.

Although it was a pity that he could not make use of him, so long as he pleased that lord, the rewards would be endless.

Who would have thought they could still meet here now? Zhao Zhifeng let out a heavy sigh. Facing the dark muzzles of the guns surrounding him, anything he said now would be too late.

“Brother Xia Tong, what’s wrong?” Affected by the situation, Huo Qingluan had abandoned her comfortable sunbathing and slipped on a jacket. She walked over to Xia Tong’s side and asked in confusion.

Although Tang Lichuan had merely deduced this intelligence, after carefully examining the distribution of the countless holes and passageways within the crystal wall, he was now completely certain that his speculation was correct.

Pig Brother laughed smugly to himself. My experience in actual combat is still too shallow. How did I fail to think of such a brilliant plan sooner?

“Old Yang, can’t you treat a cut like this? Please save him!” Xia Yang turned his gaze toward Old Yang.

As he spoke, the man swung his axe at the gate. Though the gate appeared to be open, an invisible, transparent barrier stretched across it. Ordinary people would not understand its mystery, but the red-faced man was a warrior of the Black Tortoise Realm—how could he fail to see the hidden mechanism?

Several medical personnel swiftly leapt from the helicopter and carried the stretcher toward the ambulance parked not far away. An Qing walked at the front. These were all familiar faces—faces she knew better than anyone.

“Insights? What are those?” Even Old Fang, who had only just advanced, wore an astonished expression. Clearly, he too knew nothing about this.

After pretending to criticize the Tower Spirit for its dissatisfaction, Yu Haoran directly ordered the Fate-Seizing Spirit Rat, whose claws were already pressed against Zhongli Mingjing’s name, to stand ready to manipulate his fate at any time.

Li Mingxi, Nalan Yi, Nan Yin, Zhao Laohu, Tang Hao, his father and mother, Zhao Qian—there were simply too many people in this land whom he could not stop thinking about.

Chaosheng put the tea leaves into the pot and poured in hot water. The steaming vapor mingled with the fragrance of tea, gradually calming her heart.

With a slender and alluring figure, she was almost as tall as Tian Lu once she put on high heels. Combined with her waterfall of long black hair and the red backless evening gown specially chosen to match Tian Lu’s formal attire, Yuan Xiaoyao appeared extraordinarily dazzling beneath the hazy lights of the suite.