Volume 1, Chapter 31: The Refugees Attack

After escorting Master Xue Qianlian to the alchemy chamber, President Gu Tian and Master Guyue retreated with deliberate discretion, closing the door behind them.

Mo Xuanzhen observed the spatial scene, which seemed to ripple like water, casting concentric waves that distorted and blurred everything within his field of vision.

Happening upon Bai Shuirou sitting in the courtyard, lost in a daze, Chuxin exchanged a glance with Jun Nuo, who then helped her over.

Upon hearing Du Bian’s words, Blood Guanyin turned a frigid gaze toward Bai Chuan, her jade hand resting upon her golden dagger.

Moreover, over this long span of time, the Demonic Sect had planted its tendrils and established strongholds across countless regions of the Central Plains. To mention nothing else, their intelligence network alone was formidable.

Of course, all of this was merely a matter of time; given the immense power Yang Hao possessed, what were a few exotic beasts at the level of Eternal True Gods to him?

Realizing he had let something slip, Wang Yuquan—a guileless man incapable of deceit—simply spoke the truth, reciting the facts as plainly as saying one plus two equals three.

Except for special occasions involving imperial activities or the occurrence of a major disaster, Prince Gui was rarely seen. Over time, people had almost forgotten the prince's existence, treating him like a temple idol: one might bow when passing by, but otherwise, he was simply ignored.

"Wu'er, we need to have a proper talk." Qiu Tian approached her, looking at her with deep seriousness.

"Puchi..." With a sigh from Tian Shu, a blade and a spear pierced through Yu Wanling’s body almost simultaneously.

Bradley took out an Earth Spirit Pill, crushed it, and applied it to the wound, then tossed another into the mouth of the Earth Bear. Everything was done with such natural ease and simplicity. It must be said that through the passage of time, Bradley’s strength had ascended to a new level—a testament to his mastery over his own resources.

"Come over here! Smile, let me introduce you. This is Tosa. Don't let his kind face fool you; he is the former Marshal of a kingdom in the East!" Before Restia could even react, Degulas was already calling out to him.

The two sat cross-legged on the spot, consuming spirit herbs to restore their spiritual energy. In the distant sky, the sound of wind being torn asunder echoed continuously, and the space beside Jin Lei was ripped open, a terrifying pressure instantly engulfing the area.

"What is this, then? Lycoris?" She sniffed the air twice, as if catching a faint scent.

***

Although the new recruits walked among the stone giants—each nearly ten meters tall—they gradually felt a sense of security once they adapted. With the stone giants clearing the path ahead, the journey was far less arduous than in other jungles, allowing the group to maintain their pace without anyone falling behind.

Neither side made a rash move. For a fleeting moment, Yi Chuan caught a glimmer of disdain in the eyes of the Blood-Winged Bat King; it was truly disturbingly human.

She was certain that Wu Yulin had no such relative, and even more certain that she could never be any sister of his. Yet, who was she? Why was Wu Yulin always swayed by her words?

Hu Zongnan’s First Army, which had been resting in Zhenjiang, had already crossed the Yangtze River and deployed along the line of Liukou, Pukou, and Jiangpu on the north bank. Zhenjiang had been handed over to the 103rd Division. The 103rd was a Guizhou Army unit; just before heading to Jiangyin, they had been reorganized into three regiments totaling over five thousand troops, armed with Hanyang-pattern rifles and Czech light and heavy machine guns.

Therefore, no matter how destitute or pathetic he appeared, the experts of the Tian Shu realm in the Huangji Immortal Dynasty would never defy him.

Roca, the father of French forensics, once said: when two objects come into contact, a transfer occurs—one takes something away, and leaves something behind.

If the news leaked, it might attract the attention of the state, which would lead to trouble.

"According to the research institute's report, the zombie virus reacts specifically to certain types of medication, but with the supply chain completely collapsed, we can only stare at this report in despair," Xiao Guozheng said, feeling a sense of profound loss.

Jiang Laifu offered praise, wiped the crumbs from Su An’an’s lips with his hand, then turned and left with Jiang Baoguo.

Having just finished communicating with the system, he now faced such a gaze from Chen Feng, making it difficult for him to remain calm.

Though the pain lasted only a second, Ye Beike’s temples throbbed uncontrollably, as if some old malady had suddenly flared up.

Through the eyes of the Eye of Insight, these Emperors' self-destructions did not actually consume much spiritual power. Instead, the greater part of it, along with their life force and intellect, flowed entirely into the leading peak expert.

Li Yuan fell silent, involuntarily imagining the scene described by Hall Master Wan—it must have been absolutely horrific.

Ye Beike, not noticing the micro-expressions on Fu Boting’s face, placed a piece of cured meat into his bowl.

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Zhao Ritian suddenly waved his hand, and strange energy surged within a hundred-mile radius. It was as if the collapse and rebirth of space were occurring simultaneously, maintaining a dynamic equilibrium to keep the space stable.

The Six-Mouthed Crocodile felt a pang of insecurity and clamped its mouth shut, cursing inwardly: "What's so great about you? Useless trash."

Ever since Ye Fei first met Tang Meili, the girl had already mastered how to leverage her own advantages.

Qian Mengyu fell silent once more, but this time she did not speak again, simply hanging up the phone.

The bespectacled man did not answer Old Man Zhou. Instead, through his lenses, he scanned the faces of everyone in the room, finally letting his gaze rest on me. He asked, "You, are you Situ Shan?" Sensing his unfriendly tone, I replied, "What do you want with me?"

Seeing Yang Yiyun’s lecherous expression, combined with his crude methods, Ning Ke felt a mix of rage and shame, and her eyes rolled back as she fainted.

Before arriving, he had heard that Jiang Liushi was powerful and possessed terrifying marksmanship. He considered his own marksmanship inferior to Jiang Liushi's, but he had absolute confidence in his draw speed.

Initially, Yang Yiyun had arranged for them to train in the same place. Since he left, however, they had each chosen their own spots and established independent training grounds. Given the vastness of the Universe God Palace, creating their own cave dwellings was no issue at all—there was plenty of space.

Having merged with the fragments of the Death God’s soul, Wu Yue felt as though she carried the love of two lifetimes within her.

Below lay another world. Having plummeted from the volcanic crater above, they now appeared as if they were in the sky of this new realm, looking down from the clouds.