Volume 1, Chapter 56: The Crown Prince Trapped

As expected, no matter how hard Loki exerted himself, he could not lift the Thunder God’s hammer.

In the hotel room, only Deng Qi was present; Sister Zhao was not. Deng Qi said that Sister Zhao had been out for half a day, claiming to be meeting some friends, without saying when she would return.

At that moment, my greatest worry was Jia Qi. I called out in the hall for a long time without any response, so I dashed out of the living room and rushed upstairs. That was where Mai Ke’s bedroom was located. Usually, if Mai Ke wasn’t in the hall, she would at least be in her bedroom.

Whether on television or in real life, Tang Qianlin was always a considerate and attentive person. She greatly admired those who could care for everyone well; she herself was incapable of such a feat.

The Yun Tong monk waved his hand. “There are coffin nails on the lid.” He bent down to examine closely, wedging a shovel under the lid, then with a sudden force, there was a cracking sound as one nail was pried out.

He found it hard to imagine how Yu Sang had grown up, and what kind of experiences shaped him.

After examining about half, Sheng Fenghua finally discovered something: one of the deceased had also gathered cough-suppressing herbs shortly before death.

“Go take care of your Xu Jingru. We don’t need you here; with me and Xiao Ran, it’s enough.” Li He roughly pushed me outside.

“That’s impossible!” From afar, Long Tianhao, a disciple of Long Yunxiao, was horrified. He had thought his master could reduce Li Feiyu to dust with one move, yet after a strike, Li Feiyu remained unscathed, matching his master’s power.

“There shouldn’t be any problem now,” Mo Yi glanced behind them and said calmly.

Behind them stood an old worker with a beard, holding a shovel, speaking with righteous indignation.

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The delivery of this dragon meat was truly unparalleled—juices overflowing and constantly emitting a golden glow.

Ancient apes and humans continuously radiated from Africa in batches across the globe. Therefore, we can roughly deduce that the Yellow and Caucasian races began their migrations at different times.

When Xu Zhijie returned to the Celestial Island, Xu Ming had started to recognize those around him and knew his own name, but could not recall his past memories—perhaps the trauma he suffered that day caused his amnesia.

Looking back, this man had changed; he now dared to oppose Fenglin Restaurant. Whether it was a futile effort or not, this bravery to confront was worlds apart from before.

“Suit yourself. But don’t stray too far; in a few days, you still need to take me to find the offshore core area!” Watching the starry night, he did not mind. After meeting the War Island, he owed the Old Demon Turtle a big favor.

Gu Chao was also deeply resentful. He hated being used and schemed against the most. Now, the Yashan Sect wanted him dead and stirred up trouble under the pretense of killing him; one day, he would seek revenge on Yashan Sect, or else he could never swallow this grievance.

Ji Chang secretly plotted with Jiang Ziya on how to implement benevolent governance to overthrow the Shang dynasty, often employing military tactics and cunning stratagems.

The crane known as Abai lifted both feet and flapped its wings; immediately, a fierce, intense gale swept it into the clouds.

Speaking of being pulled underwater by a tremendous suction, yet seeing no water ghosts or monsters coming to devour us, what then was the creature beneath the water?

This was far more favorable to Liu Lang than the earlier, overly flowery praise. Actively seeking counsel from frontline soldiers was naturally far better than the bureaucrats who acted on whims.

Even now, Furhan was still preoccupied with Lin Lei’s main artifact becoming widely known, yet he was not worried about his own safety—an utter folly.

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Those super strong beings, even if not as powerful as the founder of the Giant Axe, would not fear battle; at worst, they would be suppressed.

“Uncle, this auxiliary divine tattoo that allows brief flight has never appeared in the history of the Divine Tattoo Continent. How can you test Xing Xuan with such a specialized and extremely difficult challenge?” King Ye expressed his dissatisfaction to Ye Xiaoyu.

Trying to sneak in during broad daylight was obviously impossible. Aside from the highly skilled bodyguards Jia Simou hired, dozens of Jia family retainers stood vigil at the heavily guarded gate. Considering tonight’s moonless night, it was better to wait until darkness fell.

Among the ten prominent deities of the Divine Sea Heavenly Palace, Gu Lie, the lord of Demon Star City, was not included. Although people speculated the lord would be a Divine Tattoo user from the Heavenly Palace, no one had ever seen him. However, at this moment, Gu Lie’s identity surfaced, increasing the number to eleven.

Zhao Xin spoke eloquently about the Dinghai Army, but that place had been a desolate fishing village just over a year ago. How much could it have changed in a year? Perhaps Zhao Xin was simply covering up with empty words.

After the North Island Divine Dragon man finished speaking, he drifted away gracefully, leaving Iga Flying Bear sitting alone under the moonlight. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and for a moment, the young man’s sinister eyes gleamed with an inexplicable sense of conspiracy.

Gan Jing laughed heartily, then turned to wave at the audience below, needing to show his affability.

Thus, the alliance of these three parties was unsurprising. But their declaration of war during this crucial period must have been orchestrated by Henry I, the exiled spiritual king of the Shentu Empire’s Nassau court.

People familiar with the group chatted among themselves. Soon, soldiers arrived with several horse-drawn carts and horses, saying, “Honored mages, if you tire on the journey, you may rest in the carts. Those who can ride may choose a horse to travel on.”