Chapter 43

Pushing open the door, he found nothing outside. Long Xiao did not believe Qin Yuntian would use some sort of optical illusion; the disparity in their strength was simply too vast. Had Qin Yuntian appeared directly at his feet from the doorway just moments ago? Long Xiao lived on the second floor for the expansive view, yet he never imagined he would encounter something like this.

Indulging in refined tastes was one of the hobbies of the wealthy, so regardless of whether they truly understood how to appreciate art, displaying a few antiques often made them feel their status had been elevated.

Once accustomed to it, and after seeing how much darkness lay hidden behind this facade of prosperity, one would no longer be so astonished.

Sure enough, Wanying immediately looked behind her with alert eyes, but there was nothing there save for a clay Buddha statue. After checking every corner, above and below, back and forth, she found nothing amiss in the empty temple. Just as she turned back around, a chill crept up her spine again. Wanying spun around quickly, this time with a clearly startled expression.

Looking at the proud 36D figure of Undine in the floating virtual image beside him, and then looking at the one in front of him...

His heart skipped a beat. Just as he wanted to get a better look, those pitch-black eyes were instantly veiled by a thin mist. Liu Chenyang, brimming with tears, trembled as he leaned against Wanying’s back.

With that, he was taken away by Team Leader Wan’s men. Hong Jianzhen felt a wave of exhaustion; too many things had happened today, and every piece of news was bad.

At the final moment of his death, Beiwudelun still did not know who it was that had secretly destroyed his defenses.

Locke looked down at the mirror in his hand, pacing slowly through the corridor, until his brow began to furrow.

Yan Zhi did not detect any malice during his long talk with Ancestor Lingdao. Without the peerless Immortal Monarch, his cultivation base would never again reach the glory of the Immortal-Slaying Sect of the past. Realizing this, Yan Zhi understood that the Immortal-Slaying Sect would never again draw the attention of the cultivation world.

"I always thought my feathers were just for show... why is it so chilly?" Qingkong Fansi felt a piercing cold and couldn't help but shiver.

Pei Bansheng was not certain if he could use the power of "speaking the law" to extend Old Master Xu's life by nine years. However, if he failed, he would simply treat the thirty million as a consultation fee for treating the old man.

He was taken aback. He hadn't done anything, so why was this old lady crying?

Because the inspection involved the Hong family and was of great importance, a high-ranking official—the very one who had just received the report from Hong Ning—personally led a team of staff, drew extra personnel from the police station, and went to the Hong residence to conduct the inspection.

Meng Qiang gritted his teeth as he spoke. Hearing his words, Chen Ping smiled and replied with a sneer.

However, the underground forces of Leizhou had formed an alliance, so to seek revenge, one would have to declare war on the entire Leizhou underworld.

Mingyue did not intend to let him die easily. Having lost his immortal power, he could slowly study how to recover it; in any case, the place where Immortal Yaoran practiced in seclusion held countless treasures.

In other words, Fei Ranchu could only face the thugs before her in her current awkward predicament, with no one behind her.

He got straight to the point, for every second was precious. He did not know when his identity and that of Banyue would be discovered; the only truth was to seize and hold onto every passing moment.

With the strength of the He family, they feared no one—not Pei Bansheng, and certainly not the Chen family.

If not for the incident three years ago, the relationship between the two families would never have reached this point.

Just as Thor finished speaking, the scavenger downed the bottle of wine in her hand and said to him, "Finished. Goodbye." She dropped the bottle and turned to leave.

A casual glance revealed a uniquely designed room to the side, with a plaque that read "Yaoguang Pavilion."

People came and went here; although they were not members of the Hall of Light clans, they were all believers of the Hall of Light.

Chu Xiao was the reincarnation of the Nether Emperor, with a villain score of over seventy—a man evil to the bone.

Gao Yuan spoke as he drew the dagger from his waist and walked step by step toward Lin Qing.

This was the most powerful defensive weapon in the Forbidden Museum of Black Gate City. No one knew where Black Gate City had obtained it, as such things did not originate there, but this unique item indeed contained power that was terrifyingly immense.

Mu Rou entered the room, leaning on her for support. She wanted to say something, but... her heart was willing, yet her strength was lacking.

Mu Rou covered her chest with one hand and her mouth with the other, her beautiful eyes misting over, whether from the shortness of breath caused by her coughing or some other reason.

Under the pressure brought by this heaven-defying phenomenon, everyone in the Red Heaven Divine Continent, save for the Divine Emperor, was forced to their knees, their bodies trembling.

"Lord City Master, I do not know why you wish to arrest Wei Yi?" Lu Weiyi was stunned, while the others immediately moved to intervene, attempting to rescue her.

Following the sound, one could see a stylish man leaning back in the private room, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a retro shirt, and cropped trousers—his appearance was peerless.

But at that time, his abilities were limited, and he felt he was not strong enough to protect her well.

Le Chen clearly did not have such an awareness. He thought that as long as he severed the root, the battle would end. Thus, his final strike was a thunderous, fatal blow. He was confident he would succeed. Yet, because of this, he did not pay much attention to the blades of grass. And so, he was now in trouble.

"I only know that cats are afraid of the cold and dogs are afraid of the heat. In a year, cats only feel heat for three days, and dogs only feel cold for three days," Meiyang said, stroking his chin as if explaining something profound.

Baili Ling had once said that Shandan knew the way to the Northern Night Kingdom, telling her not to worry. It seemed he hadn't been lying, for at this moment, Mu Yunlan had already set foot on the soil of the Northern Night Kingdom.

"No, don't do this..." Bai Ruoxi said, finding strength from somewhere, and with all her might, she pushed Ye Feijue away. She simply could not endure such a sensation.

Compared to the items he had knocked over, he was clearly more worried about Lin Bixiao's condition, especially since she was pregnant.

Walking over, she gently patted Han Qin's hand, and only then did Mu Yunlan carefully study An Shuiling and Su Roumeng.