Chapter 119: Borrowing the Phantom Army

Daoist Yang Liu immediately understood why the Golden Mixed Origin Chalice had remained motionless for so long—it clearly shrank back upon encountering a formidable opponent.

“Do you think this will scare me? I can’t unleash my full power here. If you’re capable, come face me in my underground palace,” Daoist Yang Liu declared, then vanished without a trace by burrowing into the earth.

Upon hearing the words “underground palace,” Qin Xiaomo suddenly recalled that Bai Ji, Lu Shuling, and the others were still trapped there. If trouble arose, it would be like sheep entering a tiger’s den, turning them into hostages. He hurriedly voiced his concerns to Qian Mubai and the three priestesses. Qian Mubai, however, smiled calmly. Having been there several times, he knew they were temporarily safe and was familiar with the palace’s layout. Even if they went there…

I was gently massaging Lin Miao’s face when the man turned the corner and glanced in our direction.

“Next time?” Ling Xi abruptly shook free the hand that Qi Yu had grasped, snorted, and stormed off.

“There will be more next time…” Yin Chen half-opened his eyes and greeted the man trailing behind the one in the baseball jacket.

Hearing the enchanting melody, Jiang Qianqian retracted her step, tears welling in her eyes.

Before the battle, Ning Yi had specifically instructed the young man that if he could not match his opponent’s strength, preserving himself was paramount.

“Crush him, crush him into mince, leave not even scraps!” The corpse fiend raved wildly, glaring into my eyes, which glowed red with excitement.

Yet in this life, she had someone she cared for and matters she must attend to; she could no longer act so recklessly as in her past life. Ning Xiao was the son of the vice clan leader of the Ning family, and she could not move against him lightly.

Even the formidable Hua Xingyu could only discern that the Dragon Core Pill’s color was impure and its grade too low.

Mu Chen worried that Yan Ruo’s emotions might be unsettled by the grand ceremony and considered taking her out to get some fresh air.

Shen Xuyan embraced Yan Ruo from behind, his gentle voice whispering in her ear, leaving her no reason to refuse.

Subtle divine aura flowed forth as if an ancient artifact had awakened. The void trembled violently, and countless clouds in the sky were scattered by an invisible force.

When Chen Yan completed the final step of the procedure, she fetched the sterilized acne needle. She explained to Sister Wang that she would first use the sharp end of the needle to open the whitehead of the fatty lump, then press the ringed end onto the opened lump to squeeze it out.

Ying Chong glanced once more at the ink armor of Yue Fei, etching the image deeply into his mind before turning his gaze back toward the city gate.

—Near present-day Xianyang City, only the eighty thousand troops of the Right Jinwu Guard remained outside his control, a matter he was concerned about.

Though his subordinates handled these issues, Ying Chong still had to appear daily at the ship’s bow to meet local officials and gentry leaders.

But the scene was growing increasingly chaotic. The thought that a notorious thief might be among them unsettled everyone.

Though familiar, Huai Xiu wondered inwardly: why had no one bothered to inform the guards? They freely entered and exited others’ residences as if they were their own, especially here, in the mansion of the illustrious prime minister Mingzhu.

Taking care of children was such arduous work; it was a kindness that her mother-in-law and Sister Jing helped her, but not helping was their right. Qin Yafu understood this very well.

“Ancestor Mingtu Shen! Also the origin of the main lineage’s ‘Tu’ surname!” Elder Ture, the chief priest, said deeply.

As elite warriors of the Earth Bear clan, including the honor guard representing the clan’s glory, who among them had ever encountered such a god of death?

On the other side of the sacred hall, Ling’er revealed a vast mountainous canyon, large in area and home to more than a dozen different beast demons.

Hua Liansuo had no choice but to comply with them. However, when they unfolded those clothes, she absolutely refused to wear them.

The Emperor Zun of the Yue Kingdom, surname Yue, named Hao, was one of the most powerful sacred spirits on this continent. He presided over the Great Yue Dynasty, a realm only slightly less powerful than other top-tier forces—a true supreme overlord.