Volume 1, Chapter 26: I Shall Execute This Wretch Myself!

Irene was also delighted. In Damon, an exceptional man was expected not only to be a skilled hunter but also to be able to sing. Now, this suddenly appeared foreign man had mastered both; she truly wished he was the tribal king foretold in the Damon prophecy, as spoken of by the sorcerer and her father.

Moli was momentarily stunned, a faint blush rising on her delicate face. She shook her head helplessly, then bent down, bringing her face close, her smooth cheek glowing with a sacred light under the afterglow.

Hearing the conversation between Shou and Huangtu before them, the wooden-leaf ninja on the battlefield instantly changed their expressions.

Seconds later, the light of the Brahma Mirror dimmed increasingly, clearly the divine power was nearly exhausted, leaving only a faint glimmer.

What about Qihuang? Upon hearing Zhao Yun’s roar, his spirit was deeply shaken, his face turning pale. Yet, Qihuang did not give up; he continued casting spells, the golden light still radiating. Those soldiers who had been dizzy began to recover slowly under the golden illumination.

Because it was daytime, the tavern had few patrons and fewer troubles. Otherwise, with Wangyou’s beauty, it would have been a miracle if no trouble arose there.

The costume-changing mechanism was very troublesome, and suitable replacements for the armor plates were rare. Yet, Lier had profoundly experienced the advantages of the Gray Swallow in the cramped underground, rightly called the king of caves.

Qin Fei chuckled; Tang Lei was surprisingly sincere, willing to join him in robbery, and even seemed quite pleased about it.

These seventeen burly men were all desperados from society, each with blood on their hands, having aided Zhang Mazi in countless heinous deeds.

Unfortunately, Xue Qingyi seemed to possess some strong defensive means and suffered no harm. Still, in the confrontation, Wu Yong finally gained the upper hand.

Everyone in the great hall exchanged glances; it seemed quite possible. Just seeing Bai Xuejie step forward and snatch the poisoned wine from Jian Nanchun’s hand was enough to suggest that Bai Xuejie might indeed have come for Jian Nanchun.

“It’s not luck; it’s because of the corpse aura on you! I don’t know how you did it, but I sensed the scent of the Yellow Corpse Zombie on you. It’s as if you refined the Yellow Corpse Zombie into a spirit beast and then used spirit beast possession. Am I right?” Wuwang’s purple eyes stared intently at Wu Yong.

At that moment, a strange scene unfolded: the blood moon hung high, brilliantly red. Then several streaks of red and blue light descended from the sky.

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Those blade energies capable of killing three and a half semi-innate cultivators melted away like butter on a hot pan upon approaching the ink-colored aura.

“Tama must die!” From the moment Black Impermanence finished speaking, he suddenly roared fiercely, causing me to shudder all over.

“This time, what are they trying to do under the guise of the Flower Festival again?” Meng Jingwen didn’t believe Sima Chang’an truly cared about the festival.

“For honor!” Over a hundred Round Table knights shouted as they charged toward the enemy. It looked like a small boat heading into a vast ocean.

“Husband, with hundreds of thousands of cultivators taking the test, how many will the Imperial Academy accept at once?” Yang Qian asked.

Meanwhile, Han Ye’s silver armor gleamed brilliantly, blocking the bloody lightning strike of the Ten Thousand Spirits War Chariot.

Wang Qian found it strange that those at the gate hadn’t come to find him. Still, he didn’t dwell on it; as long as they didn’t provoke him, fine—but if they did, they shouldn’t blame him for being unkind.

Feng Laiyi was far too naive. If it were truly so easy to break free, the ambitious heads of the Feng family centuries ago would have escaped. Would they still be controlled now?

Thus, after Feng Linglong’s patient explanation, Xue Zhu finally understood what her mother meant.

The old master nodded, seemingly recalling past events and seeing his wife Feng’s shy expression. A flicker of nostalgia passed through his eyes.

Li Shi gave a half-smile: “You’re all with Wang Guofu, a gang, surely you know that, right?” As he spoke, his expression turned fierce once more.

Yet, a world without him was imperfect, incomplete, even unbearable for her.

“Cough, cough... City Lord, it’s good you’re back. This time, Qing Huan failed to defend the city properly; please punish her.” Qing Huan was about to stand, but Gu Wang Qian helped her up in time.

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Sure enough, just two days later, the Li family received an invitation from the Crown Prince’s Eastern Palace, requesting her attendance at a banquet.

Thinking of the Scarlet Blood Lotus in the forbidden zone possibly falling into Zhu Yan’s hands, Helian Xuanyu’s heart tightened sharply.

Though it was a curse, Ye Chuxue’s voice at that moment lacked any menace, carrying instead a softness, almost like a coquettish plea, making Nangong Zhao feel utterly at ease.

However, the beauty lasted scarcely a second before the White Light Angel’s face twisted in rage, mouth snapping open violently, scattering light.

If he weren’t Nangong Hao’s son, Ye Chuxue might not have harbored such hostility toward him—perhaps they could have even become friends.

Thus, professional players rely on strength and attributes; if these decline, their livelihood is naturally affected. This explains why the remaining top Iron Blood experts retreated.

After handling matters in Xuanjian City, I went to Xuanhuang City to inquire about the situation with Zhuo Yunfei’s troops. After all, Zhuo Yunfei had done me a great favor today by mobilizing a million soldiers to support our new ally. It was only proper to pay my respects.

Looking around, I was stunned. Zi Yan had assigned 50 herbal apprentices who were equally fierce. They had occupied most of the medicinal fields and busied themselves energetically.

Yet, Marquis Xier frowned deeply, perhaps because Emperor Apollo Di wanted to reclaim Stone City? Seeing countless residents rushing to the city lord’s mansion, he hurried along as well.

Just as Niu Jinda was about to leave the city walls, shouts of battle suddenly rang out from the south. He stopped in his tracks and looked over to see a cavalryman clad in black armor charging swiftly toward the rear of the Tibet army formation.

Upon entering the Taiji Palace, one by one, palace lanterns were lit, illuminating every corner of the palace.