Volume 1, Chapter 52: Received from Heaven, may you live forever and prosper!

He slapped the wooden door hard, but received no response. Thick curtains hung over all the windows, so Tang Yun could only peer through the gap in the door, yet the old wooden door was remarkably solid, leaving him unable to see a thing. He tilted his head to listen, and sure enough, faint shuffling footsteps came from inside the room.

"Even if that makes someone inexplicably powerful!" With that, Xue Hao stood up, walked over to the window, and gazed into the distance.

However, Ye Nan, the person at the center of it all, paid no attention to the matter—or rather, he simply had no spare time to care about it.

The next moment, my vision plunged back into pitch blackness. When I opened my eyes once more, a dense forest of magnificent and ornate architecture filled my field of view.

Even purely in terms of Tang Yun's "obsessive-compulsive disorder," such a chaotic and messy environment was completely unbearable! Looking at the tattered military boots scattered all over the floor, the empty compressed protein bar wrappers littered across the desk, and catching the distinct "manly odor" unique to a dormitory, Tang Yun felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

"It's possible. With such a pseudo-Nascent Soul master suppressing the situation, the Yan family can rest easy for at least some time to come," Lingyun nodded.

The ability user's expression shifted slightly. As he waved his hands in succession, massive rock barriers rose rapidly from the ground one after another, each barrier emanating a formidable aura.

The clones of Kuang San, still lingering in the shadows, let out shrill cries one by one before vanishing entirely along with the shadows.

"Where is this place?" I felt somewhat uncertain. I felt as though these people were not real, yet they were so vivid—every glance, every movement was brimming with such life that it was hard to associate them with mere mannequins.

Unless there was a spell capable of teleporting away all the breathing-soil rock within this hundreds-of-miles airspace. But even if such a spell existed, the consumed magical power would likely be astronomical, something even all the people present combined could never achieve.

Blake exchanged a glance with Ray, who had remained silent all along: Lanor must have said something when he kept B lanolis alone yesterday.

Two ports hidden in such a mysterious place must be extraordinary. It seems this is our ultimate target; your immensely powerful flame should be able to breach this core basement, right?

Hearing this, a sharp gleam flashed in Gu Luo's eyes. "Just as I thought." However, he did not reveal anything, lest he arouse the other party's suspicion and ruin the element of surprise during their upcoming clash.

However, he noticed a soft, gentle halo emanating from around Moya. The male ghost seemed extremely wary of it, lingering only at a distance and daring not advance any further.

Dugu Shuqin put away the black umbrella in her hand, glanced around the bridge, and questioned the man in the black suit beside her.

Mulong hurried over to the ship's helm, looking out at the boundless sea where the howling winds and torrential rain made it impossible to determine any direction, feeling a chill run deep through his heart.

To his pleasant surprise, the invisible barrier that had blocked him from moving forward clearly displayed numerous cracks beneath his X-ray vision.

Sun Yingxiong's voice remained utterly calm and detached as he spoke, causing the expressions of most members of the Martial Arts Squad to shift slightly.

"Hey, I've noticed something. Military exercises were never announced in advance before, so why are they telling us today?" Xiao Wei, who always loved to discover "major" issues, said loudly.

"Comrade police officer, please listen to me. Things are not the way you think," Xia Chungen explained hurriedly.

"Both of you must remember what I just said, so that walking this path later will be a bit easier." I didn't mean to show off, nor did I wish to force the Dao I comprehended onto them; I simply wanted to make the journey ahead easier for them, because once I comprehended the Dao of slaughter, that intense killing intent had dissipated.

"Stop beating around the bush. If you have something to say, spit it out," Grand Princess Jing'an said straightforwardly.

Seeing his gaze, my anxiously suspended heart suddenly settled, and my spine involuntarily straightened.

Tian Tian was arranged by Song Qianxiu to live here, wasn't she? Living right across the hall—was it so Tian Tian could help take care of me? Why does he always do so much behind my back without a word? When all is said and done, Old Qin tripping me up wasn't his fault; he shouldn't keep dwelling on that hurdle.

"Aunt Ji, who did you learn your martial arts from?" Ai Qiaogao asked in pleasant surprise. She was astonished to learn only now that Aunt Ji was truly formidable, yet thrilled that with Aunt Ji's martial prowess, their chances of escaping were all the greater.

The Empress's face was ashen, her eyes wide open and tinged with a terrifying, deathly pallor.

He was a slovenly-looking man of about forty. Despite his less-than-stellar facial features, his height was undeniably striking! He stood around 1.8 meters tall.

The Fourth Prince led Ai Qiaogao into the imperial lodge, followed by four eunuchs carrying the ingredients and ice chests needed for her cooking.

At that very moment, a clerk from the Yicao Hall walked in through the outer door, carrying a large package of medicine along with an earthen pot for decocting it.

The Prefect of Le'an stated that there had originally been a development plan for this place, which had been delayed due to the treasure map.

The large black wolf glared in irritation, but considering that the fatty frequently bought underpants for it, it held back its temper and shifted its target, intending to go lecture Ma Tiao behind them.

"But if you do this, it will throw Huaxia into complete chaos!" Xiaomo Canxue cried tears of anxiety, and finally had no choice but to embrace Li Qing, stroking his head and kissing his lips.

He simply couldn't understand how, given Du Yiyi's reputation, appearance, and temper, she could manage to captivate his son so stubbornly.

Along the way, gongs and drums thundered and firecrackers resounded. The area outside the Bian residence was exceptionally noisy and bustling; because the main groom himself had fallen ill, Gu Jiaqi was carried into the Bian residence by Cheng Zhao. In an instant, all sound within the mansion vanished into an eerie silence.

For the brilliant and peerless Prince Qing, finding the Suoya Hot Spring hidden at the foot of the snow-capped mountains was no difficult task; within just half an hour, they spotted the drifting mists.

Zhang Jing had been spending his days recently drinking and making merry with good friends, idle to the extreme. Ning致远 made this remark simply to lead into the next topic.

Ordinarily, he could have chosen to turn away and avoid entangling himself with Huike. However, apart from his short-range spatial teleportation skill "Sword Remains Where Life Remains," he only had his clumsy "Cloud-Chasing Eight Steps" at his disposal. Given Huike's speed in riding the blood cloud, he would be overtaken in the blink of an eye, making escape entirely impossible.