Chapter 24

A few drops of fresh blood splattered onto Abbess Dingyi’s face. Enraged by the sight, she let out a sharp cry of "Give me your life!" and drifted forward. Her horsetail whisk rose, sweeping down toward Dongfang Hongri like a violent gale.

This time, Mo Langyue caught the tail of the whip in his hand, but in an instant, he raised it and lashed it out with immense force. The whip struck with such power that it flew out of his grip and embedded itself into the snow by the side of the road. Seizing the opportunity, he pulled Zhu Yingying onto his horse, and they whipped the mount and fled.

After much difficulty, the trio found an inn that was still open. Exhausted from their journey, they went inside and immediately ordered a table full of food.

Just as Qin Tian rescued Jiang Xuan’s father—his own master—Jiang Xuan, who had suffered severe injuries while attempting the rescue herself, happened to encounter another man. Perhaps it was fate, perhaps the sincerity of shared hardship, or perhaps it was just to tease Qin Tian.

In an instant, countless eyes converged on him, staring intently, tracking his every move.

In the image, the room was vast, spanning over a hundred square meters. It was devoid of furniture, save for several stone pillars as tall as a man standing throughout the space. The pillars were carved with various mythical beasts and demons of all shapes and sizes, complemented by intricate patterns.

Guo Jia spat on the ground, cursed under his breath, and said, "No wonder the eyes of these clay figurines were painted with cinnabar; so that’s what they were up to."

"Haha, Yingjun, you’ve had quite a harvest this time; you actually found a treasure," said Song Niucha.

Huo Xiao felt helpless. Dragging his weary feet, he steeled himself to feed moves to Bai Wuling. Though he was a wild horse at heart, Bai Wuling held the reins tight, and there was nothing he could do.

On the other side, watching Black Wolf and his men leave, Yingjun said to Lin Ruoxi and Baldy Qiang, "Wait for me here; I’m going to take a leak and will be right back." Without waiting for their response, he disappeared into the nearby woods.

The Imperial Guards all remained deathly silent, knowing full well that their commander was fiercely protective of his own.

When a mage faces a rogue, it is not always true that all rogues are glass cannons; a highly skilled mage can easily finish off a rogue in a single strike.

At that time, Zhu Di’s army was riding high, having plundered cities like Linqing and Daming. Hearing that the imperial troops had gathered outside Dongchang, he led his forces to attack. For a hundred miles around Dongchang Prefecture, banners covered the fields and the sound of drums and horns shook the earth. Another brutal battle between the Yan and Southern armies was imminent.

Centuries ago, people surely could not have imagined that, by relying on such a thing, an ordinary person could stand toe-to-toe with a mage.

Accustomed to tossing everything into his spatial storage, he frowned at the three large shopping bags. It wasn’t that he couldn’t carry them, but dragging all this stuff to a restaurant would be such a hassle.

It was precisely because their foundation was so solid that Bei Xi and the others had no way to topple Sacred Heaven. After all, Sacred Heaven was currently guarded by the God of War, Shi Shang, on the left and supported by the Rabbit Tribe on the right.

"Fellow Daoists, farewell!" Upon hearing this, Xue Qingfeng bowed to the group and immediately led Ouyang Jian toward the Path of Heaven.

Of the three items, anyone would choose the Emperor’s Bone. The other two were a spiritual artifact and a cultivation manual, neither of which compared directly to the Emperor’s Bone.

Luo Cheng was taken by great surprise, followed by a surge of joy. However, Liu Ting was still giving him the cold shoulder, and Sikong Luo, following behind, wore a complicated expression, looking as if he had words he couldn't bring himself to say.

The key was that she was not like others; she was the sort of person who drifted about, her movements impossible to track.

Feng Xie hadn't refuted it, had he? If so, the notion that it was "a pity to discard, yet tasteless to keep" no longer held any weight.

Nanny Gong, who had been blasted out of the room by Li Hongyuan from the very start, stood guard dutifully. Gazing at the pitch-black night sky, she felt an infinite sense of melancholy. The Prince was clearly using this as an excuse to stir up trouble, and the girl was foolish enough to walk right into his trap. Now that she was firmly in his grasp, there was no telling how he would torment her in the future.

Her eyes flickered, and her hand, which had been pressing against the doorframe, slowly relaxed. "Fine," she said. "I will let you in. If you cannot wake him, or if you have any other intentions, I will make you vanish into smoke and dust instantly." She had just tested this peculiar person.

Generally speaking, when a martial artist first awakens the spiritual power within their body, their potential is already determined by their innate talent.

"It’s just a pity that she..." He didn’t finish the sentence, for Jiang Zirui suddenly realized he had said far too much.

The middle-aged man did not hesitate to control his heavenly spirit, wielding a halberd wreathed in raging flames as he attacked Yun Xi.

Having realized this, Bi Wuzong immediately tried to withdraw his blade and retreat, but it was already too late. Although Xian Jingyue had been struck in the left shoulder and his left arm had let go of the half-broken long blade held above his head, his right hand still gripped the blade tightly. Finally, he brought the strike down.

Wen Qingcheng knew that Sun Qi must have been regretting his inability to protect his only sister. At the thought, the corners of Wen Qingcheng’s mouth curled slightly upward.

The men who knew Shen Bingrao’s temperament had become clever; each of them buried their thoughts deep within, moving from an era of open competition to one of subtle maneuvering. They all acted with invisible consideration, thinking of what she thought and worrying about what she worried about.

Seeing that Mu Xiaoxiao had finished eating, the elves immediately handed her more fruit. Mu Xiaoxiao ate over twenty, yet still felt no satiety.

Immediately after, Tao Fuyu, as if afraid Zhang Xiaofeng would go back on his word, hurriedly turned and prepared to charge into the camp of the Holy See, which was currently attacking the Dark Headquarters.

"I just don't like him, so what?" Qin Ling shrugged lazily and stared at the Beast God with a provocative gaze, nearly causing the Beast God to fly into a rage.

Huo Fen had been excitedly talking to himself; he hadn't expected that when he looked up, he would be met with so many twisted faces. For a moment, he thought his words had offended them and they were about to attack him, and his face turned pale.

"It is bulky. The naked configuration without the mechanical armor will affect your mobility and increase the load on your body. Therefore, the gravity field must be coordinated," Raven said with some worry, though she trusted He Hao’s individual combat ability and believed he could handle it.

After answering Chang Xi, the Cult Master looked at Ah Bao in his hands and, having finished speaking, tossed Ah Bao’s primordial spirit right in front of Chang Xi.

In the blink of an eye, the roaring sounds became earth-shattering. The rolling night sky churned violently amidst their fierce battle, a truly shocking sight.