59 Departure

"Can such a thing, a half-baked thing like this, truly be called by that name?" Chewu Infinite replied.

As soon as the cold air retreated, Lin Yin knew he could go over. Although his heart was surging with excitement, he still did not rush.

The sudden voice startled Nangong Chen and Chu Mo, who raised their eyes to look. When they saw the figure stepping out from the darkness, they were too shocked to speak.

Just as the car came to a complete stop, everyone felt a sense of dazzling wonder, for an entire city had appeared out of thin air before their eyes—an underground city, at that.

As soon as he finished speaking, I subconsciously looked in the direction of Lin You and the others, only to find that their altitude had not risen; they were still at the original height. This was not good.

Hu Liancai had originally intended to stay completely sober, but due to his foul mood, he had drunk enough to become somewhat intoxicated. Li Si took the initiative to butter him up, and together with Hu Wanqing, they helped Village Chief Hu walk home.

After all, apart from the deities of this world, Angel did not see any traces of the existence of any gods whatsoever.

With the various scattered quarters within the Prince's Mansion, daily operations were generally managed by the housekeeper. Prince Yi never intervened and only needed to grasp the general situation.

The surrounding environment was bitterly cold, carrying an unsettling aura that made Aaliya afraid to wander around blindly at all times.

Medical personnel wearing combat uniforms rushed out directly carrying thermal weapons, unleashing a fierce barrage of gunfire upon the enemy.

Inside the storage space of a deceased Black Spirit Sect member, two thousand corpses were discovered, all of them living dead—a sight that chilled one to the bone.

Yet ascending to the heavens would likely prove extremely difficult. After all, if one could travel back and forth freely, that mysterious individual would have descended upon the Heavenly Spirit Continent long ago. Therefore, nine times out of ten, this must be the Battlefield of a Hundred Battles.

Su Yunyan paused inwardly as she saw the carriage window curtain lifted, revealing Lu Zhizheng's handsome face.

Pondering thoughtfully, she opened Lu Tian's Weibo page, but the page refused to load after a long while, plunging her into a brief silence.

Several burly men roared, then raised their broadswords and, with righteous indignation and fearless expressions, charged toward the members of the Tiger Hall.

And that deceased disciple of the former Immortal Spirit Sect had lost his spiritual roots and could no longer channel spiritual power. Even though some residual strength remained in his body, it would fade over time and proved entirely useless for cultivation, which was why blood had pooled all over the ground.

Far away in the Imperial City, Yu Huaishan, lying in bed with his entire body festering, suddenly sneezed heavily, filled with mounting irritation.

Su Yunbai dropped her off at the entrance of the fabric shop, merely instructing her to return to the mansion early and not to linger outside.

The people who had already died thought this way, and so did the few remaining villagers running desperately on pure instinct.

At that moment, Bauer wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth and spoke indifferently. Beside him, Jason nodded and continued to speak.

Stepping out of the guest room specially prepared for him, he steadied himself against the stair banister and slowly descended. If not for the attendant who frequently saw him and recognized him, he might well have been cast out of this luxurious inn as some lowly barbarian.

Malenius stared blankly at Lucius. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, but in the end, he said nothing, nodded heavily, and carried Eudoria away.

At this moment, Yang Tian's furious roar echoed once more in everyone's hearts. With rapid breathing, they formed a frantic protective barrier around him.

"Your Highness, I had already stated back then that my mother had arranged a betrothal for me. Would the Emperor still issue a decree for a marriage alliance? Wouldn't that make me a man who breaks his word?" Fang Yixie said hastily.

What was she thinking? What had the Prince of Huainan's Heir said to her? Was he going to take her away? But if that were the case, why was she still here?

"Now you're suddenly worried about your position!" Such a blunt remark slipping from the lips of Lucius caused Theodosius II to snap his mouth shut abruptly. He widened his eyes and strained his ears, as if he had misheard.

The sun set, night slowly descended, and the twilight vanished. Little by little, a few scattered stars began to twinkle in the sky, while the moon slowly rose from the west.

That day, when he saw An Ruchu leave, he used a master key to open the door, intending to slip inside and steal something. Who would have guessed he would be discovered by Momo? Fearing capture at the time, he resorted to ruthless violence.

Among the auctioned magical treasures, even the worst possessed special attributes as supreme-grade items. An ordinary spiritual treasure flying sword cost around seventy to eighty thousand grade-one spirit stones and wasn't exceptionally expensive, but a warship of pseudo-spiritual-treasure grade could fetch a million spirit stones, which was somewhat baffling.

Presently, large numbers of government troops from Shandong, Shanxi, Henan, Huguang, Southern Zhili, and other regions had been deployed to the Shaanxi and Huguang areas to suppress bandits.

In this era, there were simply too many bandits within Henan, and the authorities often turned a blind eye, letting them be—as long as they didn't cause too big a commotion or raise the banner of rebellion.

Hong Jinlong inside the car was the first to spot the red laser beam on Li Yang's body. With his adrenaline seemingly activated in an instant, Hong Jinlong lunged forward at a speed completely disproportionate to his massive build, roaring out.

Because anyone who attempted to harness the origin of the world for their own use was, without exception, assimilated by the world's origin itself.

Therefore, such struggles on their part seemed utterly laughable to the descendants and invaders.

If they were inside the Universe Hall and there were no outsiders present, Jiang Chen would certainly have given Xiaonuo a few swats on her backside.

"Follow me." Zhou Lei used immortal spells to immobilize the snow-wolf ox and cast another spell to reattach half of its body. Although doing so could not restore the snow-wolf ox to its original state, it could at least stop the creature from bleeding profusely.

Knowing that this middle-aged Daoist priest possessed profound cultivation, Zhou Lei and Daoist Lifeng did not dare to be negligent and respectfully handed over their jade plaques.

Regardless of whether Jiang Moliang deserved to die, that was a matter internal to the Jiang family. For Jiang Chen to forcibly interfere would violate the fourth blood oath: Never to interfere with or obstruct the choices and actions of the Jiang family for any reason other than cultivation.

With a gentle pat, that garment also turned to ash and scattered in the wind, exposing Ji Muyun's robust chest.

Thus, a yawning Jia Qianqian appeared at the breakfast table with a darkened face, drowsy eyes, and an expression of extreme displeasure.

An indescribable wave of tenderness welled up in Jia Qianqian's heart. Beneath that icy exterior of Long Xiao, how much hidden softness still remained?

Catching the foul stench emanating from the medicinal vial, Linglong hurriedly poured the contents into another vial, sealed it tightly again, and ran to the side to gasp heavily for air.

Yin Mei escorted Yang Fei'er all the way to the carriage, watching with lingering attachment as the vehicle receded into the distance. In her mind, Yang Fei'er was like a brave warrior, involuntarily reminding her of Jing Ke.