Chapter 113: The Illusion

According to Chen Yang’s estimation, it was likely a mutated demon beast influenced by the Four Souls Jade. What exactly it was still required further investigation.

Led by Chen Yang, the group of five walked through the Corpse Demon Cave for over ten minutes but found nothing unusual. How those three guides turned into blood corpses remained a mystery.

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Qin Yuan let out a cold laugh as he recalled how Chen Bin had told him that his poison was caused by Dongfang Chen’s sabotage. Although she cared little for others’ opinions, she couldn’t pretend not to see so many eyes watching her. In recent times, more had happened in Qianning City than in the past six months combined, yet his gains were satisfying. She believed they had passed the hardest days and that nothing could tear them apart again.

Zhu Bailong cast envious and resentful glances between Yun Qianfeng and Victoria. “Who told you to enter the room without permission just now?” His tone was composed yet carried a chilling edge that sent shivers down one’s spine. Qi Ming’s eyes flickered; seeing Hui Yi’s wronged expression, he was momentarily stunned before the hostility in his gaze gradually faded.

Ning Xin delivered a third bucket of instant noodles to the private room. The three inside must have restarted their game, headphones on, eyes fixed firmly on their computer screens as their keyboards clicked rapidly. Qin Yuan was confused by the scene before him. He had come to investigate the killer, only to be falsely accused of being the murderer himself.

Upon hearing his words, many guessed that the heavy pressure felt earlier had come from him. Xu Haoran and the others were not particularly surprised. Moreover, the dark energy transmitted through the dagger meant that even a typical expert, if struck, could not emerge unscathed.

Shiranui Genma carefully examined Hanyou Wan, noting that despite his youth, his physique was remarkably robust, surpassing most peers. A Japanese soldier carried a bag in one hand and had a messenger’s satchel slung over his shoulder.

After all, the Soul Severing Abyss was rife with foreign powers, but true strong figures were few. Besides, those at the Profound Origin Realm had to register with the Alchemist Association and submit to its jurisdiction.

One of the Yaksha, who had just grabbed Purple Robe’s shoulder, was suddenly pierced through the wrist bone by a sword aura shot from an oblique angle, rendering him immobile instantly.

“Indeed, the common folk hide dragons and crouch tigers,” Mi Yangyang remarked, watching the Sword Immortal pursue three opponents, victory already in sight.

On the battlefield, apart from the buzzing of flower-machine guns, the cries of the enemy, and the neighing of warhorses, no other sound could be heard.

Lin Ge shouted loudly as fiery primal energy surged from his massive fist. A scorching aura instantly radiated outward for a hundred yards, like a blazing furnace causing the grass and trees to wither and the mist in the void to steam. Even the rushing palm wind momentarily faltered.

Nowadays, it was common for ordinary Anti-Japanese League soldiers to carry two or three rifles — naturally because guns could be used long-term but bullets were consumables.

The Dragon Mercenary Team Leader stepped onto the stage with the shimmering sword light, accompanied by the Dragon Mercenary Corps. The Mulu Mercenary Group from Zilan Kingdom also slowly ascended. Their captain’s name was Mu.

The two nodded and immediately activated their teleportation technique. Becoming the Overlord of the Yin-Yang Star Realm, Wu Fan’s teleportation was no mere thousand miles; a single teleport could span billions of miles. Xiaoyaozi had long roamed beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, so teleporting billions of miles was no problem.

Beibei remained adorably cute. However, Luo Yi, familiar with Beibei’s scheming nature, knew that this girl was about to begin gathering information.

With both hands resting on the edge of the box, time seemed to pause briefly. A hint of nostalgia flickered in Zhou Bai’s eyes. His heavy breathing gradually eased as if burdened by something. Finally, half-kneeling, Zhou Bai straightened his back slightly and reached out his hand.