Chapter 244: Cloud‑Top Heavenly Palace

Inside the dark, profound underground space, walking along the long stone passageway, the air was filled with a gloomy oppression, making one feel uncomfortable all over.

Fortunately, Su Qing and the others had come all this way, having passed three or four ancient tombs, seen every conceivable situation, and their hearts had already been tempered; they merely glanced at the exaggerated burial pits on either side, then carefully proceeded inward with their flashlights.

The further they went, the more humid the air became, with a faint sound of flowing water drifting ahead, indicating that what lay ahead was probably...

Now, whenever she saw Zhang Kuo, she flared with anger; if no one else were present, she would certainly slap him across the face right away.

Situ Kong, helpless, could only send people to watch the Fu Manor day and night, ordering that as soon as Pei Zheng left the manor they should return immediately to report; he had to find Pei Zheng and ask whether he had ever seen Yang Tianlang.

Hearing those sounds around him, the man in the suit broke out in a cold sweat; he also felt that his own shouting had been a bit excessive—now it wasn't just a matter of losing money, but even concerned the casino's reputation; if the gamblers all walked out, the loss wouldn't be as simple as forty million.

Instantly, severed limbs flew everywhere; scalding blood spurted from the wounds on these people's shoulders, mingling in the air before pouring down like rain on their faces and bodies, finally crashing to the ground to form a sheet of chilling blood as a defense.

Liang Ye's gaze swept over the computer screen; only a progress bar was shown, already at the end, with a "100%" displayed on the right side.

The evacuation team's position was only a few kilometers from the border; the trouble was the rugged mountain roads, and moreover many of the villagers were injured or had limited mobility, making their movement very slow.

An Yichen sucked in a breath from the pain; since his costume wasn't there, the heavy robes had been taken off, leaving him in just a long‑sleeved T‑shirt that covered the wound on his arm, and this bit of coffee wasn't wasted either—it was all splashed onto his wound and his back.

"Then is it all right if I bully you?" Xuan Yan said with a light smile, her hands restless as they rubbed up and down Leng Qingxuan's waist.

"What the hell?" Lei Yu, eyes narrowed through the sniper rifle, stared wide‑eyed, hardly able to believe what was happening before him.

Qin Yu had been thinking about that problem all the way; even after arriving at Ji Chen's residence she still couldn't snap out of it.

Even today he would have no regrets; if he chose again he might still do the same, not only for himself but also so the Liu Clan could advance further, even cultivate an emperor—this goal would never change.

Cai Xueyao came before Lu Yang, clearly aware that the only one who could now help the Cai Clan was the Lu Yang standing before her.

To an outsider it looked unremarkable—just a slight shake of the wrist, not much force, the motion not very fierce.

Jun Nan's eyes shot out brilliant light; he stared at Wu Yong as if looking at a monster, still finding it hard to believe.

And another of the alien scorpion‑people, seeing that its comrade on the ground had lost all signs of life, and the venom it had spat out now hissing "sizzle‑sizzle" on its body, could no longer restrain itself, roaring as it charged forward.

Turning her head to see that the Golden Tiger was still cultivating, she rose and went outside alone, facing a giant tree that two people could barely encircle, and threw a punch; the tree creaked, split halfway, the other half not yet fallen but swaying on the verge of collapse.

After the playback ended, everything was clear: Wang Shengjun had used private punishment to humiliate the students, while Li Daochong had not taken the initiative to kill, merely acting in self‑defense.

These days, the news that Tian Dao Dao was recuperating in the tent spread to the Altay Camp, and the people there often came to visit Dao Dao and listen to him talk about stories beyond the Ailin Forest.

He, the esteemed Vice Leader of the Horse Gang, how could he have suffered such humiliation? Forced to kneel on the ground and apologize, Meng Qi could not swallow this indignation in his heart.