Chapter 73: Blood Battle!

The Catatonia Plain.

For the first time, Deng Ken saw a true army of a thousand chariots and ten thousand horses; the Empire’s fully armored cavalry he commanded stood behind the Visigothic Kingdom’s cavalry, positioned on the right flank, waiting for the right moment to enter the battle. From his vantage point, he could not see the battlefield’s end, and could only gauge the tide of battle through the strategic map from a god’s-eye view.

The Huns’ numbers were still unclear, but estimated at over one hundred thousand, with their main cavalry and nomadic forces totaling five

“How come? Zuo Yan just danced so well—he learned it the moment she showed him.” Chu Yixin said confidently, clearly rooting for Xu Zuoyan.

“Click.” At that moment, the stone platform suddenly rose a bit, revealing beneath it a seven-sided pillar identical to Fatty’s jade pendant.

“What’s happening?” A powerful martial cultivator soared into the sky, only to find lightning flashing, thunder roaring, gales slicing like knives, and the laws of heaven and earth boiling over.

Cai Guowei clearly recognized Xu Zuoyan too; he blinked in surprise, instinctively glanced around, saw no one nearby, and immediately wore a sly grin.

“Thanks a lot then,” Xu Zuoyan said with a smile. Don’t think he was genuinely grateful to Ye Kaicheng—he was secretly chuckling.

“Mo Qi Fo, six senses pure, wrath surging to transform into a Vajra! The Fo is abbot of the Arhat Hall—fighting isn’t against the precepts!” After gritting his teeth, Monk Kongjing sprinted after Hao Yun. Before he took two steps, he heard a loud “clang” as he slammed into a solid energy barrier.

The meal vanished like a whirlwind—everyone at the table except Hao’s mother was a martial cultivator, and chopsticks left only blurs across the table. Had Hao Yun not used his superhuman speed to keep refilling his mother’s bowl, she would have eaten nothing.

“Stop. Publican Gongsun ordered no one allowed to visit.” Ma Kang was blocked by two guards.

One does not strike a face; Xia Yu returned the bow with a gesture, though he wasn’t certain Yuan Yi would survive him afterward.

“Get out of my way. Let me think.” He glared at the two, then strained to recall what had happened after last night.

Though still at a disadvantage, he could now fight head-on. Reaching this point meant that with just a slight further improvement, he could defeat the guardian of the fourth level—meaning Lu Xuan was very close to clearing it.

“No need—I’ll go up myself,” Gu Li declined politely, then led Ma Xiaoyao onto the elevator to the third floor, where she opened the door to Room 306.

“Shhh!” Shi Qingtian’s face darkened instantly; his grip tightened around Ma Xiaoyao’s throat, and Ma Xiaoyao’s eyes rolled back.

The test result was feasible. Under simulated sixth-dimensional rules, the Godzilla bio-weapon seemed to thrive even better.

After listening to Chanmao’s analysis, Xixi was stunned into silence. Her strength hovered around Platinum-Diamond tier, so she couldn’t fully grasp highly advanced technical concepts—this was also a common flaw among new commentators; as they gained more experience, their analytical ability naturally improved.

In truth, the concept of time in the Sacred Domain differed slightly from its existence on other planets.

Though Wei Young Master appeared lazy, he still went to the valley entrance.

Shortly after Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang left, a large group of police arrived, arresting all the injured playboys and hauling them away, towing away all the sports cars, then beginning to clear traffic; under police direction, all vehicles departed the scene in orderly fashion.

The aerial punch force struck the “Flaming Flying Skull” without mercy; with a sharp “crack,” the skull exploded into fragments.