Chapter 1136: The Heavens Are Already Dead

After "destroying the corpse and erasing all traces," Mo Hua was still a little shaken.

"Just now, that was… what kind of karmic bond? Why would Mr. Wu be dragging these things behind him?"

"What exactly is his identity…"

Mo Hua frowned.

In his mind, he recalled the scene he had foreseen during the divination just now, his thoughts turning.

"A dragon-bone chain, tethering a massive fireball like a blazing sun, hanging in the sky…"

To take on this mission, the prerequisite was having a warship of no low grade—otherwise, with what would one fight a pirate fleet?

"Fine! Go back and prepare well. The day after tomorrow, I'll send people to arrange for you to go to City R. Also, my subordinates in City R will handle some handover for you." At this moment, Su Yaojian's attitude toward Wang Wei had indeed softened a bit.

People never give up until they see the Yellow River for themselves; without having tried, they will always be unwilling. Presumably Old Man Shipi had thought of this too, which was why he said so.

"Father God… you… why?" Luoken felt the Titan's divine power completely suppressing him. Now, aside from being in no mortal danger, he had also lost all his strength and could not break free from the long spear that had pierced him.

A highly condensed god-tier Void Arrow whistled out. The Lich King had no time to dodge at all—his left arm was pierced clean through by the Void Arrow, which then formed a pitch-black Void Fire Wall further ahead.

Qin Hu helped Qin Yong to his feet, his face iron-blue as he watched the Skyfire Hunting Group celebrating happily on their side, deeply displeased.

"Hey, Qingfeng, what are you thinking about?" Lin Peng and the others saw Qingfeng sitting on a chair in a daze and asked.

The cafeteria's dining seats were long benches. Qiao Yan instinctively shifted to the side, putting some distance between herself and Lv Bin.

After great difficulty, I ran back beneath the Dragon Blood Tree. Around the Dragon Blood Tree was a powerful Clear Qi Formation, but at this moment I could clearly see black Yin Qi constantly crashing against the Clear Qi Formation.

Only he did not know that after he left, a wisp of pink mist appeared at the spot where he had vanished. A curvaceous, delicate figure flickered in and out of view within the mist. Shortly after, a soft sigh rang out, and the mist scattered with the wind.

Faqiu Zhi's face was full of shock. This was the first time I had seen that expression on him since we met. I saw Wu Sanniang in the distance also staring fixedly at Faqiu Zhi's expression.

"Mengmeng, you don't know—the treasure is truly beyond belief!" Xie An's expression gradually sank into reminiscence.

Feeling my eyes had mostly adjusted, I began slowly raising my head, wanting to see what could have scared Jiazi Leg into looking like such a coward. A gust of Yin wind swept past my back, and right behind where Zhang Sigui had originally been, a huge blood-drenched face appeared.

A Dao Protector should be Heaven-grade, right? Even an old monster among Heaven-grade—how could one appear in the Mortal Domain too?

"Verifying this isn't hard. You just need to pick a ranged weapon you like best and feel most attuned to." Xiang Yu said.

Wei Jie's guess was verified the very next moment—a voice came from inside the room, Xie Zhongling's, carrying surprise mixed with a hint of displeasure.

After all, within this Wolf Sky Mercenary Corps, aside from the Corps Commander, the Left and Right Protectors held the highest status and possessed the greatest strength. However, the Corps Commander had gone out some days ago. With the Corps Commander absent, naturally all matters were decided by the Left and Right Protectors.

"These lights are eyes? How could that be?" I still didn't go turn on the lights, but at this point I should listen to Zhu Sha even more, because her perception is far greater than mine.

"Understood. Please rest assured, Young Master. We will absolutely not disappoint you." Mo Dongyu also spoke up and accepted. Free sales didn't mean one couldn't make money—there were many methods to operate it. However, as for the specific regulations, no one dared to act on their own authority; naturally, it required the Yan family, the Mo family, and Zhiwei to negotiate together.