Chapter 1148: Deception

In the cavern sealed by the formation.

A familiar, icy strangeness seeped through the void.

Mo Hua held his breath, not daring to move, forcibly cutting off his thoughts and severing all mental currents, keeping his mind blank to avoid triggering any karmic threads and inviting the arrival of sinister thoughts.

Time slowly passed.

The strange coldness slowly flowed through the void.

Mo Hua was like a quiet mouse, lying in wait.

This was their SC7-specialized Dragon-Binding Chain, ten times more effective than an ordinary one. Even the Thunder Emperor could not break free without using Seal Power to sever it.

Why didn't she apply her domineering, scornful nature to their relationship?

The girl was like a soulless puppet; once she cried herself out, she let others lead her upstairs to the room.

"This Xu Heng is truly too much," Zheng Yongjun silently noted this in his heart, but something more urgent awaited him—he first assigned tasks to Guo Mengmeng and the others, then, when the room fell silent, waved his hand and summoned Wang Dong over.

Qing Binghe and the others paused, then turned toward the spot Fire Dragon's gaze indicated—behind a large tree, Yang You was poking out his square-shaped head, staring at them. When he saw them looking, he hurriedly ducked behind the tree. What left Qing Binghe and the others dumbfounded was that the tree was barely half as wide as Yang You's body.

The door opened. Susan walked into the office and immediately saw Luo Badao seated behind the desk, and beside him, on the sofa, a scruffy man lazily propping up his "leg."

Ling Luo was inwardly overjoyed—he hadn't expected to actually strike gold. With Master Mo and Mo Xiyen's help, once the Five Dragon Purple Radiance Formation was set up, Ling Tian City would be temporarily secure.

Amid his shock, Liu Fei gripped two silver needles in both hands and clashed with her again, using false moves to mask true ones and true ones to create illusions—flinging silver needles with deceptive feints beyond his fists and kicks. Yet after launching over twenty needles, not a single one struck its target.

Liang Jingyan, upon seeing these women, was stunned speechless. With their looks and abilities, could they really just want to profit through sexual transactions? Anyone with even basic sense would flatly deny it.

She had once believed that conjuring flowers, grass, bees, and butterflies through the sound of the qin was the pinnacle of the Qin Dao.

"You guys…" Ling Yu looked at these Yiqi Xiuxian cultivators, each one acting like cowards, and felt a sudden surge of anger.

A thunderous crash—a crimson divine thunder suddenly erupted from the storm clouds above and slammed down upon the Ghost Dragon.

"Lao San, what are you doing? Are you mad? That's our own family—you killed your own kin?" Yin Laoer roared in fury, for the man killed was one of his grandsons.

The hot air made them appear distorted, as if they might vaporize and rise at any moment.

But the reality was, even if he wanted to die, he couldn't—his life now lay entirely in Lin Feiyang's hands.

As Zhang Wei said, Yu Wang had indeed sent a wave of assassins to test his strength; after this night, no more assassins ever visited Cuiyu Xuan.

But Wu Shisan always felt this tomb chamber was far simpler than he'd imagined—it must conceal something.

Animal hides could be taken directly to town for sale; the meat was chopped into chunks, wrapped in special leaves, then hung from trees with grass ropes to prevent climbing beasts from stealing it.

"Young man, know your limits—not everything can be handled by brute force!" the Daoist said irritably. If he himself couldn't solve it, what could this fellow possibly do?

She had gone up to look before—besides a hazy fog, she'd seen nothing else.

Since it was Wang An's item, she was merely borrowing it to examine; if she found anything, she would naturally inform Wang An.