Chapter 1228: Slashing the Gods

Just now… what exactly happened?

Why did the undead, flesh-eating general Lugu suddenly kneel?

What was that invisible, intense fluctuation just now?

Who exactly is this Mr. Wu?

These confused, incomprehensible thoughts echoed in the minds of all, especially among the Shu Gu sect's barbarian cultivators, led by General Lugu.

The air was deathly silent.

Spiritual sense departed the body, in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, Liu Yanmei set off; to prevent Liu Yanmei from being caught by the Imperial Clan, Li Chenfeng did not leave with her.

Her humble, obedient nature is terrifying? Lie Yan internally screamed, then rushed back to Tianheng Courtyard to fetch the maid for washing and changing clothes.

When Chen Yuan attacked, the Bash Snake dodged his fist with lightning speed and slammed a punch into Chen Yuan's abdomen, instantly flinging him away. Even with the protection of the Nirvana Golden Body, Chen Yuan still felt searing pain in his abdomen, as if knives were twisting inside.

Li Chenfeng's Dragon Sword had killed countless people, and of course, had left many indelible wounds on Di Jun.

Clearly, the Yiyu, whose mind was being devoured by Misshen, still remembered Chen Yuan's appearance; its eyes blazed crimson, and it began gathering its signature technique—the Black Rot Cannon—but this Black Rot Cannon was utterly incomparable to the ones it had launched before.

Lie Yan sat cross-legged, formed the Qing Ling Seal—a common hand gesture known to most cultivators, used to clear the spiritual platform, maintain inner stillness, and calm the emotions.

If the two of them surrounded Sima Li's governor's mansion with all their troops, as long as the Flying Dagger Master didn't interfere, they still had an eighty percent chance of success. Even if one or two slipped away, it wouldn't matter.

Mei Ge frowned involuntarily at the words; she naturally despised the Church, a legacy of old grievances.

She began to complain that Fu Nanqi walked too slowly, fretting that his exposed face might get sunburned, given how delicate and fair his skin was.

"The Ancient Star Road is finally complete. From its inception until now, we have prepared for an entire eon, acting with utmost discretion, daring not to show the slightest arrogance. We waited for this very day," said Youming Mo Jun, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Maybe," Lin Ruyue smiled awkwardly, yet silently shook her head within.

After sending Fatty off to haul manure, Su Niu returned to the thatched hut; he had no intention of changing rooms, because… today was his last day here.

It was simply because the Beidou Seven Stars Sword Array used by the Great Sword Sect had been so monstrous that shadows still lingered in everyone's hearts.

But what Duan Chou now saw was a scene that shattered his worldview, vastly different from what he had imagined.

When Qin Li asked Zhen Na, she took from her chest a silver pendant containing a severely faded photograph, yet meticulously preserved without damage; within it, faintly discernible, were the youthful figures of Shi Zhi and Zhen Na.

Qin Zheng walked over, glanced at the trembling Leisa, then fixed his gaze on Wuwei; this man, long blind, still possessed such spirit after being injected with poison—truly impressive.

Dong Qingling pointed toward the distance, calling out; Qi Bao and the others looked over and realized a house had suddenly appeared in the midst of this slaughter garden.

Watching the fading figure, Olhessis screamed hysterically, then collapsed onto the ground, tears falling helplessly.

As the largest bar on Vinor Star, it might seem uneventful under normal circumstances, but its depravity could no longer be described as merely vile.

The Wang Zu youths, still stunned, watched Anni and the other two dash past like a gale; their hearts skipped a beat.

Caught off guard, the Langbi tribe and other units saw hundreds of soldiers crushed beneath massive boulders; even transformed body-cultivation soldiers could not withstand the crushing weight of dozens to hundreds of tons of stone. Amidst wails and howls, the entire vanguard unit suffered catastrophic casualties.

Xuan Yu's sword swung horizontally, its emerald light flaring brightly, blocking the floating giant leaves; the leaves and he himself were pushed backward together.

This desperate struggle lasted nearly two months; she had fought every monstrous beast, yet almost always ended in defeat. Yet her unyielding belief sustained her never to give up.

At the very moment Lu Xia was taken away, Zuo Junlin felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart, a deep unease surging within him.

Wei Tao and Ouyang, upon seeing Han Ling appear before them, felt as if they had seen a savior—like dawn breaking before the end of darkness—and finally showed a faint smile of hope.

Amidst a tremendous explosion, over a thousand missiles nearly all struck their targets; five hundred griffins were instantly killed or severely wounded, tumbling from the sky along with their mounted riders—dead or dying.

"That young man left last night," Du Liuyin fell silent for a long while before replying to Bo Guangteng.

As the flowing light touched their bodies, the Empire's soldiers immediately manifested elliptical defensive shields, entirely enveloping their forms.

Even now, attacking with weapons was less effective than simply using oars to knock out those frenzied sea rat-fish.

Han Chao frowned slightly, picked up a shrimp, and began gnawing on it.

"Fine liquor!" Wang Yan spat out a breath of alcohol and praised it; though low in alcohol content, it was neither sour nor bitter, carrying a faint, delicate fragrance—somewhat like the Fenjiu he'd drunk in his past life—clean and crisp on the tongue, lingering in the throat, leaving him refreshed and comfortable after drinking.

I once thought I'd never meet you in this lifetime; who could have imagined I truly would? When Jue Ming said your skills were high, I didn't believe him—but when he mentioned your age, it reminded me of my master's words: everything was foretold by my late master.

Wang Yuchao still didn't understand how comparing the cultivation method to a spiderweb could make it perfect; he couldn't grasp it. Bai Jianli immediately demonstrated it for him, telling Wang Yuchao to attack him—only through actual combat could he comprehend its meaning.