Chapter 206: Divine Light Is Crushed Underfoot, Face Beaten to Shreds, Teeth Knocked Out

Wang Yulou asked a stupid question; Xuan Zhuan True Person did not answer, but smoothly changed the subject.

His question seemed foolish.

But is Wang Yulou really an idiot?

But is Wang Yulou really brain-dead?

Clearly not.

Xuan Zhuan is who? —Mangxiang's disciple.

Who is Mangxiang?

The quasi-Immortal Sovereign who defeated all five Council Jin Dan, and by action proclaimed: "My Dao—my fate—is mine, not heaven's!"

Aside from the signed contract and the coffee cup in the trash, he left no trace, making one wonder whether the unbelievable events just now were merely an illusion.

The ones laughing in praise were Lu Chi of the Netherworld Palace and Lan Dao of the Freelancer Alliance; neither concealed their special regard for Yan Bei, and Lan Dao even gave a thumbs-up. On the surface, their actions praised Yan Bei, but anyone with eyes could see this was actually a psychological strike against Jia Peng.

"You're the Defilement God?" I furrowed my brows slightly—I remembered previous Defilement Gods wore all-white robes, their pure white capes fluttering in the wind, so majestic; how had he now switched to ordinary cloth robes, even lost his cape?

Just as the old man spoke, snow-white qi surged from Xue Miaoyin's sleeve, and her figure vanished instantly. The old man was alert—he extended his body technique, leaving a phantom shadow as he retreated backward.

Meanwhile, the Demon Emperor ordered his subordinates to strengthen guard around the Demon King's Palace; having learned from past mistakes, he made thorough preparations—even if Han Yueqiao returned, he would never again seize the Demon King's Palace so easily.

"This… is it some kind of… armor?" Liang Long stared at his once pale, plump palms, now covered in a thin film of black particles, turning them black—he grabbed at the air, utterly astonished.

The fatal poison that had plagued him for tens of thousands of years was finally reaching its resolution; Tun couldn't help feeling tense, looking toward Yan Bei.

Yan Bei swallowed nervously—he truly had no confidence he could break into the top ten thousand.

Yan Bei didn't care whether Gu Ji agreed or not—he dragged him straight into a pill-tea shop. Gu Ji sensed trouble and tried twice to slip away, but each time Yan Bei blocked him.

Pretending to turn and leave, he heard footsteps thudding toward the outer room; the door flew open and someone shouted: "Hey hey, come back, come back—you didn't get the wrong place, it's here, we just don't know who you are, never heard your voice before."

That day in Xia City, he watched Xu Yan slice her wrist before him without a flicker of emotion… he panicked.

"Su Qin, qualified, retained directly; everyone else, choose based on composite scores." Li Jingyu stood, looking at the Legal Affairs Department director.

Soon, the passbook was successfully obtained; she specially opened a new one, to be used exclusively for buying stocks.

Lin Qingqiu smiled helplessly—how many wrongs had her own son done to Luo Xingchen back then.

Li Shen's university major was obscure; after graduation, she worked at a geological survey unit, where she met Old Bao; they hit it off immediately and became master and apprentice.

He looked at the other two aunts in the dormitory; their faces were also filled with fear—he knew something truly bad had happened.

Doctor Xu's face broke into an inscrutable smile; he led Old Li into the next room.

"Is this why you rejected me?" He hadn't realized becoming a geomancer demanded so much—but he didn't care about any of it.

Zhao Zhao He He didn't know why the house fell strangely quiet when Dad came home—they still warmly welcomed the guests.

"How about we sneak over to take a look? If Grandma gets scolded to tears, we can comfort her right away." Han Bao suddenly suggested.

They had all concealed their qi, intending to pick off the Qingyun Sect members one by one—but they were exposed by Dao Xuan.