Chapter 236: Fifty Years of Spring and Autumn Flew by in a Snap—Yu

Er Ge withdrew his dagger, watching as the General collapsed; the poison coated on the blade paralyzed his muscles in an instant, causing him to convulse helplessly before dying.

Lin Dao hadn’t expected Han Shaoxun to appear suddenly—he hadn’t even chewed the piece of meat in his mouth before swallowing it whole, then choking miserably, coughing violently against the table for a long while before finally calming down.

I bit my tongue, forcing myself to make no sound at all; the trouble I caused last time by lazily watching the show still haunted me—I didn’t want to get dragged in, so I could only endure the physical pain.

Just as we finally stabilized our stance and tried to slip away, a voice as gentle as water—but like a summons from hell to us—sounded from Lan Linfeng’s chest.

The day after arriving in Beijing, they went to Jia Piao Da Feng’s recording studio, where Tang Tian warmly hosted them; Yan Mufeng and the others all signed their recording contracts with Jia Piao Da Feng.

At the hospital, the doctor carefully examined Zhang Ruofeng’s left eye; fortunately, there was no serious issue—he just needed good rest and some swelling-reduction treatment over the next few days.

Gu Wei is a super five-star player, with comprehensive skills, a dazzling playing style, and great gentlemanly conduct.

“Wow!” Lin Xiaoxun’s mouth hung wide open as she stared at the distant expanse of deep blue, utterly astonished.

“That’s right, but the only model I have on hand is the old-style [Zhuan Xu-4], which can only deliver fatal damage to warriors below second-rank Star Lords; if it were the newly developed [Zhuan Xu-8], eliminating a seventh-rank Star Lord would be no problem!” Xingtian tossed the explosive directly to Su He.

But just as Qin Han began to gradually gather the chaotic energy within him, Fei En finally spoke.

On the arena, the young figure had already collided with those sinister, terrifying ghostly shadows.

Qin Han felt warmth in his heart, but this matter was truly extremely dangerous—he couldn’t let his comrades who trusted him risk their lives alongside him.

Yet now, Johnny Blair, gazing at the void, suddenly furrowed his brow, his eyes flashing with sharp light again and again.

Look at that scoundrel monkey rushing toward him, then look at the way he’s quietly retreating—this damn bastard is already extremely weak and preparing to flee.

The argument in the distance continued, growing more heated, with signs of swords being drawn; such conflicts were common here. Mo Qing, who had just finished meditating and was resting, glanced over briefly, then decided not to bother himself further and resumed his cultivation.

Disciples of Tianxuan Sect all struck out at once, sword qi spraying everywhere, cleaving through the sea of fire and clearing away the surrounding forest.

Outside, the martial artists stared wide-eyed in terror, unable to believe what they saw; all were deeply shaken by this violent scene, trembling all over.

Trapped in despair and rejected by Dongfang Yuxuan, he had already lost all hope—but he still couldn’t give up. As commander of an army, if even he abandoned hope, everything would truly be over.

“If you don’t line up, I’ll eat it all!” The Ancient Emperor Toad glared, crimson energy surging wildly from his body, unleashing a terrifying aura.

Yang Tao waved his hand, sat down on the sofa, picked up a cup of tea, took a small sip, then slowly began to speak without haste.

As for the magicians like Wang Yong, controlled by Wumu Hou’s mind-sensing ability, Xiao En merely snapped his fingers—not the snap itself mattered, but the faint sweep of Xiao En’s spiritual power instantly freed all the controlled magicians, who then belatedly remembered what they had done.

Zhu Yong and Zhuang Yan’s faces darkened; at this point, they regarded Chu Tian as their greatest threat on the path to victory. Even Zhu Yong, who had already prepared Zheng Yuan Bi Du Dan in advance, had failed to produce an Absolute Pill.

“Senior brothers, I am Lingzhu Zi of the Lingzhu Ancient Realm. I have something to say—though I’m not sure if I should speak it!” Zhu Lingzi said.

The Dark Council’s princess has contact with the Church’s Holy Son? If this got out, what would happen?

Therefore, Liu Zheng was immensely excited about this match, knowing that with full team support, he could switch lanes and engage in a true showdown with Sao.

Especially since Xianhuer revealed that this sliver of black energy contained a fragment of a divine consciousness, making the situation even more complicated.

A vast expanse of demonic land emerged, as if creation itself were unfolding, manifesting the phenomenon of primordial separation.

Luo Hao broke into a cold sweat, which alarmed the Guardian Elder; Luo Hao could only claim that residual fire energy remained in his body and, since he had just advanced, he couldn’t yet control it. The Guardian Elder noted his name—rare Xuan weapons were scarce, and losing one meant losing it forever—and immediately went to Luo Cheng to demand compensation.

For example, a force that once ranked first among the five supreme factions might drop to fourth or even fifth, landing at the very bottom, after losing one terrifying entity.

Yet the allure of this European compass was indeed terrifyingly immense, like the sun god’s chariot crushing across the world—making it extremely difficult to abandon.

The water-star soldiers had just witnessed with their own eyes how this white-clothed youth killed their water-star commander; how could they dare to directly challenge such a powerful figure who had slain even their commander?

If possible, Meng Tian truly wished to subdue the enemy without fighting, minimizing casualties within Daliang City.

The rapidly swung fist left a continuous trail of blue afterimages in the air; the air itself ignited into bright flames under the frequency of the strikes.

Upon receiving this video call, Grandpa Gu finally showed the happiest smile he’d worn all night.