Chapter 1855: A Sword Strike That Endures for Hundreds of Thousands of Years

Various already-refined materials floated in the sky.

Here, numerous rules converged: the Rule of Law-Annihilation, the Rule of the Six Realms, the Rule of Destruction, and even the Rule of the Dream Dao; these myriad rules intertwined, vaguely forming something.

"This sword strike shall endure forever..."

Jiang Ding seemed to gain some understanding.

The sword strike he was about to unleash would exist for a long time, indestructible, remaining imperishable even across vast stretches of time.

This sword strike would cut through hundreds of thousands of years.

Northeast Wolf thought that what Xiong Ti said was merely speculation, with no concrete evidence to back it up, so it was better to simply deny everything.

Only by obtaining the mouth-holding coin could he enter the tomb; yet to obtain the mouth-holding coin, they first had to break open the burial chamber... This entire cycle was as if ordained by Heaven, like the changes between Yin and Yang, where the sun never meets the moon and night never covers the day, with head joining tail in endless life, yet never achieving completeness.

In one-tenth of an instant, eight hundred blade lights clashed with the sword rain filling the sky, exploding with a crisp "crack-crack" sound.

This was the mental trauma Lu Qingfeng had inadvertently left for Gu Yue, a trauma that severely struck Gu Yue's confidence.

Old Monk Li frowned, then looked at Li Ruoyun; seeing this situation, Li Ruoyun had long lost his composure. He was truly worried about the old man who had been with Wu Feng, who seemed to have a very good relationship with Wu Feng. If that old man were killed by these people, Wu Feng would undoubtedly be heartbroken.

Having said this, Buckner pulled Nestron out of the captain's cabin of the "Flying Henan Man."

When Chen Xing noticed his arm, he realized that a dagger was stuck in it. Chen Xing hadn't even noticed how he had been hit. But this was something Chen Xing knew for certain. Originally, Flat-Chested and Milk-Full had not used their true strength; now, he was just revealing his fangs for the first time.

He Wuhen gazed at the golden sword light, gripped the Blood-Drinking Blade tightly with both hands, and unleashed his yuan force to its limit.

Blood Shadow was very uneasy. He knew he lacked the ability to offer a hundredfold reward, but he could not appear cowardly before a beauty; yet not knowing what to say, he could only keep rubbing his hands together.

"What?" we all asked in unison, including Huang Banya, who added a line from the side with a sorrowful face.

Cang Lie's singing was like the wild wind blowing across the northwest desert; paired with the heavy drumbeats from his hands, it instantly made everyone in the room's scalps go numb.

She was powerless to resist the faint, subtle scent of bamboo leaves that belonged to him, nor could she push away his body, which was as hot as fire; indeed, the moment she gradually awoke, she found that she was clumsily yielding to him under instinct.

"Eleven! You can't tank the next round!" The bald healer also noticed this problem; at this moment, every time Fatty got injured, his health bar dropped rapidly. If someone else went up, they would surely fall the moment they met the enemy.

The reason Shi Yi was so urgent was because he was about to enter the reserves; the comprehensive national power of Central Province ranked among the top seven nations, and with that came a huge number of adventurers choosing to join the Central Province army. Facing the immense competition that was about to arrive, he could only seize every moment to improve his strength.

She, who grew braver with every setback, vowed to make a breakthrough in Keng City, the place where she had once suffered a crushing defeat.

Empress Dowager Zhao Shu stared directly at her son for a moment, then turned her face away and laughed twice, still teaching him as she had in years past: "Lang has been Emperor for a few years and has become even more steady. Why pretend to be certain of victory? Do you truly think no one in the Huang family exists, that the Emperor would simply walk out of the door of the Si Xian Hall?"

Jiang Ye was also stunned; she thought Jiang Yunfei wouldn't pay attention to those Weibo matters, but then she thought, even if he didn't pay attention, Han Zong, such a gossipy person, would surely tell him.

Then, the mentioned Dark Fifteen appeared without any restraint, even winking at Dark Sixteen, who was still living in the shadows.