Chapter 1922: The Supreme Power Who Shook the Great Sun Throne

The Great Dream Sword Realm's various laboratories are advancing in an orderly fashion.

After the Fusang Saintess joined, efficiency improved greatly; various progress metrics surpassed the past, and the experimental data piling up for years finally began to decrease instead of continuing to accumulate.

The Fusang Saintess began handling the personnel relations of each Great Dream Sword Realm one by one, adjusting the functions of numerous Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators, comprehensively changing each Great Dream Sword Realm from aspects of personal preference, specialty, and organizational structure, rather than directly using the method like the Great Sun Sword Disciple.

Ling Luoyu only then realized that Ding Miao was deep in thought, his gaze wandering between the forest and the sun.

Just then, her father, worried she might meet with some misfortune trapped in her room, had the butler open her door, let her out, and wait in the hall so she wouldn't get burned by the fire.

Seeing so many radishes, the beastmen who had initially been somewhat skeptical of Tang Lele all showed smiles on their faces. Then everyone packed these radishes into beast-skin bags and carried them back.

On the other hand, Li Moying entered the great formation; the martial artists of the Yunlin Clan were all concerned for his safety and had no heart to settle scores with the Holy Phoenix Clan.

"Return first to heal your wounds; a gentleman's revenge is never too late ten years hence; your body is important," Meng Sang advised from the side.

After the Physician bandaged Fu Minxiu's wound and instructed him not to let the wound touch water for these days and so on, he left Fu Wuwei's side room under the escort of Lady Fu.

So Lin Yongfang was truly grateful to these simple villagers; seeing she was sincere in refusing to accept it, the villagers did not insist on giving it.

Compared to the mechanisms and formations in the sea regions, this one crooked-necked tree was simply unworthy of being served at a banquet.

Lin Dong stumbled clumsily, turned his head and glared at Wang Laosan; Wang Laosan, frightened, stepped back a large stride and instead obediently cleared the way ahead.

Upon Windbell Orchid speaking these words, Yan Buyu moved slightly; how could he not also be someone trapped, having nearly ruined his many cultivation achievements.

In their hearts, they were all praying that their own people would absolutely not offend this evil star during this time period.

"He was attacked by assassins?" After receiving the message, Yun Die'er learned of Gu Lingchen's ambush by the black-clad men.

As time passes, the true purpose of the "Silence" organization will once again be buried in the dust of history, and the world will have no choice but to continue living in their shadow, waiting quietly for the next misfortune to visit.

She had thought that from then on she could rest easy, never expecting that Bai Yuning would uncover the truth of that year, not only using it to blackmail her but also somehow obtaining an invitation to the Great Yan state banquet, deliberately appearing just to annoy her.

Just as Yun Die'er was preparing to return, she saw several pieces of blood-stained cloth in a place where the Lin Mu were relatively dense; recalling the beast hunter's words, she guessed someone must have been injured nearby and thought to search the surrounding area, trying her luck.

She had never suffered such treatment in the Medicine Valley; even those high officials and nobles, upon realizing she was the Medicine Old One's grand-disciple, had all been exceedingly courteous; how could they have seen such unmasked rudeness?

Ping'an looked up and exchanged a glance with Yan Xuchuan behind her; both eyes held confusion; if not her, then who?

After breaking free from the memory projection, the black beast tattoo on his chest once again indicated, "There's food; Laozi can eat a bit more"; Shen Hao could only look inexplicably at the long sword on the table, knowing the "food" the black beast tattoo spoke of was inside that long sword. Otherwise, this long sword could not possibly possess the ability of memory projection.

An Feng's throat suddenly choked; looking at Shen Mingzhu's unfluctuating face, he instantly became like a deflated balloon and said not another single word.

His body flew through the air, his long sword in hand flipping constantly; the enemy army fired arrows several times but failed to hit a single one. With this leap, Xuan Yuan flew forty or fifty meters; when his body landed, he was already deep within the enemy army's camp.

Under Bo Yi's unified command, this team, after a period of orderly training, had also acquired combat readiness; Bo Yi then led the troops, marching in great numbers toward the Ducheng "Yangdi" of Xia Hou Qi; they launched the first war against Xia Hou Qi to contest the right of succession.