Chapter 91: Arriving at Port City

"You're going to Port City?"

"We've only seen Port City on TV before; we haven't been there in reality yet."

Stepping out of the hotel, Jiang Shishi said excitedly, "When we first came here, we were thinking of taking some time to visit Port City, to see Tsim Sha Tsui and Victoria Harbour."

Gu Zhao waved his hand indifferently. "Actually, it's not as bustling as Wangfujing in Yandu."

Xiao Ya asked, "Have you been there?"

For tonight's death match, the thugs both sides had called were mostly of this age, so the moment they saw each other, Monk and Second Brother already had a clear idea.

Black fur appeared on the arm; the original arm gradually began to writhe, slowly transforming into two massive ape arms and huge fists with black palms. Just looking at them evoked a sense of immense strength; combined with the ferocious patterns on his face, it was truly chilling.

I ran another twenty-odd meters before sitting down. I looked at the wall; still no one had climbed over. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I had escaped disaster.

Watching the Ice Demon approaching closer over the sea, Thunder God cursed loudly again. He was most familiar with these demons. The other superheroes also silently groaned, while the crowd no longer knew what to say.

Getting into the car, Jiang Xinghan drove, Liu Jie sat in the front passenger seat, and Ling Xiao took the back seat.

Kadota and Vivian returned to Xuanhu Ju. Kadota gained nothing from the museum trip. This was an expected result.

By the time we reacted, we were all already at the foot of the teaching building. Looking again at the school gate, it was indeed closed; going out now might get us detained.

But how could this female possibly escape from the tightly guarded Bear Tribe? Now Bear Shi felt relieved! Even if he didn't intervene, this female would surely be discovered by other beastmen.

Chen Jiushan's expression was as relaxed as Brother Sha's. This wasn't an open area; the alley could only fit one car passing through. To fight many with few, one needed a place like this.

Taking a deep breath, he took the Honey Peach from the Kun Ring. Melted by the flames, it was now liquid. The moment the jade bottle was opened, a rich fragrance immediately wafted into his nose. This feeling was extremely comfortable.

As for Lvqian City, it was one of the wealthiest cities. Although few there possessed elements or fighting qi, the weapons bought with money were numerous. When necessary, they would bring them out, so from its rise to the present, it had lived a peaceful and happy life.

Hearing Ye Hao say this, the four hurriedly stepped in. As the five entered, the lake water slowly returned to normal, but the strange phenomenon in the sky had not vanished; instead, it grew even stronger.

In the blood-red void, everyone looked up together toward the blood moon overhead, their eyes revealing anticipation.

Originally, the two Tribulation-stage cultivators on Ye Yuan's side were fighting with ease, repeatedly gaining the upper hand. Unexpectedly, the other side also produced another Tribulation-stage cultivator. Both sides were evenly matched, fighting to a stalemate, and finally ended in a situation where both were severely injured.

Ye Hao was about to be possessed by his heart demon. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, his mind suddenly became clear and cool. "What nonsense! I cultivate for happiness. Whether it has meaning or not, I don't care." Ye Hao roared in his heart. A person is born to experience all aspects of life; cultivation is to defy heaven.

Then she saw that person step down from the driver's seat. He wore a simple coat, yet he walked with the bearing of a model.

"Immortal Siming, how is it?" A half-grown child riding a white tiger landed beside the white-bearded old man.

So now that the revolutionary army has been defeated, how exactly should the new government handle these historical legacy issues?

Those movements were standard yet not rigid, full of vitality. With every gesture and step, they seemed to align with some Heavenly Dao, carrying a trace of the Dao's trajectory.