Chapter 289: The Heavenly Mechanism Severed

The voice, filled with rage, severed ten thousand li of distance, shattered the surface of Mirror Lake, and erupted into a hundred-zhang wave.

If observed closely, a wrathful golden guardian seemed to flicker faintly beneath the lake.

It carried the air of someone ready to charge in at the slightest provocation.

If allowed to descend in its true form, the entire floating island would surely collapse instantly, exploding under the strain—and even endangering the sect disciples below.

Thus, in the instant the waves erupted, the blue-robed elder moved.

Xia Dongmei hurried to grab her bag, but was shoved off-balance by Lü Liang. Lü Liang greedily licked his lips, pulled out the long wallet inside, and snatched a stack of cash into his pocket.

"No amount of alcohol outweighs the strength of spirit—no problem, keep going," Zhao Qinhan said, bracing his hands on his thighs with great presence.

Upon learning that Matt, a blind man, was also a lawyer, all of them bowed their heads in respect, their gazes toward Matt now tinged with admiration.

After Tony and the others drove off, the Black colonel, Rod, exchanged a greeting with Olivia and then departed as well.

A pair of pitch-black eyes turned toward him; the man's gaze drifted downward, openly appreciating my chest.

Lin Feng no longer cared about the dark sunlight—Wu Xiaomeng's death had ignited an inexplicable rage within him; now, he only wanted to kill the thief and give Wu Xiaomeng justice.

It felt like every familiar, affirmed person had their virtues slowly carved away by a sharp blade, their once-pristine exterior suddenly drenched in blood, too gruesome to look upon.

Yet the greater the danger, the more valuable the treasures within—take this crystal stone before us; its worth could reach ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones.

It was a deep, narrow alley, where a dim light glowed before a door bearing a sign reading "Peaceful Inn."

"You're trying to sow discord between Yun Yun and Xu Mushen, but he's come here himself—clearly seeking reconciliation," I said.

The black threads caught in the fire turned a deep crimson, emitting a thick, pungent stench of burning—familiar beyond words.

The green glow circled Mei's neck once, then a sharp crack echoed—his head rolled off like a snowball, and his headless corpse spewed a magnificent geyser of blood before collapsing with a thud.

Another thug hid behind the steel hatch, watching his companion cease firing, clutch his wildly spurting neck, and slowly slide to the ground.

Xiao He's spiritual sense network detected a cultivator's aura drawing nearer outside the door—stronger than a Martial Sovereign—and instantly snapped to alertness. He flashed aside, hiding beside the door, and suppressed his own aura.

But she dared not speak these words to Tang Zhenhua; she could only silently bury them deep within, letting time slowly erode this obsession, while secretly hoping Tang Zhenhua would not let her down.

Liu Dong, gleefully anticipating disaster, seemed already to see Lin Yi's grim fate, a smile tugging unconsciously at his lips.

At this moment, Yu Xuan's face finally softened with a faint smile—but both women remained forgotten in the corner, no one approaching to speak with them.

Then Mo Hao suddenly stepped before Long Yue and touched his forehead; Cai Molo, of course, dared not delay—he abandoned Yue Qing and rushed to Mo Hao's side to guard him. After a while, suddenly—BOOM.

Bai Qi believed spirit beasts possessed high intelligence—a common knowledge among people—but the Wolf King scoffed at this notion.

As for Yu Xuan, she certainly didn't like Duan Yang; raised in wealth, she'd seen countless handsome men—Duan Yang was merely slightly more refined in demeanor.

"Wait! Who knows what Chen Xin looks like if you're not there? Don't worry—you won't be shortchanged!" Wu Jianzhang said.

Princess Lingxuan shot Cai Zhixiong a scornful glare, spat out a dismissive remark, then turned and strode toward the grand gate.