Chapter 429: Second Trial! Locking Yang Sword Array!

The crystals on the island were not red-hot, but a nearly transparent blue-green.

Now, these blue-green crystals covered the island densely, countless in number.

Chu Wange and Long A needed no further explanation from Lin Mo; seeing the crystals fall into the lava without melting, instead solidifying into stable footholds, they understood their purpose.

This is the path!

Lin Mo patted Long

“I can give you the operating rights.” Only then did Bai Zidong reveal the true bait to lure the fish.

Hasty footsteps approached beside him; Yan Qi understood and walked to the iron net. The guard before Yan Qi pulled back the heavy net, revealing a wider gap, and Yan Qi slipped through.

Kingston was not just poor compared to the prosperous Aquitania Province—it was among the most destitute and backward regions, even when measured against impoverished northern areas.

As Ouyang Bing finished speaking, the camera shifted again; the crowd had no strong reaction. Though Ouyang Bing spoke with righteous conviction, this was no longer surprising—was it worth getting angry over?

Inside the door, the figure slumped on the floor offered only a faint outline; his upper body remained hidden in shadow, still unclear. Qiao Hanyan had never seen Fu Yanjin’s face before, so she could only take Lan Cangzhu’s word for it.

If I cannot swiftly bring the killer to justice—or fail to produce a result that clears me—I won’t just lose this position; my life may be in danger.

Yun Tianlan shrugged, took the scissors from Jiet, snipped the bow, and clipped it firmly.

“Try to strive, muster your courage…” Suddenly, a voice tinged with sorrow broke the heavy silence. Only Murong Xue and Chen Yu had left their phones on during the meeting.

“I understand.” Chen Yu hung up, frowning, ignoring Hao Renxi entirely. The situation was too urgent—the observers behind the scenes had begun moving. But did they need to make such a commotion? Didn’t they fear being burned alive?

In shock and rage, the fallen bison thrashed wildly; though many managed to climb out of the pit, seven or eight remained trapped. In desperation, these bison temporarily withdrew from battle. Some orcs also died horrifically in the pit, crushed by the bison’s struggles.

Tang Li and the others fell silent, thinking silently: I hope Long Yi and the others don’t go and get themselves killed. If they anger Fei Shao, who knows what earth-shattering thing might happen.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, listlessly glanced at the building description—and in the next instant, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He thought: rather than tell his family early about his mission to the Xiongnu and make them worry and unhappy all day, it was better to inform them at the moment of departure, sparing them unnecessary anguish.

Everyone agreed: if Wang Qiang’s parents came to cause trouble, show them the surveillance footage. If they still didn’t see sense and thought the punishment unfair, let them deal with Lin Jianguo themselves—let their families or companies fight it out, but don’t drag the school into it.

“Master, you go too!” Seeing the hooligan join the fight, Lan Yudie turned anxiously, shouting with desperate, pleading eyes. She hadn’t noticed the hooligan’s hidden stabbing motion.

If she remembered correctly, the volcanic region of the Death Purgatory also contained a teleportation array linking to the God-Demon Continent—Chen Feng was heading straight for that array.

What does that mean? You’re afraid your appraisal won’t pass, so you’re settling for the Lion War God instead? Are you implying the Lion War God’s strength is weaker than your human Saint-Class professional assessment officers?