Chapter 367: Who Betrayed? Why Didn

When Zhang Shijie returned to Jiushan Realm, she heard Zheng Fa's voice echoing in her mind.

She scanned Zheng Fa up and down; because they knew each other too well, Zheng Fa could almost read the unspoken question in her gaze—Is this still my timid junior brother?

Zheng Fa had always underestimated his enemies and never sought glory, but now he boldly claimed to hold back four Soul Transformation cultivators—truly different from before.

"We don't yet know the situation on Chengkong Shiren's side."

Qi Yuan has been shuttling between Z City and A City due to family matters and business dealings in Z City, and has been extremely busy.

Then a massive figure rose from the front of Dawnheart, stirring white spray that completely blocked the moonlight.

Thinking of that damned old man Igos made him furious—because of that so-called "story," Igos felt his existence was bound like a puppet on strings.

Li Qianxing noticed Lin Zhao's expression had changed, and only then realized what she had just said.

Mo Yiran smirked—he had known from the start that Lu Beishen wouldn't help Luo Feng, but Lu Beishen's words were dangerously misleading.

On Renae's side, one hand held up a shield to block the blue beams, while the other summoned energy spheres that she hurled into the thick fog; explosions rang out continuously, and occasionally metal fragments sprayed out from within.

Over seven hundred thousand civilians lived in the city; no matter what, he couldn't stand by and let these ordinary people die.

"Defending against the Imperial Array Patterns with your bare body!" The young array master's eyes nearly bulged out—this scene felt like a nightmare, leaving him pale as death.

Qi Ziliang, lost in thought, hadn't yet snapped back when a soft voice pulled him back; he turned and, as expected, saw Lu Changning's beautiful face, his brows slightly furrowing.

Su Yanxi roughly placed her hand on his arm and, without caring whether she was ready, pulled her along to move with the music.

Anthony's lips twitched, wanting to urge Princess Zara not to harm Yun Yiyi, so as not to carry guilt over failing to protect her.

He suspected whether this matter was ordered by Empress Shunyuan or carried out by Imperial Consort Feng Qing.

She had too many worries, but right now the most urgent was her husband Fei Mo's health.

Not only could she not forget it, but even hearing Huo Yanting's name was enough to make her body flood with fear—and more than fear, it was hatred for Huo Yanting.

"I see it's you who don't welcome His Majesty! If you don't want me, I'll come anyway! Don't think your refusal can stop me." The Phoenix King said coldly.

"Your Highness has such a bad temper—aren't you afraid you'll never find a wife?" Seeing him angry, she deliberately provoked him.

"Give me one set; place the other set with Yikene." Yin used Panlong Ink, prepared by Consort Tong.

Qin Ruixi entered the city and said he had matters to attend to, so he didn't stay by Yun Jinyao's side to witness this scene.

At that moment, Luo Wanxin woke from sleep, her eyes still hazy; she sat up and pressed the call button beside her bed.

Yun Yiyi froze; without even looking up at Fei Mo, she could feel his gaze on her, filled with displeasure.

For Shuimu, who had already succeeded in cultivation, a single simple sentence might be enough for Yaoshidou to grasp its essence. The other immortal, Jiraiya, was out of the question; the only known successful cultivator left was Shuimu—every word he spoke held immense value.

In the Forest of Death, just after exchanging memories with his clones guarding Konoha and within the Forest of Death, Shuimu was organizing his current situation and assessing what actions to take.

"Please don't be nervous." Wen Jing smiled as she sat beside Chang Fei; Bismarck and the others took their seats in turn.