Chapter 759: The Proud Banner Never Falls

In mid‑August, Daza Lugong led his troops out of Chencang County, marched eastward, and reached Wugong County. The seat of Wugong County is Dacheng, and its townsfolk, even the local Guanzhong Tianlong families, were mobilized by imperial agents to defend the city.

To counter the Tibetan forces, Fang Chongyong adopted the so‑called "point‑to‑area, defend without fighting" strategy, concentrating the Guanzhong civilians who could not be evacuated to Chang'an within the county seat, and assigning the local Guanzhong Tianlong and their servants to lead the defense.

But it was already too late; the servant who came with Cai Lian had already bound Zhu'er.

Chen Xiaoxiang nodded slightly, approving Shen Xu's inference. After all, there is definitely something underground that the surface cannot possess: the Suiren Clan's reassembly fusion core, which was the pulsating heart that Longshan relied on to sustain the post‑nuclear‑war world; humanity now lacks the strength to rebuild such a grand project.

The river flows not with ordinary water but with pure medicinal liquid; ordinary people who drink it can strengthen their bodies and even break through innate limits without issue.

He had witnessed her abilities, so he was not at all worried; he was even a bit eager to see how she would counterattack next.

On the other side, members of the Ji faction constantly watched the shoreline from the deck, reporting any news promptly.

Wen Yue's reverence vanished in an instant; her gaze pierced the downpour, and for a moment the overwhelming truth shook the entire world.

By passing through this "Gate" of the "Heavenly Demon Rebirth Technique," the Demon Emperor can use the "X‑shaped Space‑piercing Fighter" to travel into the Yunlan Great World, while also avoiding the backlash of the Crimson Great World's world‑force, preventing him from being forced to ascend directly to Heaven.

Having been close for a long time, as colleagues and comrades‑in‑arms, they shared life‑risking trust, so formalities need not be mentioned.

Because Xiao Junheng had long misunderstood her over the matter of marrying into the Eastern Palace, thinking she had schemed, he remained lukewarm toward her.

When Li Ke heard the price, he knew the hairpin either contained silver‑coated iron or was hollow.

Moreover, an ancient voice claimed that the deceased Dark Emperor was actually his disciple, which was chilling and gave one goosebumps.

After looping several times, many soldiers and commanders saw the act as a provocation, extremely arrogant; Lao Dai's face turned ashen, and at his command, the first flaming vehicles rushed ferociously toward Li Tianzhi.

The black‑clad youth also circulated his entire body's power, driving the "Battle Sky" technique to its limit.

But that was not the main point; the main point was the perfectly round stone, which emitted an overwhelmingly strong aura of heaven and earth.

Li Tianzhi only recalled a voice calling him amid the car's continuous rolls, as if right beside his ear yet seeming to come from deep within his soul; instinctively he used all his strength to respond, curling his whole body tightly.

It was unavoidable; he still had to leave a sliver of power to defend the whole island, which strained him, and since the Young Princess had been in charge of the palace, she had been a constant worry; if they fell again into Nanwei Island, the morale of the people on Wuxing Island would fragment even more.

Li Tianchu simply changed clothes and lay down, sleeping until morning. A faint conversation outside woke him with a start; listening closely, it was Doctor Wang's voice. Seeing the time was already six‑thirty, he thought Wu Fang should be arriving soon, so he stretched lazily, got up, and left the room.

Suddenly, Xiao Yue felt intense heat; even with a shield formed of Yuan‑force, the heat still reached his body.

"Linlin, don't speak wildly to your sister‑in‑law," Ye Dongcheng scolded, "you little brat, asking so directly."

Moreover, the young master Jin Song, at the end, still flattered Hu Yan Shuo, which directly drew the contempt of Mu Mingcheng's followers.

In the north‑west, winter days are short and nights especially long. At dusk, with the biting cold wind, all the senior officers of the Imperial Guard gathered in the training ground of the Lingzhou Military Governor's residence, and Han Zun himself, armored head‑to‑toe, appeared before the crowd.

Could this be the so‑called "great Dao is simple, returning to the plain"? Using the simplest array to set up a formidable great formation.

Furthermore, Liu Yumiao, no matter how she tried to heighten her sense of smell, could not detect any trace of Gao Yuan; seeing that the mission‑bound Donglaicheng was not far from Gao Yuan, the two had to pause and discuss.

Gao Yuan felt as if he were alone in a towering wave, as if the entire world had transformed beyond recognition, and that massive wave would soon engulf him completely.

"What the hell's going on," Hei Da muttered. "Why do I feel like I heard the Cult Leader's wife?" Hei Ba was bewildered.

Purple blood dripped and slowly spiraled toward the light shield, and upon contact it suddenly turned into purple mist that merged with the shield; moments later both the shield and the mist vanished, leaving only the Chaotic Azure Lotus floating slowly in the air.

After marriage life was smooth and tranquil. Lin Fengxian left the Ghost District job and became an ordinary police officer with me; using our abilities, we were almost unbeatable in ordinary crimes. Later we had a son, and life grew busy.

In fact, although Princess Su Luo was still young and faced these events, her mind now held far more thoughts than before. Duo Luo's words reflected what she was thinking at that moment, so she easily resonated with her brother Duo Luo.

Lin Ye barked coldly, leapt forward to block Mu Yunlan, and his arm was pierced straight through by a long sword, blood gushing instantly.

Su Zhe felt the same; where does the so‑called "immortal stream" come from? It is nothing but sentient beings cultivated into it.

I waved my hand and said, "I'm done eating, that's enough, you eat. My family is poor; I ate yours, and I don't know what to give you, sorry." I smiled, took the lunchbox, and went back.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Heng Yanlin, sensing that the situation was somewhat ominous.

He persistently repeated, as if chanting a vow, the promise he made to me: if one day someone points a knife at me, you will stand in front of me, understand?

The next words, knowing she could not accept them, were simply left unsaid.

Li Zhenting only smiled, saying nothing; his flushed face and bright eyes showed he was far from just waking from a coma or surviving a life‑and‑death ordeal.