Chapter 198: The Noble Consort

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He Yuzhi stood frozen in place, still dazed and unable to process what had just happened.

After receiving Chen Mo's message, she had followed the aura all the way here, assuming it was a demonic clan seeking revenge—but it turned out not to be so…

The other party seemed deeply interested in Chen Mo, even to the point that the mysterious demonic lord himself had come down to snatch him!

Then the Noble Consort and the Dao Master of Tianshu Pavilion arrived in succession.

One fought fiercely over Chen Mo.

Then Tai Lang left with Taotie; the several great experts who had gathered all vanished at once. Only then did Luo Wuxie seem to awaken from his daze—but he still couldn't understand what he had just experienced.

Li Guocheng had already seemed uneasy; seeing Duan Ke's state now made him even more anxious, yet he dared not disturb her, so he stood helplessly wiping his hands repeatedly on his pants.

After multiple refining cycles, his true qi strength far exceeded that of others at the same realm.

Mu Ningxuan's gaze fixed squarely on Guo Zhenghuai—a plain-looking ordinary man, merely dressed more lavishly; she truly had been blind to have ever fancied him.

The great calamity draws near, the great calamity draws near—first the two-headed black dragon, then the ancient demonic god. Ao Qin gazed upward, his heart filled only with sighs.

"Fellow disciples? Heh, sounds kinda interesting. Fine, Uncle Li believes you this once—tell me your friend's name and his phone number too, I'll contact him directly." Once he sensed profit, Uncle Li decided instantly and agreed at once.

Even though Wang Xueyi was deeply worried and Xiao Xiao was terrified, upon hearing Meng Que's words, they both silently chose to trust him, closing their eyes tightly without a word.

Seeing the gray-skinned dwarf hesitate, Li Wei asked with a smile, deliberately stressing the word "manager."

Duan Ke had just managed to calm herself when she saw Ningxiang staring at her with wide, bright, innocent eyes, blinking slowly.

Undoubtedly, this was an abandoned ancient city—who could have imagined that within the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range lay such a vast, desolate ruin?

Moments later, two crimson figures approached, clad in armor, swords at hip, spears in hand; save for the absence of blood-scaled horses beneath them, they were identical to how they had appeared outside the Secret Realm—they were the crimson-armored knights who had come together.

The noble-looking youth gave Yang You a half-smiling glance, then politely bowed to the clan lord.

"Looks like we should change venues!" The poison master watched this scene, grinning wickedly.

"What about Wei Liqiu? Didn't the police assign dedicated guards?" Zhen Shifeng demanded.

Mu Qiansan was knocked into the Sanghai Sea by Yun Zhongjun and never witnessed the sword his master borrowed from the immortal—how vast and mighty it was—but his master sacrificed several lifetimes of karmic merit solely to cast Yun Zhongjun down and restore the world's qi destiny; merely this grandeur was enough to make Wudang Mountain stand proud.

Wei Zui Xian was a restaurant within the academy, exclusively for wealthy students to patronize; of course, academy instructors often dined there too, and visiting dignitaries were also entertained at Wei Zui Xian.

"Facing the heavens, bordering the sea, undisturbed by anyone—it's a quiet enough place! Whether alive or dead, turning to dust, what can even a peak sword immortal leave behind!" Shi Jingtian stared at the corpse-like sword immortal, lost in confusion again—what, after all, was the point of all this turmoil and suffering in life?

At that moment, General Li Hu rose from his seat and strode up to Shi Jingtian, unfolding a portrait in his hand, examining it again and again, his expression growing colder.

Hearing Gangshou mention Mizuki, Sheng Shu's heart trembled involuntarily; he nearly blurted out the truth—but at the last moment, he forced himself to stay silent.