Chapter 202: Razing All Around

Shen Siyuan and the others' appearance was like a giant torch, drawing countless dead souls toward them.

These dead souls rode dark clouds that blotted out the sun and moon; countless karmic curses, resentments, malevolent energies, and poisonous miasmas twisted together, forming the most sinister and terrifying thing in the world—any contact would devour the flesh and corrode the soul, turning one into a mindless dead soul like them, driven only by instinct.

And from their mouths came the most venomous curses, wails, and shrieks.

"Your Majesty, please summon the imperial physician at once." The Empress, seeing this scene, immediately ordered her attendants to call the physician.

"Sorry to make you laugh," he said, then his expression flickered for an instant as he spotted the insect in Jiegeng's hand.

After all, in professional league matches, early in the game and without teammate support, solo jungle farming is extremely rare.

Besides, even if you're clearing jungle monsters, the current meta makes them so strong—how could anyone possibly clear them all in such a short time?

Yan Xiaoxiao knew exactly what was going on just by using her toes to think—she widened her beautiful eyes at Jin Guangyan, wondering if he had any sense of boundaries? Could he really be this tyrannical just because she defied him? Besides, Mu Feng was right here. They were hosting him, and now he was acting like this—where was her dignity left?

Finally, the flute's melody ended, and finally he slowly descended from the branch—but Qingrang thought she'd imagined it: she saw a flash of light, then heard a heavy thud beside her, followed by a thick stench of blood.

Xi Xichen laughed generously—her alcohol tolerance was fine; red wine and beer didn't faze her, but baijiu was another matter.

"What did he do to you? He promised me he wouldn't harm you!" Yun Ze rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.

After the eunuch left, He Lan Yao picked up the bowl and carefully sniffed it. The ingredients were correct—a standard qi-tonifying medicine—but why did something feel off?

To him, marriage was not a grave, but a perfect, blissful heavenly prison—he willingly yearned to be locked within this prison of love, forever unable to escape.

"Hmm, good. Yang Liu, you've taken on a fine disciple—worthy of instruction." He Ji nodded approvingly.

She wrapped herself in a towel, put on her underwear as usual—but the problem was, her bite had been too hard: two rows of bloody tooth marks now marked his neck.

So all three commentators hoped the AFK guy could turn the tide for the Ice Team—even if his opponents were PDD and the others, they didn't care… they only wanted an exciting match, not favoritism.

Coupled with the Nine Yang Sacred Body, a powerful true qi surged from his dantian. Zhao Junyu didn't dare delay—he immediately activated the dual-cultivation technique from the Ten Thousand Phenomena Body Refinement Scripture.

Lately, he'd been in a foul mood because Qin Hongshang had grown cold toward him. He didn't resent her for being fickle—it was all that bastard Jin Shi's fault, meddling in and stealing the woman he loved. He secretly plotted how to kill this rival.

Definitely an accident—damn, was this guy really that stupid? Why get so close? But then he thought again, and Da Young Master suddenly felt a chill of relief—thankfully, A Qiu was quiet and unassuming.

The pitch-black eyes glanced left and right in confusion, found no trace of Wang Hu, then slowly merged into the thunderous curtain.

The Dark Tree Spirit merely nodded, shrank slightly, then extended emerald vines that wove into the shape of a bird—lifelike, with Ye Yu emitting a faint dark glow.

Though he didn't want to admit it, those fiery gazes made Luo Feng deeply uncomfortable.

Qin Chuan's eyebrows twitched at the words "Feng Yue"—inside his Sumeru Ring, Yaya had sensed it too and tried to burst out, but he crushed her down with iron will.

The latter simply stared straight ahead, his ox-like eyes bulging wide, as if in deep meditation. But everyone knew he was faking it.