Chapter 431: Conflict

Just outside, through the distorted light curtain, he had clearly seen a mountain shaped like five fingers, but now there was no such mountain—only a plain and distant rolling hills.

The flying vessel now hovered above a city built on the plain.

The city appeared new and small, clearly constructed hastily.

On the city walls, cultivators patrolled, gazing far into the distance to monitor all directions.

The city’s four

From the beginning of the Six Thieves Disturbing the Heart, to now having absorbed the White Bone Lady into his ranks—even though great beings of the Three Realms could sense these changes, the overall course of the Journey to the West was personally controlled by Su Daozhen, head of the Dao Sect; he could not possibly be unaware.

On the other side, coastal artillery continuously bombarded the Black Pearl, but at that moment, a golden figure charged forward.

Ji Duo was also a loyal minister; he knew what Yue Qian intended to do, yet never stopped him, and before Yue Qian acted, Ji Duo joined in.

Facing an endless stream of slashes, the man sidestepped, and the slashes struck the trees behind, cutting them down.

“One is filled with ink, one with alcohol, one with mercury—the mercury thermometer is the most accurate,” Bei Lin explained, introducing these three devices, all meticulously invented by him for measuring temperature.

Fortunately, the treasure was with him; otherwise, it would have been a terrible loss. Shen Hong unconsciously touched his pocket—and instantly felt his blood freeze.

Countless junior disciples shouted wildly; this cry released their fear of the beast tide, charging straight into it.

“Now, when facing countless armies, do you no longer deploy formations to meet the enemy?” Gu Sha asked in surprise.

Katie snapped open her eyes; she had had a nightmare—dreaming she was abandoned by her companions, and Zhou Yu no longer wanted her.

“Definitely dead,” the Demon Sovereign said to himself. No one could survive that annihilating heavenly lightning.

“A Mo! I married into the Ling family—I am Ling family now! How dare you call me that?” Tang Xinru protested.

Since this was unguided, unrewarded firing, the damage to the buildings was most severe. Ding ding ding, dang dang dang—the bullets struck the great bell inside, producing a series of heavy sounds.

Murong Qingran suddenly stood, staring straight at Mo Yan, yanking off the veil covering her face. The cloth had always obscured her face, making breathing difficult—but the Hasiqi tribesmen in the hall all gasped sharply, frozen like statues, some even dropping their curved blades to the ground.

Before coming to the Thousand Prefecture Contest, Mu Yanran had anticipated: if this fellow was still alive, his strength must now be formidable—and he would surely enter this contest.

So even though he tried to stay calm and settle accounts with the Li family later, he couldn’t help himself—he snapped at Li Erlong.

“Hmph. As a member of the Green Gang, you’re so terrified you’ve abandoned your armor and weapons—unbecoming. What use is a man like you?” The chief suddenly placed his left hand on the hilt as well.

The shouts rose to the heavens, echoing through the clouds. This passionate speech stirred everyone’s blood to its peak, lifting the once-sinking morale to its zenith. They roared for vengeance against the Green Gang, to avenge their brothers who died horribly last night.

A dragon’s roar erupted beside him—Guo Jing had already acted, slapping one palm and sending the three wheels flying, meeting the Golden Wheel Dharma King head-on; the two instantly clashed in fierce combat.

“Eat something, at least—if the Hasiqi pursuers arrive, you won’t even have the strength to run,” Cang Xue said again, unwillingly.

Tao Ni watched the reporters below chattering their wild speculations; in a place they couldn’t see, Tao Ni smiled slightly with quiet satisfaction.

Suddenly, his index finger turned into a streak of golden light and fused directly with his left index finger—Lin Tian was stunned, eyes wide open. What was happening?