Chapter 536: The Whirlpool Eye

"Ang~~~"

Above the great river, the Azure Dragon lifted its head and let out a piercing dragon roar, unleashing its dragon aura without restraint, nearly forming concentric rings of blue ripples that fell onto the river below, spreading through the roaring Black River.

The great river racing above the stars soon answered.

«Splashing, splashing~~~»

In the east, the black water boiled as a small mountain rose from beneath the surface.

At first it was merely yellow-brown stone, a mountain

Hao Yang's body trembled; he had collapsed onto the ground. Though he knew death was impossible in the Netherworld, when the wind blades neared him, he still felt the same terror he had experienced at the moment of his former death.

Moreover, after growing accustomed to cultivators towering above all, wielding power that moves mountains and rivers, who could bear the agony of becoming a helpless mortal?

«Damn it, but—» Xue Feng was about to ask more, but Wang Yue swiftly stopped him, for Hua Yuning had already approached.

All he needed to do now was restore his state to peak condition, so that upon returning to the Netherworld, he could leave this place at once and return to the Immortal Realm—his lingering unease had never faded, and he vaguely suspected it was tied to the Immortal Realm.

Tap-tap-tap! In the silent corridor, only He Xi's footsteps echoed. He didn't mind; in the trial space, he had encountered every terrifying scenario imaginable. Hadn't he faced darkness, oppression, and solitude countless times before?

By the time Wu Yun arrived at the training ground to observe them, the sunset and twilight had turned the white snow into a golden expanse.

Mo Wen, though a prince, was a true illegitimate son, leaving him in an awkward position. It would have been fine if he had remained in the Shangguan ancestral lands, but the trouble arose when someone exposed this secret. What did the sudden appearance of a prince mean in Liang Capital, now a nexus of Fengyun? Those with intent understood well.

«I am unharmed…» No wonder his expression had been so grim just now—he had encountered such a thorny matter. But no matter what, she trusted he would protect her brother's safety. That was enough.

Knowing denial was useless, Wan Yanyun openly admitted it. Though she did not know how the youth had discovered it, given his cultivation level far surpassed hers, he must possess some hidden method.

If one had to define Lin Chen's pill-refining realm, he likely reached the level of a fourth-rank Pill Master—but what was terrifying was Lin Chen's innate foundation and potential.

Mu Feng and the others stared closely and indeed saw the flesh around Li Chen's wound regenerating at a visible rate.

But to those with intent, this order—subtly altered in detail—was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

«Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Just as Zhao Yong prepared to wait nearby, he heard the voice of He Guanzi.

As his thoughts shifted, a black-and-white egg pierced the sky and entered the innate Yin-Yang Five Elements Array.

Jiao Chengren, Long Jingyu, and Hui Zhi were speaking in the abbot's chamber when suddenly, outside, a pattering sound erupted. They peered out and saw pebble-sized hailstones rolling on the ground, bouncing off the blue-brick pavement before falling again, the entire surface alive with leaping hail.

Xing Shachen halted before the fifth great gate, not attempting to break it open, but hesitating instead.

Seeing Long Jingyu ignore her, she felt endless frustration. Then she recalled the saying, «Good things take time, and began to ponder again.

Zhao She led the charge, riding ahead with fifteen hundred horsemen, smashing through the Zhongshan soldiers' defenses. The Zhongshan men, still reeling from the cavalry's earlier trampling, had barely begun to organize their defense when Zhao She and his men shattered their formation and surged forward in slaughter.

For a moment, Houtu's heart swelled with a faint sense of defeat; when she looked at Wang Hao again, her gaze held a touch of resentment.