Chapter 591: Bloodbath at Fenghou Bay

After the Nine Yin Gui Water Array was shattered, Xuan Gui, the legitimate River God of Liusha River, immediately invoked his divine authority and learned the situation within the river: Xiao Yu was terrifying! She had already slaughtered over a hundred demon generals, with several demon immortal corpses scattered about.

After confirming the general situation underwater, the River God Xuan Gui realized in fear and dread: that damned dog named "Xiao Qiang" was right!

Thus, seeing the lizard demon severely wounded, he immediately revealed his true form and struck the fallen enemy, devouring the great demon.

Xia Qing's emotions were highly agitated, her voice trembling—this was the first time Qu Shengjun had ever seen her like this; even when Yao Xianya had met with disaster, Xia Qing had never been this distraught.

Jiang Zhishi nodded in satisfaction, his inner unease slightly eased—he wanted exactly this effect; otherwise, not only would he lose his possessions, but he'd also offend someone, doing a laborious task that brought no reward.

At this moment, a series of winding parallel lines in his mind represented the path they had taken, and the shape formed by this path seemed vaguely familiar to him.

"I don't belong to any government department. You should understand now," Zhang Han said calmly, ignoring the other's anger.

Li Chen wasn't faring much better—his red shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging to his body and highlighting his broad, muscular frame; the shirt was smeared with gray handprints, evidence of how fiercely he had clashed with Jin Chenlong.

Jin Yuxuan's phone vibrated on the dining table, pulling Li Qingya's thoughts back—she stared curiously at the man still eating.

"Thank you, Brother Xu," Liu Yueyin said to Xu Lingtian, but her gaze flickered toward Su Zecai.

Given how often An Yi had heard it before, she was so familiar with the sound that she knew who it was without turning around.

Chen Mu felt not the slightest discomfort after being instantly humiliated; his smile was as radiant as if he'd found a mountain of gold.

On that day, all vehicles traveling on National Highway 104 were informed that road construction ahead required detours. Soldiers clad in camouflage, armed and armed, stood guard every three steps and posted sentries every five, sealing off the five-kilometer stretch before and after Youling completely.

More importantly, the Evil King Shi Zhixuan was a ruthless, unrestrained man—he lacked the moral constraints of orthodox experts and differed from other demonic sect masters; when Shi Zhixuan killed, he was truly without restraint, acting purely on whim. Thus, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel some concern.

"What are you saying?" Jun Mojin and his group noticed the commotion from Jun Moyan and asked curiously.

What the hell is this? Is this boss programmed with absurdly high intelligence and sensed danger, triggering a transformation?

Listening to his subordinate's report, Luo Sha remained silent. He knew Wuji Ronglin was waiting for him now; as long as he didn't move, the other wouldn't act either.

"No need—I just want you to put me down," Rong Shang nearly burst into tears; if she rubbed him like that, would he even survive?

Fortunately, since acquiring the Assassin Equipment Slot, he had habitually stuffed all his weapons into it—all the countless throwing knives he'd exchanged from the system's store; since they were the same item, even with great quantity, they occupied only one inventory slot.

But under current circumstances, everyone present had companions captured by these Fusu players, leaving them constantly constrained—they could only take one step at a time.

The sixth level was unexpectedly lit—by clear, penetrating light. The tower was octagonal, and each of its eight sides had a window open; the white snow outside cast its glow inside. Da Bao sat on the southern windowsill, his back to them, legs dangling outward.

Han Yixian had already arranged two trucks with canopies to conceal the nighttime retrieval of supplies from the space.

Liu Jiaxin, listening nearby, felt intense envy as her cousin was about to marry He Zhenhua; she had repeatedly tried to get close to Han Yixian without success, yet her cousin had already moved so swiftly to marriage talks with He Zhenhua.