Chapter 605: The Soaring Dragon

The Land God's face turned pale: "We haven't yet forged the Divine Seal, yet Zai Heng has already deposed and installed the Capital City God—now that he possesses a treasure capable of restraining the Divine Path, we—"

"Just obey quietly. Disobey, and you die either way." Zai Heng's voice, tinged with delight, rose from the pit's depths.

Then her figure floated lightly into the air, hovering three zhang above the ground, holding the "Zai Heng Seal" in her palm, smiling: "Without the 'God-Smashing Brick,' I still depose and install the Capital City God. You—"

Ji Chengyong's gamble of a defense still bought his teammates precious reaction time; the giant Chi Dongyuan also sprinted forward at full speed to catch up.

Barely as he retreated, the sword tip slashed across his face, leaving a gruesome bloody gash.

"That's right—I beat him, so what? Don't think just because you're good with your hands, you're something special. He's in my hands now. Kneel before me right now, or I'll kill him." Long Ge, seeing his hostage in control, felt some tension ease from his chest.

After leaving Lanjing Xuan, the group headed toward their final destination: Guangyuan Tower, the largest of the three businesses. Rumor had it Guangyuan Tower didn't just have several branches across Hunyu Continent, but branches throughout the entire Great Road—evidencing its profound depth.

Seeing Qin Tian's firm resolve, she finally agreed. She didn't believe she could lose; for years she had been nearly invincible. She wouldn't be defeated by this Asian.

At one moment, Jiang Wei's right fist rapidly condensed vast spiritual power; countless lightning bolts blazed brilliantly, then unleashed an extraordinarily powerful force, striking the space before him with no flourish whatsoever.

Zheng Xiang spoke these words and turned to walk into the city gate; when he reached the gate, he stopped.

"Yiyi, do you think this counts as growing old together?" On the street, Han Wen's strong, weathered fingers threaded through Yao Yi's slender, pale ones. As he raised his gaze, he saw faint white snowflakes still clinging to her hair—and suddenly spoke from the heart.

A childish voice rang out. Su Wanning opened her eyes to see a basket nearly overflowing with fresh, tender mountain bamboo shoots.

"Beijing? That means he's also a student at Qingda?" Cheng Lin's brow furrowed at the news about Han Wen, but driven by her wild, far-fetched idea, she pressed on: "Are you sure?"

After all, nearly everyone now believed Li Yang could reach the thirtieth step of the Divine Path. His limit was still far off.

Xiangyang was in chaos; any merchant with even a hint of sensitivity had shut their doors. Who dared open for business? Not to mention street vendors. Walking the streets, all was desolate; pedestrians were few, and those who ventured out hurried past, revealing not a trace of the grandeur befitting a famed metropolis.

"To resurrect someone, you must first recover the lost time! More precisely, you must reconnect the severed timeline."

Yang Feng's sword strike looked ordinary at first glance, but when his ice blade drew near, the hidden mysteries within became apparent.

Strange—really daring to force entry? Who gave Lei Ao the courage to provoke the various clans? Shi Wuding?

Hu Yuer held the Purple Star Soft Sword, shielding Hu Meier behind her, while the demonic phoenix's crimson feathers unleashed a storm of arrows.

Instead, she let the rain fall upon her, its dampness soothing, easing a little of the boredom in this endless wait.

If he truly had to face a professional in a formal match, Chu Nan would almost certainly lose—but if it came to the odds of sinking a shot in one try, he'd have a far greater chance.

"You're joking, right? To shoot a movie, you need military training first? Three months? Add the filming schedule, you'll be stuck in camp for half a year?" Qin Jinghong's mouth hung open wide enough to swallow an egg.

"Li Ersheng, think carefully: what exactly did you say to the escaped Cai Datou—the man with the scar by his eye? I want you to repeat every single word you spoke to him today." Wang He said to Li Ersheng.