Chapter 660: The Queen Mother of the West

In the center of the mirage fog, the wind was still and the waves calm; a small island basked in brilliant starlight.

The island was seven li long and five li wide, with a peak two hundred meters high rising at its center.

The island was shaded by lush green trees, densely planted with vegetation.

Not only were there the "fake Pangu peach trees" Xiao Yu wished to study, but also countless beautiful flowering plants.

Starlight draped them in a hazy, mysterious veil—serene and beautiful.

But Xiao Yu was not captivated by the thick, gnarled branches.

After countless battles, the Flame Emperor saw that the tiger-beast demons' assault was turning the tide against the imperial troops; he unleashed his magic power, leading the soldiers in a three-pronged counterattack, with crossbows clearing the way. The troops fought fiercely, charging without regard for their lives, finally crushing the tiger-beast demons' offensive momentum.

The demigods had just realized it when the space around them violently shifted—thousands of years of time rushed past, and they were helplessly swept into the flow of the ages.

Following his gaze, he saw ahead a city that towered to heaven and shook the earth; its walls gleamed black as steel, like a colossal dragon, scarred with cuts from swords and axes, thick with history and the scent of blood.

When Liu Fan heard that Lu Bu and others had submitted to Dong Zhuo, his sense of crisis surged. Liu Fan knew Lu Bu was from Wuyuan Commandery, which fell under Dong Zhuo's jurisdiction in Bing Province; and Lu Bu valued gold above all, even betraying his own kin—if Dong Zhuo offered a high enough price, Lu Bu would surely defect to him.

After receiving the order from the Beast King, the Tiger-Rat Demon King exploited the favorable terrain of Rat King Mountain to dig underground fortifications and construct defensive lines, aiming to delay the advance of the imperial troops and the scripture seekers, seeking an opportunity to ambush and kill the scripture seekers. To fulfill his battle plan, he entrusted the excavation task to his younger brother, the Leopard-Rat Demon King.

Could these five unfamiliar spirits before him truly not have entered here on purpose to cause destruction or steal the Dark Fragment? An Mo'er began to doubt.

As he thought this, the bedroom door suddenly swung open, and two large heads poked in. Without a doubt, it was Liu Chuanbin and Wu Xin, who had just been in the cafeteria.

"Little sister, why are you defending him so fiercely? Who exactly is he to you?" Liu Di instinctively believed Guan Xiaotong was pleading for Guo Nianfei, and nearly exploded with rage.

The Anxi and Da Yuezhi armies attacked Tian Feng's Western Liang Iron Cavalry from the west and south, threatening to encircle and annihilate them. This made Liu Fan anxious—he wanted to reach the battlefield as soon as possible.

Lin Yiying looked at Su Xiling's gaze with envy and jealousy—why was her fate so good? She herself was the princess, adored by all, yet it was Su Xiling who won the Emperor's deep favor. She was more beautiful, more noble.

The ghostly flames in the skull's eyes suddenly flickered, and a spectral shadow shot instantly from its hollow eye sockets.

Just a moment ago, when he sensed ahead, he detected an abyss of unimaginable depth blocking his path, leaving him with no escape.

"Son, come here," Yi's mother beckoned with a finger, motioning for Yi Jiuze to lean in close.

As he walked, for no apparent reason, a sudden chill ran through him—he felt as if something were watching him—but upon careful sensing, there was no trace of magical energy.

Shen Jiyang had created her new identity, Su Anle; she didn't know how he did it, but if he could do it, Sheng Jianan could too.

Zhou Chengchen's face flushed crimson—she had just been complaining, how had he twisted it into teasing her?

Gao Ziyan turned her head, murmured an acknowledgment, and took the half-slice of cake, broke off a piece, and put it in her mouth.

This has to be a trick, right? Lu Wang knew it well—but then he thought, actually, this was better: Yisi Ji and Hifililis sleeping in separate beds wouldn't seem isolated, would save money, and avoid awkwardness. Besides, he didn't need to sleep anyway—he could just organize his things nearby. Perfect.