Chapter 961: Living and dying together, dimming spirits

The endless ocean, the vast Northern Sea.

Inside an ancient, simple palace on the seabed, three figures sat facing each other, the atmosphere incredibly oppressive.

After a long while, two of the strangely-featured individuals nodded solemnly, as if agreeing to something.

The aged, scholarly man opposite them smiled slightly, bowed to the two, and then departed with composure.

After he left, the remaining two exchanged glances, their expressions extremely strange.

"Li Canghai is actually willing to give the North—"

Yet, someone as proud as him was directly ignored in front of Xu Le; naturally, he could not stand it.

The man paced irritably for two steps, just about to say something, when the world suddenly began to shake and tremble, and the bluestone house began to shed dust in rustles. Cheng Pansheng instantly activated his spiritual sense, stabilizing the items in the room to prevent them from collapsing and hitting anyone.

Although the Jianghai City police had long wanted to uproot this Green Dragon Gang, for so many years, the Green Dragon Gang had still remained firmly rooted in this North District.

"I'm learning from a toad to curse it. I remember that's how a toad calls. Don't say, although this toad is a bit unreliable, it still has guts. It takes courage to curse someone with a higher cultivation base than oneself," Mu Qing said without the slightest embarrassment.

Right now, his speed was already at its limit; furthermore, the effect of using the Instant Body Technique at such a high altitude was not ideal. It would be very difficult to dodge these weapons head-on.

Therefore, after entangling for a while, Li Youxi and Man Tun relied on their seasoned experience to break away from the battlefield. However, when Li Youxi returned to the psychiatric hospital, he discovered that beneath the surface of everything appearing normal, it seemed as if everything had changed.

The aura of loneliness, desolation, confusion, and silence appeared on Wang Xun once again. The sword intent of the three-foot green blade in his hand was like a giant dragon sleeping in the abyss waking up, erupting with the first fierce might it had shown in this realistic human world. It had also returned to the years when it accompanied Wang Xun in hacking through the void.

Yuan Ya'er said with a smile; it was clear she was truly happy and not pretending.

In order to keep his younger brother away from the difficulties caused by those relatives within the clan, Bu Lanna Sheyev temporarily placed him at the Fantas family home. Unexpectedly, there were still people there who did not welcome him.

"Young Master Yi, it's me. Do you still remember me?" Since it was an old acquaintance, Chu Xuan leaped down from the sail and walked toward the pavilion where the other person was.

"Xinyan, what do you mean?" This time, Ye Jinglan did not call Ling Xinyan 'Zixuan', but 'Xinyan'—Ling Xinyan's Xinyan.

Si Biyi let go. Having tasted the sweetness, Mu Lianzhi launched a further offensive. She took the initiative to climb onto his neck, nose to nose, their breaths gradually intertwining.

"What?" Guo Jia was also stunned. Could it be that they weren't going to wait here until the siege ended and the results were out before returning?

There were no soldiers in the city, only unarmed commoners. The commoners looked at one another, not knowing what to do.

The goal was to provoke the boys in the class, and then have both sides clash, naturally evolving into a mass brawl.

Looking down at the entire Qingjiang, one could only see four cities, like cities embedded on an island. All sides were protected by powerful barriers, so the monsters that did not belong to Qingjiang or the Demon Realm could only wander in that ethereal space.

After resting for a night at the Qixing Society headquarters, Chu Xuan got up early the next day before dawn to bid farewell to Xiang Dong and Han Yuan.

At the customs exit not far away, staff in red uniforms pulled up the barrier. Newly arrived passengers walked out in a bustle, looking for suitable transportation.

"Damn it... how do I stop..." Luo Tian looked at the solid wall in front of him, seeing that he was about to crash into it. If he crashed, although he wouldn't be seriously hurt, he would definitely be in a sorry state.

The living beings of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Realm were not weaker than anyone! Then how were they defeated back then, being continuously crushed in battle after battle, until in the end, even the Six Paths of Reincarnation were destroyed, leaving only two of the six worlds they relied on for survival?