Chapter 112

Lu Chen, who was fully immersed in cultivation, attempting to break through to the Ninth-Level Seal Qi Realm, suddenly noticed signs of disturbance in the inner rock walls of Huoyun Mountain above him. Intrigued, he paused his cultivation, lifted his head, and released his Nascent Soul spiritual sense to sense the surroundings—he realized many cultivators were hastily fleeing the volcano.

This retaliation had finally reached a relatively satisfactory conclusion. This also allowed Wu Shigong to breathe a great sigh of relief. But now, the Ruthless Reputation of the Runing Army had spread thoroughly throughout Henan.

A dozen or so White-Headed Vulture Kings were also highly alert; sensing trouble, they flapped their wings and flew away, yet did not go far—instead, they perched on distant hilltops, watching.

The black-clad man silently cried within: It must be the middle sword shadow that's real—it must be!

As someone of the same social stratum as Xiao Shiji, Du Hengshuang deeply understood Xiao Shiji's fury and suppressed resentment. Their two families had once been two perfect households; now, both were shattered, their members scattered across the world. In the end, wasn't it all because those in power treated human lives as worthless, regarding the common folk as less than human?

Chen Chu did not disturb Yang Qing. He had Hao Bing prepare the personnel, then entered the Illusory Realm's Dry Pool to wait for him.

"Die…" Lu Chen's rage ignited; he gave Nan Ming no further chance. With a sudden split of his hands, the colossal black dragon tore Nan Ming's blue flame dragon into two halves.

This district attracted many envious eyes, and naturally, troublemakers came frequently. But the five gangs' solid foundations, combined with Ji Gu Yun's alliance with several other major districts that likewise controlled vast territories and monopolized resources, ensured this place remained firmly under his control—for now.

Seeing Yun Ye's confident expression, Yue Daoqing was overjoyed—but when he heard the words "Illusory Sea Coral," not only he, but everyone who heard it froze in surprise.

In truth, Liao Fan was slightly astonished by his perceptiveness. Years of special forces training had given him an above-average perceptual ability, but since his ability had awakened, this sense had become even more acute.

The Martial Emperor transformed into his true form: a rhinoceros resembling a unicorn. He let out a low roar, crouched on the ground, utterly unable to move.

Simultaneously, another thirty-story building stood opposite, jutting abruptly into the ruins of Dongzhou Prefecture after the war. It did not resemble a pitchfork stuck in a pile of rotten fish; rather, it looked more like a monument marking a traitor to the Federation.

Xu Feiyue studied the map for a while and realized this location was identical to the place where the abbot of Feiyun Temple was trapped.

"Long live! Our lord is a heavenly deity!" The young men were instantly awed, shouting in unison and kneeling en masse.

Trial? Hah, you may trial if you wish—but if you think you can gain some advantage, sorry, you've come to the wrong place. My gaze turned icy, and even Li Yuanyu felt my fury—he gave me a strange look.

At this moment, he radiated a surging aura of killing intent—clearly, being sucked into the gourd had enraged him utterly.

A true immortal who had endured the Thunder Tribulation and achieved eternal life. Moreover, in the Immortal Realm, he had once been a famed powerhouse, his strength terrifyingly immense.

"Old man, drink the bloodwater first—this can't be kept too long. Save the clear water for last." Seeing his Fang Laoban take out the clear water only after receiving his approval, Di Qiu urgently called out to stop him.

Recalling this, a sweet smile curled her lips as she gazed tenderly up at him.

The two were locked in a bitter battle, their tempers flaring. As their true energy erupted, both began spitting blood in large gulps.

Guan Gu pulled his keys from his damp pant pocket, unlocking the door while speaking up for the suspicious middle-aged man.

The stall where the sharp-faced man was selecting raw jade was only about ten meters away. Chen Rui had deliberately raised his voice, and the man heard every word—immediately, he was half-dead with rage.

Ji Ciyuan blinked, glanced at Lin Manrong, who was clearly displeased, and suddenly felt inexplicably cheerful.

"Really? Then I won't be polite!" Qin Lin'er laughed, her eyes like crescent moons—beautiful indeed.

After a while, the consciousness returned again. Ding Hao didn't dare move, sinking into a brief, dead silence. As for Zhao Yu, the consciousness completely ignored him.

Wu Jian was the Princess's personal attendant. Originally, the Princess had not intended to take Wu Jian to the frontier, but after Wu Jian pleaded repeatedly, she finally agreed.

Everyone assumed Lin Zhuo, even if drinking, would pour it into a cup—but no one expected him to drink straight from the bottle.

Su Xu and Lin Yaxi continued chatting together; Zhao Xinxin and Nie Zhen also gathered to converse, while Zhao Yan and Huang Youran watched them from the side with complex, resentful gazes.

He thought: Their attack this time seemed too easy. How could Jingcheng Palace do nothing?

Fan Haixin dragged Lu Daochong into the water; the cool sensation restored Lu Daochong from the sensation of weightlessness.

The Li family's Heavenly Masters had been passed down for generations; he simply could not believe Li Tai'an was truly worthless.

Liao Feihua kept running forward, but no matter how far he ran, Meng Youqi's piercing laughter always echoed in his ears.

Ning Su had now lost all hope. After uttering a single "fine," she retracted her sword and brought it across her throat.

Of the nine Blade Masters, not even a minute had passed before all their thighs had been slashed repeatedly by Tian Gou—but each time, the Snake People restored them, repositioning themselves once more between Tian Gou and Ming She.

When encountering enemies, you must resolve them swiftly and decisively. The longer you delay, the more likely unforeseen circumstances will arise.

The Celestial Fox lacked sufficient power, so it could not spare enough energy to stabilize this space against such terrifying forces. Li Tai'an suspected that when he first launched his attack, similar traces had appeared—but since he hadn't paid attention, he hadn't noticed.

Du Cheng squinted, his eyes darting back and forth, filled with inquiry—as if he'd just formed an idea.

The next day, Su Qin, too excited to sleep, rose early from bed, prepared breakfast, and prepared to leave.