Chapter 153: A Mere Tongxuan Realm

Chen Ye stepped out of the main gate of the Ancestral Spirit Hall and found the once-bustling square had grown desolate.

Previously, dozens or even a hundred people guarded each tribal leader; now, only a handful remained.

The arena battle was about to begin, and each tribe could send only three participants.

Everyone respected the rules, truly leaving only three people present.

Qiqigesang and Feng Huaiyu had been waiting here long ago; seeing Chen Ye emerge, they hurried forward to greet him.

Qiqigesang first anxiously

Zheng Hao nodded and smiled, saying, "This is possible. Soon there will be even more fun things; I will come find you then." "What even more fun things?" Arale asked.

After Second Aunt chanted this spell, a sudden change erupted; what had been fine silver threads instantly began to swell, then exploded once more, binding the fat Yi like a zongzi, unable to raise any further storm.

This is for the best; at least the youth Helian Xuanyu, tasting love for the first time, will not suffer as the original 'he' did.

"You actually left a Yuan Shen imprint on it? Then it seems I cannot spare you." Zheng Hao's divine sense surged in, instantly destroying the Yuan Shen imprint that Dan Chunqiu had left within the Tie Tian Lian. Dan Chunqiu spat out a mouthful of old blood, his spirit immediately withering.

"Very well, we can only do so. We hope the Princess will have a good solution when she arrives; otherwise, it is Heaven that seeks to destroy our Wolf Clan." Hearing this, these Wolf Clan priests suppressed their originally agitated emotions and silently prayed to the heavens.

Footsteps came from not far away; she hurriedly hid behind discarded scrap metal, holding her breath and watching the approaching person.

Nan Jinxuan had promised Chu Yao he would not interfere with the rear courtyard matters, but that did not mean he could not secretly keep watch; he arranged people to guard the two exits, intending to make her taste the feeling of crying to heaven without answer and crying to earth without response—these were exactly the experiences Chu Yao had endured before.

At the same moment Ye Rufeng vanished, the blood within the bloodstains on the ground also stopped transmitting, then slowly receded and disappeared.

Unknowingly, because everyone present was frantically drawing the spiritual essence from the Phantom Moon Spring, the originally milky-white spring water gradually returned to a state of empty clarity.

Just as he was puzzled, he saw Wei Huang shake his wrist; a string of obsidian bracelets swept before the garden's eyes.

Her expression had gradually become tranquil, and her demeanor more solemn, yet others could not understand at all what they were saying.

Mountains and rivers shook, earth dragons changed course, and city walls crumbled; could such power truly be possessed by mortals?

The surrounding audience was also murmuring in discussion. Even Lin Di could not make sense of it; others must have been even more astonished.

"At the same time, outside the city, the very next moment darkness suddenly shrouded the entire southern camp gate, He Man, responsible for the first charge, immediately shouted out in loud joy.

And just as Guan Xiaojun and He Yongming were speaking, He Yongsheng, far away in Demon Capital, was convening a general meeting in the newly purchased villa.

"Sorry, I feared he would pounce directly, so I kicked him away immediately!" the Blind Monk said somewhat apologetically.

Dark Saga retracted his thrown fist, looked at the dazed Dark Great Void Earth on the ground, and his body dissolved into points of light, vanishing from sight.

"I'm going to the restroom!" Ji Han stood up, announced it to everyone, and then walked straight outside.

Thunder Shoulder raised his arm and swung heavily at the flying crescent-shaped light. Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, that light was shattered in one strike by Thunder Shoulder, dissolving into points of light that fell to the ground and vanished with the wind.

Ye Kai's eyes showed a smile again, as if he too was very satisfied with everything he had seen. He strode forward, sat down opposite Fu Hongxue.

Setting aside whether Jian Chenghao made such a choice because of her status as Mrs. Bei, judging solely by his recent remarks, he had already assumed the posture of moral kidnapping.

Yun Lingxiao indeed had many cunning thoughts; her mind, if not used for sinister scheming against people, but instead used for caring for people, was very endearing.