Chapter 165: Breach Hulao

The autumn wind blew, and both banks of the Yellow River were filled with a chilling aura.

Wang Yuanshen knew that prolonging this would harm him, so after using ruthless methods to execute deserters and instill fear, he did not rest for more than a few days before deploying his troops before Hulao Pass.

The army formation stretched twenty li, its might overwhelming.

Yet within Hulao Pass, they remained armed and alert.

From Li Shuang’s subordinate generals down to ordinary cavalrymen, all were eager to fight.

Murong Jian suddenly came to his senses and roared: “Murong Xue, what are you doing?” He flipped his wrist and struck out with his palm toward Murong Xue.

Jing Wan viewed it with relatively normal eyes—well, if you removed the overly contrived, vulgar gestures, it was actually quite decent.

He refrained from further torment because he knew that Zi Feng, as the leader of the Immortal Phoenix clan of the Spirit Realm, had already lowered her head to apologize—that was more than enough; if he demanded genuine sincerity, that proud old phoenix would surely fly into a rage.

He pressed his two fingers hard, attempting to seal the acupoints near the ankle to stop the bleeding, but after probing several major points, none seemed effective.

Yet judging by Jun Qianchou’s tense, fearful expression, could this intruder be one of his enemies?

As for the most rampant forces today—the Demon Palace, Meishan Sect, and others—their true source of fear lay in their unique mystery.

Jun Youliang felt a chill run down his spine; he wanted to assert his status as an uncle and rebuke them, but he also knew that Feng Caitian had forbidden him from revealing his identity, meaning he clearly did not want these people to know. So Jun Youliang gritted his teeth, forced himself to endure his discomfort, and let Jun Qingling scrutinize him.

Of course, he did not give up; he tried again, but the result was the same—he had just condensed black fire above his head when Liu Bing activated the Talisman Banner to seal all directions, causing the black fire to instantly dissipate.

The Li family’s young master, seeing his sister had agreed, could do nothing despite his reluctance—he followed her wishes and carried her into Su Jinqing’s room.

In other words, on the boxing ring, you have no freedom to choose life or death—you can only fight for survival.

But over the past ten thousand years, the highest achievement among Sanmiao Palace disciples had been merely attaining the Two Yin-Yang Wheel.

Amid the drifting ashes of decay, his gaze sharpened like a blade, fixed on the face of the ambushers at the cliff’s edge.

Lan Zhi stared blankly at Chu Feng; that smile looked utterly wrong—like a forced grin after losing one’s parents.

“I always dreamed of having a child with him… now it’s utterly impossible…” No wonder the nine-tailed fox, who had cultivated for a thousand years, wept so desperately without a single hiccup.

“Frost Wolf Explosion!” Lin Fan smiled faintly and unleashed a Frost Wolf Explosion directly onto the Vampire Count’s body, while simultaneously commanding the illusion of Medusa to cast a Curse of Vengeance.

Hearing that voice, I instantly sensed danger and stepped back hastily, eyes scanning every corner around me.

Zhou Biyu now had many unanswered questions; she also felt that her son, Su Yang, seemed truly no longer the same boy she had known before.

In the distance, a white shadow flickered faintly in the daylight, its presence ethereal, as if it might sink like the setting sun at any moment.

Dongfang Ding: I believe this is the essence of my unique charm, while the other soul hidden within my body serves as my effective complement.

At six the next morning, the five were awakened by hunger, drank their fill of river water, then resumed digging the tunnel.

When Li Bai retrieved his phone, he saw four missed calls: one from an unknown number, three from Leng Ruobing.

Li Qingfeng and Zhao Yunhan both gaped. Li Qingfeng imagined Qin Hua spending millions of dollars as casually as tossing a few dollars to a beggar.