Chapter 188: My Lord, It

Chu Yi drew the Xuan Huang Treasure Sword slowly and calmly; though it had no sword spirit, the blade itself was a supreme treasure, especially its Xuan Huang qi, sufficient to sever all things.

Not long ago, when Pure Yang Heaven discussed the Source of Order, the issue of the Source forced him to abandon concern for mortal affairs—but at this moment, Pure Yang did not know that his own son was facing an ancient wolf clan.

Bai Qingyang immediately blocked with his three fox tails, which snapped without hesitation; Bai Qingyang screamed in agony.

At this moment, in the central hall of the Sun Temple, a previously extinguished oil lamp suddenly flared to life; everyone else in the hall realized then that La was returning.

Returning once more to this familiar hall, everything had changed. Wu Xin saw the couch that should have held Xia Hai Tang now bore her spirit tablet, appearing bleak and helpless—the longing of the living for her.

“Then, Young Master…” Gui Bian stole a glance at the Dragon Emperor and asked softly, a flicker of cunning in his eyes.

“Cai Wei!” Bai Su cried out; he saw Fang Caiwei bound tightly and lying on the cold ground, motionless—unconscious.

Looking closely, this girl had completely changed her look: her hair curled into big waves, she wore new clothes and pants, bought a pair of high heels, and walked with a crisp tap-tap-tap like a city office worker.

Only then did Ina Taneyuki realize this was truly not as she had imagined. Others now moved toward the restored Gai Bu, for they too wished to witness this moment—the rebirth of the Nine Pillar Gods had officially begun today.

The voting is now essentially over; my father lost badly—not only in outcome, but also in losing one of his best friends in life. I gritted my teeth and turned to look at my father; I saw he still could not emerge from his shock.

Lin Xiao furrowed his brows slightly; the Gate of Reincarnation within his body had activated, weaving invisible rules to shield him.

Glancing around at the others, the result was clear: aside from those in seclusion, absent, or deep in thought, everyone else wore expressions of gloom—no one had any valuable suggestion.

The donkey leapt like a large black dog, caught the meat, and swallowed it in three or two bites.

Medium-grade spirit herbs generally refer to those within five hundred years of age, with stable properties sufficient to meet alchemical needs.

Yuan Sihai sneered, his soul force shifted abruptly, unleashing an extremely vicious soul technique.

Chu Xun did not answer but asked instead: “Let me ask you—have Chen Qi and the others still remained here?” His greatest concern was not this lamp servant, but the Black Lamp so close at hand.

“General Liu, what’s the matter?” Wei Qinglie stood at the rear of the officer line and hurriedly asked as Liu Anbang rushed past.

Tao’er’s face turned pale; she could no longer speak. At this moment, she realized she was not as clever as she had thought, and the Noble Prince was nothing like the perpetually smiling, carefree lord she remembered—now that he said it, her actions today seemed like she had rushed here deliberately to die.

But Tu Yi made no effort to conceal his curiosity; he revealed it naturally. Most people would deliberately maintain the image of a sage, and this greatly increased Yu Tianhen’s favor toward him.

Song Jiang was just fainting when he saw the purple-robed man drag Yan Poqi away; the men, seeing Song Jiang flee, did not pursue him, instead dispersing to follow the purple-robed man.

Kuang Tu immediately used his Body-Shifting Technique to pass through the stone slab and flew into the secret chamber; then he waved his hand, releasing a burst of demonic flame to illuminate it.

After Tie Mo finished speaking, Kuang Tu turned his questioning gaze toward Li Chunfeng; to his surprise, Li Chunfeng’s face lit up with joy, as if a monk had seen the true Buddha.

In terms of spiritual force, though they had trained for twelve days, they had made zero progress—this was normal, since I myself took a long time before sensing spiritual force.

With a single thunderclap, all sound vanished. The Golden Knight became a crimson lightning bolt, piercing through the earth like a drill, encountering no resistance whatsoever; it tore straight through the dragon’s body, impervious even to divine weapons, leaving behind only a horrifying, blood-drenched gaping hole.

Soon after, Kuang Tu’s group escorted Tong Laoda into the Divine Wood Mountains. After traveling over ten miles of mountain paths, they climbed to the peak of a mountain.

How could an ordinary person newly arrived in the Underworld possibly live in such a fine place, when they couldn’t even afford a house in the common district?

I was supposed to be managing my company properly—how could I end up here, suddenly becoming the top leader of the enemy camp? That’s impossible, utterly illogical. I must have mistaken someone; or perhaps this enemy leader simply looks like my deputy.

Xiao Sheng nodded, knowing they had reached the limit. After all, Yu the Great built this dragon boat merely for convenient travel, not as a weapon.

In a haze, Yu Qianqian truly transformed into Yunzhu. He involuntarily cradled her face and gently kissed her.

Her heart held only that man, the immortal from the painting; all others were mere dust of the mortal world, unable to touch even his fingertip.

“I think I’d better call the reporters.” Jack reached toward the phone on the nearby low table.

So Sasuke decided that in the final stage of his life, he would visit familiar places to glimpse familiar people and things—but he never expected that perhaps because the Cat Lady’s place gave him such profound peace.

The broken wooden post narrowly missed Lin Miao’s neck by a hair’s breadth, embedding itself straight into the trunk of a tree behind him.

Dragon Young Master thought: as long as you don’t mistake one for eight, your cooking still tastes decent.

In her milky-white gaze, the blinding electric light shot toward her; Lin Miao gritted her teeth, enduring the surging numbness and pain in her body, and as the lightning was about to engulf her, she raised her right hand and brushed her chest-mounted timer.

After violent shaking, the spaceship entered the atmosphere—this was the former Helgai Planet, the world destroyed overnight, said to be Star’s stronghold.