Chapter 210: Everyone Is Struggling

The General of the Heavenly Pillar's mansion.

Before Er Zhu Rong marched south, he also transferred He Ba Sheng, who had been guarding Take Pingcheng.

With sufficient elite troops and fierce generals assembled, Er Zhu Rong marched south toward Luoyang.

But not long ago, news arrived from Hengzhou: without He Ba Sheng to hold the line, the surrounding Hu Ren had erupted in chaos.

Hengzhou was no ordinary place—it was the stronghold of Er Zhu Rong's Northern faction.

If this place fell into disorder, it could easily spread disaster to Jinyang.

And Yuan

Before Nanxi could react, Zhuo Ling dragged her backstage, where a long, narrow corridor connected the church and all surrounding buildings. One side bore murals of exotic lands; the other, a latticed wall through which sunlight streamed in dappled, faint patches.

"Boss, a private room!" Di Jing entered dressed as a Young Master and shouted, while Mu Yuncheng, plainly attired, entered slowly from behind—others perceived the two as having a baffling master-servant dynamic.

The tent was now packed with people: besides Mo Yiyue and the two who had just spoken, there were Ye Feiyu and Yang Ling, Chu Shuiyao and Lu Xiao, Mu Yun, plus numerous heroes and several Commandants.

Refining a furnace cauldron requires more than just the Five Elements' essences; those essences are merely the primary materials, and additional spiritual herbs are still needed—in total, refining one furnace cauldron demands over a hundred heavenly treasures.

Since the magic side already has someone using angels to act, the "key" to advancing the "Imaginary Mathematics Zone" must be prepared.

When the Qi soldiers heard Liu Qi's shout, their morale also faltered, for they too knew there was support—otherwise they would not have held on this long.

Before reaching Luocheng, they had long sent out numerous scouts to gather intelligence on Luocheng, for knowing oneself and the enemy ensures victory in every battle; if one cannot even discern the enemy's situation, how can one speak of what comes next?

"Ruoxi, Liu Ruoxi—what a beautiful name!" Shang Zheng said, utterly entranced. Ji Lingsheng rolled his Bai Yan—look at you, blinded by lust; even if her name were Cuihua, you'd think it sweet.

One hundred meters tall, cast entirely in gold. Standing like a celestial god between heaven and earth, its height far surpassed that of the Great Kun Dynasty's imperial palace. Its expression was exquisitely lifelike; even as a statue, it was enough to instill dread in any martial cultivator below the Heavenly Rank.

Now, the entire village had vanished—even the livestock was gone, not a single animal left.

After days of continuous meetings, the Blue Star Clan's high command had reviewed every scrap of intelligence gathered from the entire Spirit Star. Seeing the red-marked demon invasion zones on the central holographic map grow ever larger, everyone's anxiety deepened.

An Yifei said nothing; his fingers opened and closed, and two water-elemental spirits suddenly materialized in midair.

"Second Elder, calm yourself—why rush so impulsively?" The First Elder paid no mind to the earlier scene; seeing Lin Da unharmed, he asked casually.

Suddenly, a figure dashed toward them from afar, stumbling heavily, crying out: "Brother Zhang! Brother Zhang!" Zhang Zongfang jolted awake, looked up—and saw Tie Shan approaching in utter disarray, while countless powerful spells slammed relentlessly behind him.

The wedding day had become too low-key; they could only hover, linger, and cling to fate's path in the darkest corners. The unbearable length of days without ever seeing light had made them increasingly agitated.

Although DreamWorks' building was only a dozen or so stories tall, each office was spacious—An Yifei's was like a palace.

"Lord Guo, has Fang somehow managed to intercept your Nine Stars in a Row?" Fang Shaoyuan's face was ghastly, like a dying man's, yet he asked calmly.

Under the pull of this terrifying suction, the three Kong Que Kings nearby, witnessing it all, were terrified beyond measure. They tried to cast spells to flee but could not resist the overwhelming pull; paralyzed by fear, they were pinned helplessly in place.

The moon hung like a crescent hook in the sky; the wooden yacht drifted idly near a reef, anchored loosely. The seawater desalination device aboard was genuine technology—an American military submarine model An Yifei had purchased, eliminating any need for him to carve a Water Gathering Array.

To aid Fang Shaoyuan's plan, the Cold Chi Ancestor feigned a deadlock with this division of spirit.

According to the original novel, Fu Feng was portrayed as domineering, ruthless, cold-blooded, and arrogant. Today's incident was indeed his fault—he failed to stop General Gao from drinking—but he had genuinely been unaware of General Gao's health condition. As the saying goes: ignorance excuses blame.

He always felt this Xunhuan Zhenren was clearly someone with very peculiar tastes.

Add to that Luo Long's 229cm arms and large hands, and this Chinese man deliberately raised the shooting angle… When Luo Long finally released the ball calmly, the two Kansas University defenders could only watch helplessly as the basketball arced toward the hoop.

Liu Wei took a deep breath, compressed the Sword Intent space into his consciousness sea, shielding his spirit and preserving the last thread of clarity.

Earning five million by dining with fans—if it got out, wouldn't it look like some kind of transaction? Yet thinking of Su Yan Dong and Song Xi, that kind and gentle elderly couple, they didn't seem like people with ill intentions at all.

"Enough talk—deploy the charging beam on the mechanical dog!" Liu Xun smiled lightly at the opponent, assuming he was being disrespected; the youthful, impetuous youth immediately ordered the mechanical dog to attack.

"Father, I believe anti-corruption must be done—but selectively. Those with exceptional ability may be set aside for now, even granted temporary promotions." Zhu Biao smiled, a sly glint flashing across his face.

Marquis Jinghai Wu Zhen could not withstand the people of Liushu Island's enthusiasm, so he wrote into his memorial whether to annex Liushu and submitted it to court for Old Zhu's decision.

This time, Zhou Zimo did not refuse; he took the phone and skillfully entered his number.

Liu Sanbian nodded, bowed again to the crowd, then turned and plunged into the crowd without looking back—though his slightly reddened eyes betrayed that his heart was far from as carefree as his demeanor suggested.

But Ye Yi still had her place her fingerprint; since she hadn't registered before, Ye Yi also had her register an ID—but "Ye Rou" was already taken, so she chose "Rou Ye."