Chapter 150: It Is York City

Goose City, Fudong Fisheries.

"Master, a letter from your company."

Hearing the postman's voice, the old man in the guard post was just about to nod when he saw a stack of envelopes block his view.

A quick glance showed there were at least a dozen.

"Comrade, young comrade!"

He hurriedly called out to the postman who had already climbed onto his bicycle, pointing at the stacked letters and asking:

"Have you delivered these? We haven't had a letter here in eight hundred years, so why suddenly..."

Before her words finished, she unleashed a flying artifact shaped like a long ribbon, scooped up Qi Ziming beside her, and hurriedly flew into the sky, rushing straight out of the clouds and mist.

With a high-speed spin, Boot King broke free from the quicksand, even lifting more than three meters off the ground. Finally, with a full-body tremor that scattered all the sand he had stirred up, he landed steadily on the sand.

"Something is about to happen!" Yang Lan felt greatly excited! She clasped her hands, squinted her eyes happily, and looked proudly at the crowd behind her. Her heart was filled with great anticipation; the frustration from just moments ago was instantly cast to the nine heavens.

The previous failure made Yang Tian realize he did not understand the Insect Race well enough; he needed to absorb the entire Insect Race inheritance first before starting the next attempt.

"What was that just now?" Lei Meng was a swordsman; she handled sonic attacks better than Qi Fan, stabilizing her body with only a slight wobble.

The old monsters exchanged opinions in a few words, finally classifying this leakage of demonic energy as a natural fluctuation of the Demon-Hunting Tower. They already had their own matters to attend to; now that the problem seemed solved, they each returned to their original places.

Death was imminent; Tai Chu Yao was extremely unwilling, but he could not move a muscle, unable to even make a final struggle before dying.

Jiang Yanan also knew that in terms of combat, she was no match for that assassin, so she could only use a gun; she was quite confident in her marksmanship.

Upon hearing this, the crowd murmured in shock. No one expected that within the consciousness sea of such a powerful Half-Step Supreme, there would still be such powerful prohibitions restricting him. This Holy Sheep Clan was truly perverted.

The key to the problem now is whether these dreams he has experienced and is about to experience are products created by his own subconscious or by the Nightmare Fairy.

Zhu Da did not care about these things; rather, the rules had been established with great difficulty, and if left unchecked, things would easily descend into chaos. However, regarding this matter, he could only offer this reminder.

The living room and other areas occupied these past few days were reorganized, with furniture arranged according to regulations; the courtyard also needed sweeping. The servants were busy until they were covered in sweat, constantly coming and going.

However, besides that, I must also say I am sorry. As for why—I am afraid both of us know clearly in our hearts.

In less than just two months, the Shu Kingdom had already lost more than half its territory. The new ruler, Meng Chang, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but with such a vast disparity in strength and no capable people in the Shu Kingdom, he could only turn to Buddhism for help.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng quickly gave Hong Hai'er a signal. Hong Hai'er stamped his foot with a bitter expression, and a cloud of qi rose from the ground to lift these people up. The crowd did not know this was Hong Hai'er's technique; they all assumed it was Fang Zheng's, regarding Fang Zheng with awe as if he were a celestial being, filled with even greater reverence.

The Body-Refining Clone was overjoyed, so for the time that followed, he simply entered seclusion in the rift between the Six Realms, focusing all his efforts on cultivating the Undying and Imperishable.

Gong Shuting watched the figure flying rapidly toward his direction. Yes, it was truly correct; the divination he cast for Yu Weiyang sixteen years ago had not been wrong at all. This child possessed extraordinary talent and immense spiritual power, and furthermore, today he had witnessed the omen of the Phoenix Shocking the World.

This time was different from before; they left the Sun Family gate openly and properly. Members of the Sun Family voluntarily cleared a path, and the group of five walked away slowly with heads held high.