Chapter 940

When William was dragged out of the place where he had been emperor for over a decade by several burly men from Anan Security, he was completely stunned.

So much had happened today—Digital Harbor Company had no sense of honor at all. In William’s expectation, shouldn’t they have negotiated with him, accepted his terms, and gradually taken over Port City Telecom from him?

But what had Digital Harbor Company done? They had directly sent over a dozen

On the way to the “Ghost Ship” Byron, Lei had already heard the news of Sorensen’s death from Kaixi, whose death had now been confirmed.

“Lu Fang? The old man riding the dragon?” An Zi was utterly baffled; a gut feeling told him he’d messed up badly.

Jia Zuo and Qiu Xuan had just finalized their plans when Tuo Ba Jie and Mu Rong Lan arrived outside the door. Jia Zuo hurried forward to bow, then welcomed them inside.

Seeing this, Lu Yu said nothing—he immediately controlled the Zi Yin into his spiritual space, where it was instantly enveloped by red alien energy. The red alien energy churned violently, eager to burrow into the Zi Yin.

Within the entire imperial city, only he, You Wen Tian, Tian Can Sou, Du Gu Shi Er, and Old Master Dong Fang were five Great Masters of the Spirit Transformation realm.

Moreover, Star City’s location is absurd—it lies like a cement pipe across the backside of Tian Qiao Star, receiving no sunlight whatsoever. If its cross-section were aligned directly toward Yan Yang and synchronized with Tian Qiao Star’s rotation, it would not only gain day-night cycles but also drastically cut operational costs.

These two noble titles could be permanently inherited, making them far more prestigious than other titles that required constant demotion.

“Young Master Lin, you didn’t just save me before—you brought my lover and all my companions back to life…” Chao Zizai looked at Lin Yi, his voice trembling.

Looking at the white-winged robe across from her, Luo Wan remained silent for a long while before finally uttering those words—words that struck Lin Yi’s chest like a heavy bomb.

What no one expected was that Zhu Youzhen’s other trusted confidant, Zhang Hanjie, held the same opinion as Jing Xiang: to retreat directly to Luoyang. This surprised Zhu Youzhen greatly.

Clearly, he didn’t take Sun Yiming seriously—even though Sun was only one rank away from the top ten.

The first-rank noble title, Gong Shi, though ordinary, was one rank above soldiers, granting an annual stipend of about fifty shi of grain, plus one qing of land, one residence, and one servant.

As the Daoist Sect’s mind raced, Mu Feng let out a light laugh. The Azure Golden Tiger Head Spear shot forth with a spiraling force, stabbing fiercely toward his throat.

Using the power of the formation, they kept the seawater out while also masking their aura and providing defense—even if a cultivator flew overhead, they could not detect the cave’s existence.

Yet Mu Feng, within the space, clearly felt the environment turn bitterly cold as He Lian Zhu struck with his palm.

As Tian Chen rose just three zhang off the ground, a crushing gravity descended upon him like a sudden punch to the face—he lost balance and fell. This delay allowed the rift high above to widen fully, and another invisible Buddha hand, twice the size of the previous one, descended toward the Altar of Heaven.

The governor of Yunzhou was certain: by revealing these secrets to the three, he showed he had full confidence in killing them and silencing them forever.

Ji Ling licked his lips, his battle fervor intensifying. The Spear of Pear Blossoms was one of the Five Great Marvelous Arts of the World; to fight against it—even if he died beneath it—would be an honor.

Where was Mu Yang right now? After the golden explosion, he had effectively perished alongside Li Luo. Yet neither their spiritual consciousness nor their soul fragments had vanished—they existed within the cosmos.

He hurled the Heaven-Stabilizing Pagoda into the air. Its thirty-three levels shifted endlessly—each level a different heaven, each level a different world, each level a different universe.

She remembered how, when Zhou Chongcheng was hospitalized, his mother had angrily mentioned Qian Bin—this time, she would likely be even angrier.