Chapter 454

Vast righteous qi shook heaven and earth.

It tore through the suffocating pressure of heaven and earth, the beam of light stretching to the horizon.

The glorious, unyielding righteous qi, as solid as substance, grew steadily, expanding without restraint.

In less than a few dozen breaths, the righteous qi, rivaling the Ancestral Mountain, had fully formed, looming over the heavens, moving steadily with Dou Changsheng.

The effect it produced stunned the world.

“Elder, thank you.” Looking at the vanished Wan Changyun, Li Qing murmured softly; after his soul dispersed, starlike specks glowed upon the flames, brilliantly bright, then instantly sank into his third eye.

Moreover, Zhao Yi had received word that early this morning, several faction leaders had secretly sent messengers to meet Bai Fengju. What did these bastards plan to do? Did Zhao Yi not know?

After smiling at Xiang Shokang, Ruan Zhinan gripped the Fengran Sword wrapped in white cloth behind his back.

“Village chief, step aside. With your current condition, even a glancing blow from our battle could cost you your life,” Long Xingyu said coolly.

“You’re finally awake. Good… good.” She spoke slowly, moved slowly, inching herself out from the center of the bed, then stepped down onto the floor with deliberate grace, like someone pulled reluctantly from the depths of memory.

“I killed my own sect brother—I am unworthy before heaven and earth. What face do I have to meet you?” Su Jing’s voice was calm.

The chain was weak; Leng Ran could only stare at her, torn between laughter and tears. The message was clear: say it if you want.

But the enemy was not merely the liquid ghost Abuluo; Mo Luo Ghost Cheng San had been lurking nearby all along—partly to ensure Abuluo kept his promise, partly to probe Wang Chen’s strength and wait for an opening. Now that both sides were locked in stalemate, it was the perfect moment to strike—and why hold back?

All of this, for someone like me accustomed to isolation, held irresistible allure. Here, for the first time, I learned that some could alter their very appearance.

What I stood upon was the magic carpet I had given to Lucy, now used as a covering cloth.

The Death Eaters all stared coldly at Zhang Xuan; they found it no joke—only fear, terrified that one day Voldemort’s curse would strike them.

“They came to set Wan Jun’s wedding date—ah, they’re so domineering!” Yin Manru leaned on Luo Qingshan’s arm, sighing bitterly.

Last night, after receiving notice of his dismissal, he had wanted to ask his brother in the police bureau for help, but his brother, burdened by strict duties, flatly refused. As he sat in helpless silence, Qian Meini found him.

Heretical paths! Demon cultivators absorb demonic qi, bloodthirsty and cruel; evil cultivators are tainted, even more repulsive than demon cultivators.

Young Master, in the past few days, I’ve observed that not only did Brother Rili Luo get injured by Yuan Sicheng, but many of Huangji Kong’s men did too.

Besides Qinglian Zhenjun, Qingyuan Zhenjun, and the Sect Master, these were Yu Ning’s outside friends, such as Fu Minyou, the Ascended One of the Fu Clan.

Silver-white body, pale pink patterns, massive wings spread behind, pearls on the shoulders glowing pink—the Space Dragon, Palkia.

The great battle began, but Yue Chu did not move, for in Yue Chu’s heart there was a sensation of being watched. Yue Chu’s cultivation had already reached the Fourth Tribulation Holy Master; such a feeling could not deceive him.

Summon all underlings to deliberate. Zhang Jie said: “We have now entered Qingzhou’s heartland. We are deep in enemy territory, isolated. Yet Yuan Shi’s brothers still have tens of thousands of troops. So far, we’ve met no resistance. I suspect Yuan Tan is concentrating heavy forces to defend Ju County or Linzi.”