Chapter 82: All Karmic Causes Fall Upon Me

Chen Qingyao’s most striking feature.

His eyes, crimson-gold, like dragon’s eyes, brimming with overwhelming pressure.

This gave Chen Qingyao an aura of natural authority; wherever he appeared, the atmosphere grew solemn by itself, as if carrying a chilling silence.

This was not the first time Dou Changsheng had seen Chen Qingyao, but each meeting felt like a mouse encountering a cat, filled with unease.

This one, alongside the Eastern Sea Immortal Old Man, were two

The black-clad man swung his sword down, sensed something amiss, yanked back the quilt, revealing the pillow beneath.

“...All these years have passed, my power has been slowly eroded by time; now, even atop this lotus platform, I can only take form by day, relying on sunlight. The one who appears at night...” Taiyang Zhu Zhao’s voice faded, finally vanishing into nothing.

Huangfu Ze despised most of all those so-called virtuous ladies who acted worse than courtesans and still laughed at others from ninety paces.

Luo Yu slowly closed his eyes, gathering all his strength in his chest, preparing to take Yun Shitian’s palm strike head-on; his bitter, helpless smile held deep disappointment.

Faced with Lou Yuhuan’s return to gentleness and charm, Nangong Fengyi had even less reason to push her away from his embrace.

“Why is it shaking so much?” Half-asleep, Zi Yu felt constant motion beneath him and forced his eyes open.

Mo Qiongyan had been pleased upon hearing all four imperial consorts would come, but at the final words, she froze, a heavy sense of disappointment rising in her heart.

Aiu’s behavior these past two days was odd, understandable—he probably went to Ali’s villa again last night to keep Ali company.

Ye Qinglan drained his cup in one gulp, lips curled, “Emperor Yuan said so, but with him here, who dares act recklessly?”

But now that the Duke of Wales was weeping here, it was clearly a trade-off. Lin Tao chuckled softly, said nothing in return, and merely gazed at him coolly.

He truly didn’t want to say what came next—it was too humiliating. But before the Emperor, he couldn’t withhold the truth.

Didn’t she say she didn’t feel they were dating? Thinking closely, he really hadn’t spent much time with her—everything they did together was eating or sleeping.

Li Aimin’s eyes flashed with cold light, his fingers twitched sharply—“splash!”—the entire fish tank boiled; the mutated goldfish cracked apart into bloody shreds, scattering through the water.

When he was about to refute, he heard Tang Yunyang say, “This is only one part!” Let him speak then—let him finish. He’d see how many reasons he had to shove McWolf into this position he refused.

At that moment, a faint voice reached the Royal Cavalry commander’s ear: “Retreat!” His expression brightened instantly; he shouted the order to withdraw. In his view, though his men had suffered heavy losses, fulfilling the King’s command was a great merit.

“Lin Brother! Lin Brother!” Two urgent calls rang out. Lin Tao turned to see Jiang Wu Bian running toward him, face alight with joy.

Zhang Huaming watched the two sudden figures with cold eyes, his gaze narrowing, his deep, sky-like eyes showing no ripple.

“Five Elements Spirit Array!” A massive disc appeared above Song Yun’s head. No one on Wu Jie Continent might know it, but in Song Yun’s past life, this disc was famed—it was the Array Disc, a device used to hold arrays.

“Why?” Zhuang Qingyi was baffled. It was just a letter—what could be so important?

Finally, they flew out of that demonic ocean, but how much longer would this temporal corridor take? Hong Jun Shengren had thrown them in here without leaving a single hint.