Chapter 330: The Banquet of a Thousand Ghosts Marching by Night

Thud-thud-thud—

The male specter sprinted toward the trio’s location.

The rotting blood oozing from its body stained a crimson path.

Its already grotesque, twisted face was now overlaid with a savage expression.

Undoubtedly, even if Wu Wang now chose to look away and pretend he hadn’t seen it, it was too late.

It had already confirmed that Wu Wang was watching it.

He could see me!

“Roar—”

The stalk of the Shenmo First-Class Crimson Flower wilted and collapsed. When the massive bloom struck the ground, shards of ice shattered, each petal still vividly red but now drooping lifelessly.

“Heh, forget about drinking—I’ve been cultivating my spirit and abstaining from alcohol these past few days. Anyway, once you’ve arranged it, send me their company account and I’ll transfer the payment. Young Master San, are you going out for drinks or coming home with me?” Hu Yao smiled as he declined Hu Zongyi’s invitation; he had matters to attend to soon.

Sects divide into ranks because the power gaps between them are simply too vast.

As the clear water passed down her throat, Karin didn’t just taste sweetness—it spread from a single point on her tongue, flooding her entire tongue and mouth with a cool, refreshing, delightful sensation.

Even Qin De felt uneasy and rushed there himself—he planned to sneak in a fatal blow to Che Wuyou and kill him today. If they spent such a heavy cost and still failed to eliminate Che Wuyou, wouldn’t they lose both the bride and the soldier?

Hearing Zi Yunyi’s words, Qin Mu furrowed his brow tightly. With his current strength, slaying a single Void-Traveling Golden Immortal Sand Warrior was a mere flick of the wrist! But if a hundred, a thousand Sand Warriors surrounded him—he truly didn’t know how to respond.

A thousand years could elevate a Spirit Lord or Law Lord to a higher rank, could elevate a Primordial Realm expert to the Chaotic Realm, and if an Eternal Realm master gained the right opportunity, perhaps they could enter the Liberation Realm and become a true master within the Chaos.

As the black-clad man spoke, some among them grew restless; after all, a few among them had suffered attacks from Che Wuyou and knew his danger. Another strike would cost them little—if Che Wuyou died for good, it would be worth it.

At this moment, Rong Jiuling saw that Ghost Lantern Jiuyue couldn’t escape, so he abandoned guarding the palace entrance and stepped before Ghost Lantern Jiuyue, scanning him up and down.

Though the Fire Dao is widely regarded as the weakest in offensive power, I specifically fused with it—when the time comes for battle, I’ll make them gasp in shock. Even the Fire Dao, in my hands, will be unlike any other’s.

Sima Jianyu stared at Chu Tianyu in shock, demanding, “How did you figure it out?” He never imagined Chu Tianyu had guessed correctly.

Director Wen—CRASH! The door to the private room was suddenly kicked open, and a middle-aged man in a suit, radiating a bandit-like aura, stormed in.

Perhaps due to concerns over Duan Qiu’s safety, six Saint-level warriors were dispatched by the command center: two mage sisters, long ago subjugated by Duan Qiu, named Vera Xia and Vera Dong, a Fire Mage and an Ice Mage.

Though Li Gang didn’t elaborate, Dong Changming could still sense the peril—the guerrilla warfare amid enemies surrounding from all sides, where one misstep meant death.

Faintly, a muffled “plop” echoed from the water, as if someone had jumped in.

If I hadn’t joined the military, I might already have found a partner in the village, married, and had children.

The Alliance’s Suowei ten days refers to ten Earth days; in the Alliance World, one day outside equals twenty-four days inside.

The alliance’s so-called ten days refer to ten days on Earth; in the alliance world, one day outside equals twenty-four days.