Chapter 439: The Mountain Lake Moves in Unison

It was the moment when the sun wheel was about to set but had not yet fallen; the sky's light was faint, and under the dark wind that pierced flesh and bone, even the cloud canopy overhead appeared dim and gloomy, presenting a scene of utter desolation.

"..."

Cui Juqiang swallowed the rebellious blood surging to his throat, propped himself up by gripping the sword hilt, and struggled to straighten his body.

His gaze swept across the area beneath the clouds; through the sorrowful, dim mist, he saw that although figures like Duan Gui and Du Zhan—truly trusted confidants—were still leading their troops in fierce charges, his own forces clearly showed signs of collapse, with heavy casualties.

After sending off three thousand brave warriors and formally beginning the relocation of the people, Liaoyang City changed its previous lax demeanor; while organizing the daily southward migration of the commoners, it also commenced earthwork operations within the city.

In the span of a few short breaths, only one man remained in the living room, as Chen Yang had thrown even the two corpses into a spatial rift.

Taishu Zhi turned slightly, looking at the burly man before him; a flash of green light appeared in his eyes, and in a single glance, he discerned the stranger's name, origin, and fortune or misfortune.

Grandmaster Huang felt somewhat incredulous; the Shaolin Temple was the paramount authority of the martial world, yet someone was actually practicing the Seventy-Two Ultimate Techniques of Shaolin so brazenly.

The crowd carefully gazed into the darkness ahead and suddenly spotted the silhouette of a massive object faintly emerging.

Watching the monkey's movements, the man found it increasingly interesting; this monkey was truly extraordinary, for it understood propriety.

The next second, the Qi blade pierced the back of a Qing cavalryman; his body went limp and collapsed off the warhorse, dying instantly and completely. Only the saber-wielding cavalryman was still slowing his horse to turn and re-engage in battle.

Luo Sha was no match for Di Jun; after dozens of exchanges, Di Jun lost patience, shot his precious sword forth as a streak of flowing light, which Luo Sha narrowly dodged, whereupon Di Jun instantly appeared behind him, striking a palm onto his lower back, causing a surging power to erupt suddenly.

Today was a rest day; Ni Liangxu had intended to go out for a stroll to clear his mind, but just as he reached the main gate, he encountered that Mr. Shen.

Lady Wang understood the hint and gave a glance to Suo Luo, who immediately placed the plate on the side table beside Xie Wan. Xie Wan's eyes curved into crescent moons; she glanced at Lady Wang before reaching out to take a piece of crisp candy into her mouth.

When the true spirits of the Three Immortals entered the gourd, black qi suddenly stretched across the sky before them and blood waves churned, causing them great alarm; they hastily circulated their energy to protect their forms.

Arms, elbows, knees, legs... all bore wing-shaped blades; at the back of the helmet, there were also strands of braided hair, each one a sapphire-blue blade.

They saw many familiar faces and nodded greetings to all; nowadays, even the various Saint Masters felt apprehensive upon seeing Leng Leng Laogong and dared not act arrogantly.

"If Madam wishes to help the Eldest Master divide the family assets, naturally you must help me accomplish this matter," Lady Ren said, supporting herself as she spoke. "You also know that Lang-ge'er is inept at management; once Xie Wan marries our Jun-ge'er, I naturally will not allow her to interfere with her natal family's affairs. With the Second Branch lacking a person in charge, Lang-ge'er will surely lose his composure."

With the Second Branch lacking a person in charge, Lang-ge'er will surely lose his composure.

Besides these, there were many jade slips, materials from demonic beasts and monsters, and raw ingredients for artifact forging and pill refining; Zhao Di examined each of these treasures one by one.

The Jin Jiao Scissors were sacrificed into the air, emitting ten thousand rays of Jin Xia, layer upon layer; the two golden dragons shook their heads and tails, their dragon roars echoing across the heavens, before transforming into two streams of Jin Jin Guang that plunged downward.

Well, it was confirmed that the abilities unlocked would not conflict with one's original capabilities in any way, and this very fact directly sparked a wave of enthusiasm.

This was because, within the songs of glory praising Dean Zhang circulating in the outside world, it was stated that after the Battle of Falling Star Tomb, the Southern Mo Kingdom remained completely unharmed for fifty years.

Men must always undergo some hardships and setbacks to gradually mature, but for Leng Leng Laogong at this moment, his hardships and setbacks were somewhat too great.

On the day of the wedding, the atmosphere was extremely lively; most disciples of the Zhi Jie Sect arrived, and even Tongtian Jiaozhu sent congratulatory gifts.