Chapter 129: 127、Summon the Divine, Unveil the Mirror (1/2)

127、Summon the Divine, Unveil the Mirror (1/2)

Zhou Chang showed the compass needle’s direction to everyone.

He said, “I didn’t expect the compass to point us straight toward Wangzi Village.”

In my opinion, since the Black Wasteland Mountain is almost certainly the source of all these anomalies, we should head straight there—perhaps the key to escaping this perilous place lies within the Black Wasteland Mountain.

But this is merely my own view—what do you all think?

Liao Hua lifted his head and gazed at the center of the tent, where a man in golden helmet and armor, clad in a crimson battle robe, stood with heroic vigor; he was startled, secretly wondering if this man was the legendary General Zhao Qian.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Hao’s words, though harsh, struck Zhang Deyi as deeply reasonable.

“Since we’ve missed the optimal moment to strike, let us rest and recover. I guarantee that if we seize this winter’s sudden heavy snowfall, the Tujue won’t see next spring.” Zhang Nan, having no better argument, resorted to his favorite trick—playing the mystic.

It’s been a while since I asked for votes! Do you have any recommendations? Any monthly votes? Could you spare a few?

“Even if it’s poison, I’ll drink it!” Gong Xiong grabbed the bowl and gulped down the bitter medicine—so bitter it was hard to swallow. Lately he’d been drinking this daily; his condition seemed to have improved slightly. His heart still occasionally beat irregularly, but the doctor said there was no serious issue—apparently the medicine had some effect.

The old man’s eyes flashed a cold gleam; he lunged toward Xiao Yifeng, unleashing spiritual energy surpassing that of a Gathering Core cultivator. The air shattered like glass, unable to bear the terrifying power of a Spirit-Dispelling cultivator.

Natasha and Hawkeye immediately went on alert, their eyes scanning the command room, finally settling on the decoy pinned beneath the agents.

He also slipped Lin Shan a platinum membership card, saying that in the future, any purchases from this brand’s stores would grant him premium membership benefits and a fifty-percent discount.

The Dragon Stinger and Dragon Soul squads—one operates externally, targeting those from nations harmful to Huaxia.

“Similarly, I won’t hold back!” Feng Ni stared coldly at Leng Yun; the dark-gold Breaker Spear and the purple-gold Ziwei Soft Armor materialized simultaneously in his right hand and across his body.

At the last possible moment, another unexpected change occurred. As the black giant hand neared Feng Ni’s face, he even smelled the scent of death—when, at the critical instant, a cold snort echoed from within his consciousness.

Zhu Que instinctively shook her head, then her gaze passed over the boy and landed on the two wolf demons lying motionless on the ground.

After completing the mission, I’d already planned to visit the arena district. The first time I went, I only dared to linger at the edges; back then, I never imagined I’d one day walk confidently toward the very center of the arena district.

“Wuming, I’m here… password.” A fat man, hair disheveled and wearing the same strange mask, appeared outside the prison.

The buttons on that garment were gently unfastened by Feng Ni, revealing a vast expanse of skin, fair as frost and snow.

“Zhang Yong, leave—this is a beast tribe’s battle.” The human Level-Three warrior sent a message to Zhang Yong via the optical brain.

“Perfect. As long as Your Majesty and the State Preceptor can handle the two Grand Masters of the Great Wind Empire, I’ll take care of the other four Grand Masters from the Four Great Sects. I’m confident I can slay all four before Your Majesty and the State Preceptor decide the outcome of their duel!” Feng Ni declared with icy resolve.

Seeing this, the black-clad man with golden trim showed no delight—instead, he scrutinized every ripple of wind and movement around him with extreme caution.

This red embroidered ball was the very one she had thrown down from upstairs. Now it was back in her hands, unchanged, just as it had always been.