Chapter 132: Chasing All the Way, A Mysterious Identity

Zhao Ti raised an eyebrow at the sight, pondering slightly in his mind; what did the Military Prison have at this moment?

Murong Fu and the others had already been taken away by the Ministry of Punishment during the day; currently, only Su Xinghe and the disciples of the Deaf and Mute Gate remained inside, along with... Yin Muchang!

That lightness skill, Floating Light and Shadow, was extremely fast; the figure bore a slight familiarity, so he said indifferently, "To the Military Prison!"

Speaking thus, he leaped out the window, appearing like a streak of light and smoke reaching the distance; behind him, Shang Qi, Zhou Tong, and others hurriedly followed.

It was now midnight.

Lei Yun touched his forehead; he felt that since he and Cheng Donglin were both Core Elders, this fellow Cheng Donglin was truly making him lose face.

Cang Sheng had just reached the doorway when she saw her own mother, adorned with a head full of jewels and gold hairpins and dressed in festive attire, crying and rushing out to embrace her, wailing in grief.

Sounds that were normally the slightest were now infinitely amplified; the figure facing away from her seemed to instantly stiffen and straighten. Lin Shengxia felt her heart slowly gripped by an invisible giant hand, aching with sour pain, making even breathing laborious.

The place to enter the Mystical Realm originally had a seal, but now the seal had been destroyed by Kunwu, so Cheng Donglin and Lei Yun's entry into the Mystical Realm proceeded very smoothly.

Cold Ji also became wary with a trembling heart, recalling their first meeting when this bird killed someone without a word of warning.

They all understood clearly that Tang Huainan was actually not material for doing business; him managing a company to the point of being merely adequate was already his capability; this time, his actions were truly too impulsive, leading to such a result in the end.

However, he did not intend to reveal his strength too early; instead, he prepared to observe first; after all, these Martial Venerable Realm cultivators had no relation to him; whether they lived or died was none of his concern.

Yang Rui had originally harbored some doubts, doubting whether Han Yue could truly break through the Yang Family's younger generation's blockade, but at this moment, he truly began to have confidence; merely this speed was enough for Han Yue to face the Yang Family's Second Person and withdraw unscathed.

She pushed aside the quilt, got out of bed, opened the window; the clear sound of rain filtered in from outside, and she instantly felt refreshed and clear-minded.

Jian Wuhen's body trembled; after hesitating for a moment, he nodded slightly, and his gaze toward the Cloud Old Man held a trace of gratitude.

"The Alliance Leader is indeed a person who accomplishes great things! I, Xu Wenfeng, have learned from you—" Xu Wenfeng gritted his teeth inwardly, never expecting a day when he would be outmaneuvered.

The great army also seemed to have anticipated this result long ago, appearing arrogant and complacent, constantly showing off their muscles, which even drew a few cheers from the surroundings.

Who was Chen Qingxuan? In South Murong, he was absolutely a prominent figure; his information was well-connected, which went without saying; today, he knew clearly about Lin Qiwei's matter and naturally knew who was holding Lin Qiwei at this moment.

Suddenly... Lin Yunxuan saw it; he saw that captivating figure on the balcony of the distant Duke's Mansion.

Li Shimin did not offer an opinion; his expression was also very calm, his eyes occasionally scanning the faces of the various generals.

Wang Yi heard this and was very angry; he also glanced up and down at Murong Xue's figure; relying on her body, which was barely fully developed with thin arms and legs, how many stones of bow could she draw, and how far could she shoot the arrow?

After the fortieth realm, the recast time for Instant Severing changed from the previous five breaths to four breaths; although it still could not compare to the Natural King's astonishing frequency of one flash per breath.

Lu Gang felt somewhat bewildered; he did not understand why this world, which looked very simple, was so complex; the deeds of those so-called super great clans were nothing but exploitation after exploitation; was this truly the essence of humanity?

"This... is not a solution!" Lin Yunxuan, silently cursing, materialized a Molotov cocktail and smashed it onto the ground, then fired a blast to ignite it; the dark element exactly beneath Lin Yunxuan's feet was burned by this flame and rose up.