Chapter 87: Dancing the Northern Abyss with Light-Stepping Steps

Zhao Ti observed the man; the sunset's afterglow lit his face, revealing ruddy skin, snow-white hair, three silver whiskers beneath his chin, a towering frame, and a loose robe that gave him an air of immortal grace.

The man also studied Zhao Ti, then suddenly spoke: "Is it you who bullied my daughter?"

Zhao Ti smiled faintly; beside him, Tong Guan immediately snapped: "Bold peasant! How dare you be so disrespectful? Kneel and beg the Prince's mercy, or we'll bind and capture you—cut you to pieces!"

He dared not harbor the slightest resentment toward Tongjia Shi; he knew she placed great hopes in him, yet he understood those hopes were unrealistic and left him exhausted. Now even that fool princess was drawn into it—was Tongjia Shi still safe?

Beyond the mountain lay flat, open land; the imperial road teemed with divine race travelers—some in carriages or palanquins, others carrying loads or pushing wheelbarrows, no different from the world of Journey to the West.

Magic crystals are not obtained solely from demons. The magic crystals within demons are merely one type. Magic crystals have two sources: one is slaying powerful demons, the other is mining them from magic crystal stones.

"That surprise won't be delivered—I'm afraid it'll give them a fright instead," I said.

At that moment, her words sounded wild again; on the other end of the phone, Ke Xuanyu froze slightly.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly; Li Yue opened her eyes to find herself dozens of meters from the black panther. The panther's target vanished—it turned its copper-bell eyes toward her and let out a furious, dangerous roar.

The gods and buddhas clinked cups and laughed merrily; whether it was the Buddhist and Daoist factions with ancient grudges, or the rival heavenly courts scheming against each other—even those who longed to stab each other in the back—still wore masks of harmony.

Xiling Lianyun's face showed no sign of disturbance; her slender fingers gripped the smooth tabletop tightly, trembling slightly.

Fairness and justice were always Ling Yue's standard, and he remembered he had once promised someone something. Now, mentioning it, he felt a flicker of displeasure toward that ungrateful corporation.

"Qianxi, take this bracelet—you can wear it always? If I'm not beside you, and you're sad or heartbroken, just hold the bracelet and you'll feel I'm still with you." Bei Rui gave Qianxi the bracelet, then slipped her own onto her wrist.

Suddenly, the earth jolted violently, nearly throwing him to the ground; then the ground ahead collapsed, and a terrible root erupted, thrashing wildly as countless trees toppled.

Ye Feng, seeing the man's form, was reminded of the dragon-human experiments underway in Kunlun Heaven's caverns within the laboratory.

With one sword, Ye Zun shattered Nangong Mietian's water force; he strode forward toward Nangong Mietian, his eyes suffused with piercing, razor-sharp energy, making his gaze as terrifying as the sharpest blades.

And for some reason, the aura I sensed inside one tent seemed faintly familiar, though I couldn't recall where I'd encountered it before—certainly not left by the mysterious figure.

Qin Tai could almost guess the other's tactics: once Qin Tai reached Jiang Nan, the princes would find ways to take turns summoning him.

Jiang Cheng felt reassured—if the government was just bluffing, he'd stop meddling. Better to find some other business.

A subtle aura arose in the quiet chamber, triggering a chain reaction; gradually, flames emerged from my body—red flames, the sign of essence beginning to burn. As the essence burned, a terrifying aura slowly radiated from me.

Thus, they could not obtain intelligence from the Merchant Alliance's space. Yet they had another intelligence source.