Chapter 150: A Bridge of Fate

The assistant probed, "Actually, that's not the case?"

Sister Qianzi was a bit embarrassed and angry: "Have I been too indulgent with you lately? Are you a fan of Chi Ye or my assistant?!"

The little assistant pouted, lowering her head, not daring to speak.

Although she was a distant relative of Sister Shi and usually dared to joke with her, she was still very afraid when Sister Shi was truly "angry."

"……Hmph."

Seeing her like this, Sister Qianzi softened a bit, though her words—

The silver-white body of the [Silver Chapter Purple Illusion] turned into mercury-like liquid, flowing slowly, wanting to reassemble and condense into form.

Ye Huan's voice came out, but he had already been carried by the Heaven-Chasing Beast and appeared out of people's sight.

"Yes!" Wei Bao cupped his hands, licked his lower lip, and said with some excitement; he liked this kind of thing the most—it was lucrative, easy, and had no risks. At this moment, Wei Bao led a few men and went down first.

In an instant, the firmament of the Evil Emperor's Heaven-Governing City was completely covered by ten thousand golden divine dragons, forming a formidable barrier and releasing terrifying fluctuations of Qi.

And just as this peerlessly powerful sword light was following the space-time beam and had not yet left the horizon of the Spirit Realm, another sword light of immense power surged forth, instantly catching up to the sword light swung by Zi Moxie, and together with the energy beam piercing the sky, it was cut off directly.

He had heard the name of the Sword God Yun Yi so often in his earlier years that calluses had formed on his eardrums; this Sword God, who claimed to have few rivals in the same realm, dared to challenge Immortal Emperors with higher cultivation than his own before he had even stepped into the tenth stage of the Immortal Emperor realm, and he had never been defeated to this day.

Besides this, the Patrol Hall had completely taken control of Luofu City, and all factions had declared their submission, not daring to harbor the slightest disloyalty.

Resentment grew within the house, indicating that the original owner had died a violent death; even if it were suicide, it was a death filled with grievance.

Moreover, he had been labeled as part of the "Ninth Prince's Faction," which was a good thing; by using the Ninth Prince's name, he could survive in the cracks and slowly accumulate strength. As long as he escaped this crisis and held out until after the Succession Ceremony, he could soar into the sky.

The moment it left its sheath, the Azure Dragon Sword let out a long cry, like a soaring azure dragon calling out. Its sound caused everyone present to cover their ears involuntarily; some with lower cultivation even felt their blood surge, and the surrounding trees were shaken to the point of trembling.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Li told him that the ghost that had escaped that night had been caught. Upon hearing this, Han Ke felt a surge of joy in his heart, agreed on a meeting place with Meng Li, and rushed over.

Nan Feng nodded again. The fatty might not be very meticulous, but Tian Qizi and Uncle Wang were both sharp-witted; based on his message, they had guessed he had already succeeded, which was why they had sent his physical body over.

Murong Lü was not a fool; he had already guessed what Nan Feng would ask next, and even guessed what Nan Feng would ultimately say, but when the time came, he had no choice but to fill in the gaps and could only continue to nod.

"If such a person truly exists, she has been in distress for over a decade; what was meant to happen has already happened, and a few more days won't make a difference," Nan Feng said. After speaking, he whistled to summon Eighth Master to pick him up.

Zhang Zhizhong walked up to the Sakura man whose finger had just been sliced off by Dong Zi. Before anyone knew it, a dagger appeared in his hand, and without any hesitation, he plunged the dagger directly into the man's chest.

"Brother Su, can't you think about the positive side? I am now a disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect," Fang Jin said, opening his hands slightly and spinning in place, looking quite smug.

Fang Jin rolled his eyes and said, "This is Heaven Fire City. What kind of place is Heaven Fire City? It's the border between the Yan Kingdom and the Snow Kingdom. The guards here are strict; not even a bird can fly out. Don't look at just the few guards at the city gate; if there is any disturbance, dozens of bows and arrows will be fired at once, and no matter who you are, you'll be shot into a beehive."