Volume One, Chapter 23: The Mountain Crumbled—Princess, Please Don’t Fall into the Ravine

“Prince Lu, it has been a long time since you last visited me. What brings you here today?” As Prince Lu stepped into the inner hall of the Purple Palace, the emperor lifted his eyelids lazily, a trace of indolence glimmering in his eyes.

“Who are they?” Nangong Wang had not expected anyone to attempt an assassination on Tian Diewu. It certainly could not be the War King’s men. If anything happened to Tian Diewu in Santan, it would be the War King’s affair. He might allow her to lose face, but never her life.

Within the devouring space, although Xier was desperately trying to maintain the protective barrier on his body, it was inevitable that the barrier gradually faded away.

Afterward, Luke began to take headcount. Once the tally was complete, the journey westward could officially commence.

“Chu Ge, my dear girl, you must be cautious once you arrive. This place is fraught with peril; finding Tian Ni will not be a simple task,” the ancient emperor repeatedly cautioned.

“If possible, on the fifteenth of every month, offer incense for us,” Tian Dong patted Jian Yiyang on the shoulder with a smile.

Upon hearing that Qianshi’s first stop after returning was to visit Qian Yunli and that Hua Niang was brought in to add servants for Qian Yunli, Luo Jiaojiao’s anger flared. Enraged, she hurried over with the people from her courtyard in a flurry.

“But as for the Nangong clan now, even including the elders secluded within their soul realms, the one most likely to enter the soul realm is the clan leader. If the leader cannot cross into the soul realm, then the others stand even less chance,” the Punisher explained.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface, a turbulent undercurrent simmered. The group pretended not to notice and, after three days of travel, arrived at the Sikong Mansion in the Northern Continent.

Molia launched a direct elemental attack. Pharas took a few steps back, eyes coldly fixed on Molia.

The opponent was formidable, breaking through the barrier she had set up in an instant. Her actions must have enraged him; the next moment, he would surely break the comb that held his own soul.

Sun Mantun couldn’t help but lower his head to look, but Pan An quickly urged him not to move. Tian Xing beside them repeatedly said it was necessary to wash thoroughly to dispel any ill fortune.

On the earth and under the sky, in every region, battles and conflicts raged fiercely. Fiery Daoist arts intertwined, creating a scene both tragic and dazzling.

Even Jin Yunsheng himself, when coming to partake in the Protector’s War, had been advised by clan elders that if the opportunity arose, he should take the chance to eliminate Chen Xi.

Moreover, given the advanced and well-equipped field hospitals assigned to the Desai Legion, staffed by numerous highly skilled military doctors, the envious Marshal MacDonald entrusted the 10th Legion’s field hospital to Chief Medical Officer Count Kawar for management.

However, when Qin Tang first proposed this new concept, Liu Renkai immediately sensed its potential—engaging, memorable, and captivating.

Often, it is a gentle and virtuous love that most deeply penetrates a man's heart and wins true affection.

Everything exists for a reason; much like a planet, which is born from the continuous gathering of cosmic dust until it finally takes shape.

Regarding Chen Yin’s approach, Fang Bixian held no dissatisfaction, but rather much praise. Truly, his insight was exceptional—he understood the importance of fundamentals and diligently practiced the basic Cold Plum Six Techniques. This disciple of his genuinely brought a refreshing surprise.

Jing Ling was momentarily stunned. Usually calm and composed, at that moment he thought he had hallucinated. But when he turned around, he truly saw Wen Momo running toward him from not far behind.