Volume 1, Chapter 62: That Damn Pheasant

Drawing on past experience, Wang Dong could conclude with certainty that Little Black must have discovered the tracks of another large game animal.

A wave of shock rippled through the crowd. Although they did not see the Grand Preceptor, the sight of the four divine artifacts lying on the ground made it clear that their Grand Preceptor was dead, reduced to a pile of flying ash.

The instant the might of the six imperial weapons erupted, the void above Chu Mu's head suddenly split open with a massive fissure, as if the firmament had been cleft by an unimaginably gigantic divine axe. World-shattering power poured forth from the rift.

How could that possibly happen? When they were only a single step away from the grand finals, would they surrender prematurely simply out of fear of Sky-Wing?

At the border between the Heavenly Extreme Ancestral Land and the Divine Cauldron Ancestral Land lay a region of neutral space. This area was not only exceptionally vast, but even far larger than any single ancestral land.

Therefore, that colossal beast chose to endure and bide its time. Once it attained the imperial throne, it could break free from the shackles of the Night Demon Realm and escape this cage. By then, the Night Demon powerhouses at the Emperor realm and above would be unable to enter, while it could come and go as it pleased, thereby acquiring the leverage needed to negotiate with the Night Demon clan.

From his perspective, no matter how formidable certain players in a team might be, priority should always be given to the collective and the team as a whole.

It was not that the imperial court failed to guard against the Feng clan; rather, the court currently lacked the strength to exercise complete control. The optimal approach was not to allow the court's wings to grow fully until it had the capacity to annihilate Wind City in a single stroke, making this delicate balance extremely difficult to manage.

"You're courting death!" As he spoke, his entire body surged with vital energy. With a resonant dragon roar, a massive phantom of a dragon's head lunged forward, howling through the air. Wherever it passed, it stirred up a violent hurricane that swept up all the tables and chairs. The corpse-refining puppet was directly caught in the turbulence and blasted straight through the outer wall.

However, he truly owed a debt of gratitude to the Divine Mainland Imperial Court for continuously weakening the powerhouses of the three major factions. Otherwise, there would undoubtedly be even more Emperor-tier experts.

"Patriarch, are we really not going to take revenge?" demanded one of the elders, consumed by fury. He had been eager to charge into battle earlier, but the Patriarch had forbidden anyone from making a move, forcing them to stand idly by on the sidelines.

Fu Rongzhi could not help but inwardly complain behind his back. Who was it that constantly nitpicked the dishes prepared by the kitchen—complaining one day that they were too salty, the next that they were too bland, and the day after that they lacked the taste of meat?

The words of the Grand Preceptor left everyone endlessly astonished. They already knew that Master Huizhen hailed from the Bai family, but judging by the Grand Preceptor's tone, did it sound like he was also a member of the Bai family?

"Just now, Second Brother asked me to take you over first to draw some blood and check your physical condition, to see if you're suitable to continue training," Lin Xiangnan offered as an excuse.

Wang Xueilan was filled with gratitude toward Li Erlong. Even so, there were many things that still left her deeply confused. After all, she was a young person with exposure to the outside world and broad knowledge, and because she frequently surfed the internet, she was all the harder to fool.

In reality, the true purpose of deploying such a formation was to deal with Yizhou, which possessed Zhuge Liang. Pang Tong's intelligence network had also deeply infiltrated Yizhou. Twenty thousand troops had already been garrisoned in Wuxing County, fully prepared and ready for battle, while eighty thousand soldiers were stationed in Yinping County.

Yet Salu stubbornly shook his head and said, "Absurd!" As if trying to completely bury his opponent's thoughts, his voice was absolute and left no room for refutation.

Chief Meng and his wife stared at this fierce and unruly son-in-law with expressions of speechlessness, not daring to say anything even if they wanted to.

Sensing Pei Shiyin's frantic and completely out-of-control emotional state, Cheng Yiben could not help feeling a twinge of fear. In particular, her words claiming that Cheng Yiben had been poisoned and had only a little over a month left to live shocked him no less than the slap Pei Shiyin had just delivered to his face.