Chapter 30

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Jiang He knew that he ought to grieve over the death of his best friend, yet grief would not come. He only felt that something inside him had suddenly been erased, though he had no idea what it was.

“Shadow Assault” spun like a drill into the transparent stone wall. Its tremendous penetrating force failed to pierce the wall, and the backlash sent Lian Hua flying away. Li Ao’s “Beacon Fire Across a Thousand Miles” then crashed into the stone wall, but its immense impact merely made the wall tremble.

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Bian Que, who still had no idea what was happening, was suddenly pulled over and, with a soft pop, seized in Nezha’s hand.

“Greetings, Summoners!” A cute voice suddenly rang out. Expressionless, he addressed Tian Ye and Qiu Shang Jiayin.

By then, Ye Lin had already rushed up to Feng Hai. Seeing the horror in Feng Hai’s eyes, he let out a thunderous shout, his overwhelming presence surging forth, then circulated his true essence and brought the Jique Sword crashing down upon Feng Hai. From Li Kong’s distant vantage point, all he could see was a dazzling sword edge descending with crushing force.

Amid the resonant twang of the powerful bow being drawn and released, the rain of arrows grew sparse. Every arrow carried tremendous force, and the rioters’ advance abruptly slowed as they were forced to expend even more strength blocking the barrage.

“Brother Dong is very busy. He won’t see you. Whatever it is, you can tell me. Perhaps I can pass your message on to him,” Han Sen said.

“That exaggerated? Something this valuable can grow another dozen or so plants within a year?” Ye Lin drew a sharp breath.

Old Shao took the identity card and examined it, learning the fat man’s basic information. The man’s name was Guan Deng, and he was a native of Shangxi City. Once Old Shao had his identity card details, it was easy to investigate Guan Deng’s identity. He sent a copy of the card to Mary and asked her to look into the rest of Guan Deng’s information.

Could we have a little more trust in one another? It would be better for everyone. Yet the salty bitterness in his mouth told him that there truly was no trust at all.

The last time he had wanted to monitor Lai Yingying’s movements and find out whom she had been meeting besides those people during negotiations, Cao Yue had installed the device behind her ear without her noticing.

Ye Qiong opened his eyes once more. Sure enough, all those things had vanished without a trace, leaving only Ye Qiong standing alone atop what appeared to be a mountain peak.

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By the time Zhao Hao brought his body back, he had already cleansed and remolded it, nourishing it with the Great Dao. His physique now belonged to no inferior category of peerless genius; in fact, it surpassed them all.

“My heavens, what cultivation technique are you practicing? How can it be so terrifying? Even an Imperial Scripture would be no better than this,” Tu Fei exclaimed.

“I’ll see whether I can contact my brother.” After saying this, Reina took out the round disk from before. Holding its edge in one hand and pressing down on its center with the other, she rotated both hands. With a soft click, the pale-green jade surface at the center suddenly lit up, and a bright point appeared upon it.

Yet before anyone could rejoice, fifty-six black shadows appeared on the screen as well, leaving everyone present utterly astonished.

The three-hundred-man unit sent ahead to scout had advanced several miles into the valley. They were nearly out when the enemy ambush still failed to appear, so they hurried back to report their safety to Zhang He.

He really was still far too weak—completely unremarkable. He was merely luckier than the other newcomers, Bai Majun thought.

Li Xiaoqin had clearly dressed with care today. Her long hair was braided into two plaits, and she wore a long white dress that made her look pure and beautiful. Cao Yue could not help staring for a moment.

Kano Lin had been the most powerful and beautiful girl among the Linyao Tribe at the time. She had decided to face the demon army alone. The people of the Linyao Tribe did not agree with her decision to confront the enemy by herself.

High above Wansheng City, several formidable auras surrounded a single figure. The immense pressure caused the ordinary cultivators in the city below to tremble. Judging from their auras, those figures had all reached at least the Realm of All Beings.

“Miss Ji? The Sixth Prince knows this young lady?” Xiao Zimo looked toward them, his gaze passing over Ji Zili. He faintly sensed something familiar about her, along with an inexplicable feeling of closeness.

Yet none of them gave up. Ye Zhengbai’s hand had gripped the sword hilt so tightly that blood seeped from his palm, while Mu Jinghong exerted every ounce of his strength to pull her up.

Watching Mu Ziqing’s actions, Mo Yu Jingchen sneered. Mu Ziqing was willing to saddle him with such a grave accusation merely to make him drink this cup of wine. What exactly was she plotting? Poison him? He was not foolish enough to fall for that, and besides, she did not have the courage.

Forget it. He owed his present achievements largely to that fellow. Since he would be going out to seek spirit plants, he might as well make the fellow a meal of roasted meat as a reward.

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A Heaven-grade cultivation technique should be more than enough to help him achieve extraordinary accomplishments. But it ultimately belonged to Fairy Sister, and Zhuo Tian could not simply take it out and give it to him. He would first have to seek Fairy Sister’s opinion.

Ye went to find Elder Yao. Luo Li turned over the cotton, then went to the doorway to take a look. Bored, she drew a cotton-fluffing bow and wooden mallet on a sheet of paper. She might as well give it a try; perhaps it would work.

He disliked the gossip of the Divine Realm, but that did not mean he could not hear it. The moment he returned to the Divine Realm, he heard all sorts of rumors concerning Ruo Li and Chu Yuan, and he himself had even been dragged into the affair.

Above the hazy sky, vast banks of dark clouds suddenly gathered at some unknown moment, shrouding the surrounding land in pitch-black darkness.

The group reached a quiet spot, and Rainbow began to grow worried. She had only sought Leng’s side in a fit of anger. No matter how one put it, that butcher was a figure listed on the mercenary rankings.

More than a hundred eight-armed demons, led by ten powerful demons of the Infant-Heaven Realm, blazed with black divine radiance. Their eight arms lengthened in an instant, transforming into sharp astral blades as they charged simultaneously toward the Immortal-Slaying Formation Diagram, intent on breaking it open.

Their interference a moment earlier had caused Yang Di’s face to flush briefly—the sign that his comprehension of the Dao had encountered an external obstruction. But now his expression had returned to serenity.

Tao Shang had originally wanted to order the Son of Heaven to get lost, but after calming down and thinking it over, he realized that he had invited the emperor here precisely to force him to ennoble him as a king. He had not yet obtained the throne; how could he simply abandon the matter?

A head rolled to a stop before him. Huang She stole a glance, and the instant he recognized it as his own father’s, his face went deathly pale. His body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground in terror and dismay.

“I believe everything you’ve said is true. Now I want you to take us to your camp and let us have a look,” Dong Lei said to Er Gouzi.

Yu Hualong knew that Zhu Hao was not the sort who visited without a purpose. He had also learned something about the incidents that had taken place in the outer sect over the past two days, and had formed a few vague suspicions.

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