Chapter 32

“Bang bang~” As the Dark Forbidden God’s power surged uncontrollably in the darkness, three long, sharp spikes suddenly erupted from its body, wrapped in dark energy, piercing through three younger members of the Liu family without warning, devouring all their life force and blood.

The soldiers stationed in the hall all looked at Zhou Yu, their Grand Commander. In their hearts, Zhou Yu’s authority surpassed that of Sun Quan. Though he had suffered defeats, he remained the revered Grand Commander in everyone’s eyes.

Liu Bei and Chen Gong, accompanied by a dozen guards, approached the prison door where Ma Su was held. They saw Ma Su, Ma Yun, and Ma Feng lying on the ground, with Ma Feng snoring softly.

“Rest assured, Young Master. Your safety is guaranteed by Qianbao Pavilion. Within ten days at most, we will gather enough Heavenly Fire Grass to exchange for the Heavenly Soul Artifact in your possession,” the shopkeeper of Qianbao Pavilion assured him.

At that very moment, Leng Yurou decided it was time to try accepting him, to try once again to fall in love with him.

Li Zhe spoke, “I have long admired Young Chang’s reputation. Today we finally meet. May we have a private conversation?”

Lü Chang saw Zhao Yun charging alone toward him. Lü Chang raised his sword to block, but he was no match for Zhao Yun and was quickly knocked to the ground.

“Are you two Protectors of the Stars all right?” asked a hurriedly arriving expert from the Star Palace, alarmed to see the strongest protectors severely injured upon arrival.

The originally mysterious cultivation technique, the Universe Dominance Art, underwent a shocking transformation due to the inexplicable addition of three ancient stone platforms. Perhaps, this was the true Universe Dominance Art.

At this moment, the phantom of the divine artifact connecting heaven and earth also stirred. It seemed to be issuing a challenge, soaring into the sky and crashing toward the sacred mountain imbued with the Mountain Spirit, as if trying to forcibly confront the godly aura residing there.

However, bullets, shells, and various weapons fired from the assault boats inflicted some damage on our soldiers. Several warriors from the Dragon Guard’s third row were hit by a rocket, resulting in one instant death and two severe injuries.

At seven o’clock in the evening, on a remote country road in Shankou Town, Shen Tong stopped his car. Those who borrowed Tasar’s identity had already arrived.

The swordsman Lang directly ascended to the second floor where Miao Xin was. Upon seeing Lang enter her home and sit cross-legged on the carpet in a “ready to fight” posture, Miao Xin, though uncertain of his purpose, knew by his demeanor that his arrival was hostile.

The sound behind me came from the other end of the corridor, accompanied by the rhythmic tapping of footsteps.

Ming Jing stood on the steps, holding a beautifully packaged suit bag. Her jet-black hair was neatly styled, and she wore a high-collared cheongsam with three buttons, the cylindrical collar resting under her chin, exuding a unique elegance.

Tonight, after seeing Mu Xing off, Zhan Menglong met Long You once more, exchanged techniques for throwing short swords, and was very pleased, offering repeated encouragement.

After the meeting, Shen Tong and others returned to their rooms. For the past few days, this place had been Shen Tong’s base.

Lan Yu’s heart was restless. So far, everything had proceeded smoothly; she had successfully uncovered the hidden depths of Mrs. Tao, though more digging was needed. It was clear, however, that Lan Yu had hit the right mark.

He was Qing Mian, a most mysterious psychic. He was grateful not to have died in that holy war.

The jostling carriage and the shifting silhouettes overlapped as I remained unconscious for several more days during the journey.

After much contemplation, Tian Zhongqiu finally opened his drawing board and began to sketch.

“Mother, please take care of yourself. I bid farewell,” Tuoba Yao said as he saluted the Empress Dowager before leaving her chamber. Upon returning to Jianzhang Palace, he gazed at the ever-changing night sky and smiled faintly. Exchanging a crown prince's title for the chance to govern personally was worth it.

“After a day’s rest for the army tomorrow, we will launch a three-watch attack on the Zhu family village the day after at dusk. Inside, we have the support of Brother Hu Cheng and Brother Yan Qing’s Wolf Fang Camp as insiders. This battle must be won at all costs,” Chao Gai declared loudly.

“Why?” Qin Hong raised an eyebrow. He did not share the notion of preserving his body as a gift from his parents but was simply unwilling to cut Ah Wan’s long hair.

Jiang Yushu laughed and cried, knowing full well the other party was clinging to her. After careful thought, she reluctantly slammed the courtyard gate shut.

The villagers, unable to endure any longer, united in shared hatred and pressed forward step by step, frightening the old rogue into silence.

Only today, lying on Yang Yi’s bed—or rather, at Yang Yi’s home—Murphy finally experienced the first truly restful sleep in half a year.

“Si Weizhe! Calm the hell down!” Bai Song shouted, but all he got was a mouthful of exhaust fumes.

“Bai Yujing Corporation is essentially an emotional management company. Its primary task is to eliminate the world’s most extreme emotions. Since such emotions often accompany death and other special circumstances, over time, Bai Yujing’s main business evolved into funeral services.”

Huang Jinli’s mind was filled with countless questions, known only to those involved. To unravel these mysteries, he had to find the young man dressed in a black Zhongshan suit who was present then.

Meanwhile, the “Yin-Yang Crown” assassins on the beam had no choice but to temporarily cancel their safe retreat plan, waiting patiently for this group’s arrival.

Pei Yan inquired among the locals about places renting fishing nets, quickly rented one, and then boarded the fishing boat prepared by Su Yu. They wobbled out to sea.

The man previously killed by himself had escaped from the military prison alongside this man.

Jinyan’s tone was unimpressed with the Qing Gang’s approach. To him, if his side had such conveniences, capturing various strongholds would be nothing surprising.

“Fairness? The glory of the Uchiha?” Tiekhu, lying on the ground, looked up at the battle with a bitter smile. Someone had told him the same once.

Before leaving, Sun Wu approached Liu Yulian and Qin Ziqiang to offer advice. He intended to say “don’t scare the children,” but seeing Qin Dabao’s expression, it was clear he was not the type to be frightened.

Ye City, the largest metropolis in Jizhou since the Eastern Han Dynasty. Since the chaos began, Wei Commandery had a population of 700,000, with 400,000 settled along the four waterways sustaining Ye City. After Luoyang’s destruction, it became the undisputed largest city in the North.