Chapter 122: The Army Surrounds the Mountain, Seizing the Altar to Control the Artifact

Along the mountain road, carts and horses rumbled onward.

Wang Jin sat in the carriage, gazing at the unbroken range of mountains in the distance. For some reason, a faint sense of unease rose within him.

After seeing the several thousand soldiers following behind, he felt somewhat reassured.

With several thousand armored soldiers at hand, even if that demonic Daoist Yuchen possessed some strange arts, he would never escape beneath a rain of arrows!

After traveling another several dozen miles, the oppressive atmosphere between heaven and earth grew increasingly heavy.

Although they returned empty-handed that day, no one was discouraged. Their nerves were so excited that not a single one of them could sleep that night.

“You’re talking nonsense! You clearly pushed Consort Shu and then ran away because you were afraid someone would find out!” Ai He was obviously determined not to let Bai Xing off.

This was a grocery store by the roadside. It contained a great deal of merchandise, with the warehouse and shop combined into one. It made a fairly good defensive position.

The ministers spoke up one after another, all hoping that Emperor Hongzhi would deal with Wang Yue severely. Ideally, they wanted Wang Yue stripped of his official post outright and sent to Fengyang to guard the imperial tombs.

The four of them and Gongsun Xiuran had become acquainted through a fight and eventually became friends. Before that, they had not known one another at all.

Yet Old Bu would occasionally stick a few silver needles into Xi Zixiao, protecting his heart meridian. He also kept Chasing Star talking to him so that he would not lose consciousness.

At first, Zhong Wanqing merely thought that Su Xuan was the sort of person who was fairly intelligent. But now it seemed that this fellow was not simply clever—he had undergone rigorous training. He was definitely not a terrorist in the ordinary sense.

He lightly slapped the little creature’s body, knocking seven or eight bullet heads straight out. Wanzi’s body trembled, and she fainted again.

At this thought, Chengguang Zhizi grew fervent with excitement. She was not trying to get into the young master’s bed—if she could pledge herself to this young master at a time like this, would she not become part of his innermost circle, one of his most steadfast followers? Would she still need to worry about her future?

The third group of Buddhist disciples had finally arrived. Although there were only several hundred of them, even the weakest were experts at the Soul Transformation stage. They were an extraordinary fighting force.

Once she saw that Wu Chen was the person Han Qing had restrained, and connected it with the soul-seizing probe at today’s banquet, Lan Zi would surely draw certain conclusions. Han Qing clearly did not want Lan Zi to know how important Wu Chen was to her.

Listening to Ning Yuanji’s laughter, Sha Xing did not speak, but he too grinned and began to laugh. It was rare for them to feel such simple joy.

Was the president making this announcement to show that Luo Xi was merely a chief executive officer on equal footing with him, or was he indirectly declaring that seeing the president’s wife was no different from seeing the president himself?

His mind immediately felt at ease. Wu Chen prepared to relax, take a bath, and properly commemorate his first night after arriving at White Deer Grotto.

He caught one of her hands and twisted her entire body toward him. With no choice, Luo Xi silently extended her other hand behind her back, secretly grabbing Big Bear’s thick, soft leg and squeezing it playfully.

Sensing the presence of that aura, Murong Qingyan’s lips curled into a mocking smile. Although the aura was somewhat unfamiliar this time, she could still roughly identify its owner. If her perception was correct, the newcomer should be from the Divine Realm.

Li Jing’er casually picked up the air-conditioning quilt, unfolded it, and gently draped it over Grandma Cao. She then took up the remote control and adjusted the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature before walking toward the kitchen.

The force of the surprise attack bought the Devouring Beast more time to react. It spun around and let out a furious roar. A surging wave of energy burst forth once more. Han Qing swiftly sheathed her sword, thrust out her left palm, and struck back the wave of energy spewed out by the Devouring Beast. She then hurriedly looked toward the direction from which she had just been attacked.

Even so, hearing that man speak of the Divine Realm in such a tone still left them deeply uncomfortable.

Xin Bazhong suddenly remembered the oath he had made earlier. The usually proud and wild Xin Bazhong’s eyes reddened as demonic energy billowed around his body. A dense murderous aura burst outward in every direction, blasting the young scion of the demon clan into the air.