39. Break Out

"What is it? What pigment?" Yu Ganao had been entirely certain, having heard the ghost’s agonizing screams and assuming it had been eradicated by Yu Zhen. But hearing Yu Zhen speak to him this way caused his heart, which had just settled, to leap back into his throat.

Bo Yanhe was somewhat angry about his recent behavior, so when he heard this, he did not react in the slightest.

Gao Zhi looked out into the distance and could not help but exclaim in wonder. As far as the eye could see, there were only towering trees, reaching up into the clouds. Above the forest, mist swirled, obscuring its true expanse. One felt as if there were nothing but trees, save for the peak where the Heavenly Gate stood. Yet, compared to the Ancient History Forest, even that paled in comparison.

Hearing him say this, Qing Heng was immediately delighted, but before she could rejoice for long, a bucket of cold water was poured right over her.

"That is a given. You don't even need to think about what place this is. However, if we don't close the ancestral hall doors, they will all get in! By then, I doubt they will give us any pleasant looks," said Zuoqiu Lu.

He then looked tentatively at Li Tingchen. This time, he was very curious to know how this president would handle things as a husband.

Of course, this was merely his guess. He did not yet know what Nan He was thinking, so he and He Yuyuan simply waited for Nan He’s reply.

"Alright." He followed behind, stumbling as he was guided by Bo Mutong. The others did not overstep, all keeping pace with Bu Qianhuai’s footsteps.

The newcomer spoke with indifference, and at the same time, nearly thirty other figures drew near. He then struck; the countless raindrops transformed into a torrent that blasted the handsome youth, leaving him splattered with blood. He was incredibly powerful—one of the few true masters of this age.

"When did these ghosts appear outside..." Ou Hua muttered, his face filled with a trace of terror. He sat down on the ground, dispirited, looking as though he could not escape this calamity today.

After Thunder Monkey appeared, he did not greet the crowd. He simply moved an armchair to a prominent spot and sat down brazenly.

Lan Linyun would not stand idly by and let these people take away Li Ruohai’s corpse, for if they did, the only result would likely be the desecration of the body.

This was truly an unexpected situation, but fortunately, the phantom-thread worms were parasitic on living organisms; if they were in the water, it would have been truly troublesome.

Seven shadows, led by a youth, had already streaked rapidly across the sky and the distance to the giant depression, descending outside the massive crater.

Under the pressure of the man in gold, their very thoughts ground to a halt, and they dared not harbor a single notion of resistance. They had not expected Li Zheng to be so bold as to speak to the man in gold in such a manner.

One by one, they wore grave expressions; such a signal would not be sent out unless it were an emergency.

Previously, by utilizing the lake on the island, Yun Xing had elevated his soul power, which had long been at a bottleneck, once more. Perhaps because of the quality of the "Divine Guidance," his soul power possessed great plasticity. It was precisely this secondary elevation that gave him the confidence to truly challenge the realm of a Heaven Soul Master.

In a castle near the Mediterranean, Dongfang Qiang also received intelligence that Diocletian was about to initiate a war.

A very small number of exceptionally gifted Qi-Control realm cultivators could induce a second sublimation of their spiritual roots when breaking through to the Dharma Body realm—that is, an ascension.

What was even stranger was that because the wine ladle had been changed, the flow of water poured out was clearly thicker, yet not a single drop spilled from the wine gourd. Even the shopkeeper felt a bit dazed, wondering when he had acquired such profound skill.

Pan Quangui sneered. Two assassins from the Poison Scorpion Society stepped onto the stage to his left and right, their bodies radiating terrifying killing intent.

"Dad..." Zhang Tiankai wanted to say more, but seeing the expression on Xiaoyaozi’s face, he knew that saying anything now would be useless. He could only hope that Lü Qiushi had not killed his nephew, Zhang Zhiguo, leaving some room for maneuver regarding tonight’s events.

The people behind him rushed over in a swarm. I smiled and took a step back, and then many people emerged from Liange to meet them head-on. I did not join in; I stood to the side and watched them.

Watching Lü Qiushi’s slightly furrowed brows and his smile of relief, she felt as if her own heart were bleeding, completely unaware of Yu Hui approaching closer and closer behind her.

As it turned out, while others were still using their spiritual power to fight the enemy with all their might, she only needed to expend a fraction of her spiritual power to command the talismans to unleash higher-level spells.

Judging by Shen Chao’s attitude toward Meng Zhaojun, her status in the Flame Cloud Sect could not be low. Since Shen Chao was a core disciple of the sect, her status was even higher.

War requires a price to be paid. After the Tangchuan Empire had paid a heavy toll, it was now the turn of the Masha Kingdom to pay.

"Sorry, I was a bit distracted." Tao Ran looked at the distance between her and himself—two or three steps. Had she not reminded him, he could have avoided her, but since he had been walking with his head down, it was better to apologize as she expected.

Questions flashed through the minds of Yun Tu and the others, but given Man Yao’s cruelty, they all chose to keep their mouths shut.

Zhao Song’s expression changed. Only then did he realize he had overlooked an important issue. Su Wanling lived in this city and surely had many acquaintances and relatives. If things continued this way, it wouldn't be long before, even without her past memories, she would be made suspicious by these people.

"You are the one using lead-lined gilding; these are gold! Real gold!" the angry roar came again.

The next second, the curve on the heart monitor began to jump wildly, like a roller coaster.

My best strategy now was to meet all changes with consistency; the opponent would inevitably have a moment of slack, and I would find a way then. It would be best if I could play the fool.

She had always been kind and rarely mentioned this matter in front of him in the past. Now that she was pleading with him for her sister’s sake, it was clear she was at the end of her rope and had no other choice.

"Do you... have anything you want to say to me?" Li Mingxia walked over and sat down, asking with great discomfort. She didn't know why she had come to the appointment; sitting together, she felt suddenly awkward, not knowing what to say.