Chapter Eighty-Seven: Whirlwind Slash Fells Wu Gang

After about another ten minutes, Ye Cheng and the others saw two sports cars speed to a stop not far from where they were. The moment those cars appeared, all the men on the opposite side no longer hesitated and hurried over to the vehicles. One of them, showing great tact, stepped forward and opened the door with utmost respect.

As the door swung open, a burly man emerged, his presence commanding...

"Marshal, can we really win?" Duran Jay spoke again, his tone now much heavier.

"Damn it, I just don't understand why they had to set up shop here in Japan—if there's one thing this place doesn't lack, it's madmen like them!" said a man whose resolute features gave him the air of a university professor.

"Gods and Demons! Even if I die, you'll pay the price!" At this moment, Lei Shuo did not retreat; instead, with a thunderous shout, he charged forward at full speed.

"Chief of Staff Liu, Old Long, what is this guy doing—is this a robbery?" In the office of Xu Gong, a member of the Huaxia Military Commission, he questioned Liu the Chief of Staff and Long Ruoxu, who were seated on the sofa.

The Fierce Dragon Seal unleashed a torrent of majestic power; even before it descended, countless skeletal creatures exploded in a shower of bone. Just the aura radiating from the Fierce Dragon Seal was enough to crush them into powder.

By tradition, eliminated disciples do not need to compete further—their rankings on the Heavenly Board are determined by drawing lots. The sect will choose an auspicious day, when the Sect Master, Master Jade Soul, will open the Spirit Valley, and the disciples will each select a cave for secluded cultivation.

However, the five only listened to the situation here briefly; returning to the Tianyuan Continent remained their top priority. After waiting in line for nearly a day, the five finally reached a consultation desk.

There was no need to rush; Si Cheng understood well that one cannot achieve greatness in a single bite. So, with calm composure, he continued to practice methodically.

This was an upscale hair salon frequented by the elite. Zhao Zhu had booked a private room and a stylist here the night before. Now, he lay comfortably in the suite, attended by a staff member, ready to have his hair washed.

In the pitch-black hall, a figure draped in a blood-red cloak lounged sideways in a chair, watching the brutal fight on the distant screen with great interest.

After more than twenty knife strikes—though none to the heart, throat, or other vital points—the thug struggled for barely two minutes before he went completely still.

Judging by her demeanor, she must have some evidence; otherwise, she wouldn't be making such an imposing display.

Two hundred paces northwest of Li Biao and his group, thirty warriors from North Wozhu had found a wind-sheltered spot to make a fire. Perhaps from overconfidence in their own abilities, they didn't bother with precautions against the smoke; they blatantly set about cooking their meal.

After dropping to the sixth level, they had been quietly regulating their breathing, ready at any moment to mount a counterattack. Jiang Tian’s words played perfectly into their hands.

As she pondered her dilemma, her phone suddenly rang. When she saw the name "Pervert" on the screen, Fu Xueyao’s expression darkened. She was still furious with Xiao Chen—after all, he had seen her naked and her modesty was ruined. This left her both angry and cold toward everyone.

After their discussion, the three set out together for the Mercenary Guild, planning to exchange gold coins and gather some information at the same time.

Hearing Ye Tian’s words, they were deeply shocked. From Ye Yu, they sensed the oppressive aura of someone accustomed to command. It was clear that Ye Tian’s parents were anything but ordinary; otherwise, such authority would be impossible to explain.

A dozen cavalrymen galloped ahead to notify the local authorities, so there would be no panic and the officials could prepare a proper reception.

Even the Demon King can do good deeds—no one ever said there are no good people among criminals. Life always has two sides; sometimes, if you look from another angle, you’ll find the world is even more brilliant and colorful.