Volume One, Chapter One Hundred: Three Curious Anomalies

“Father! What’s wrong?” Zhang Weidong quickly got up and embraced Zhang Yongtai.

“Godfather hasn’t slept all night, the stress overwhelmed him, and now hearing that you’ve been wandering underground recklessly must have caused him to faint!” Li Ying hurried over and pressed hard on Zhang Yongtai’s philtrum.

“There’s not much time left. Big brother’s life is in danger at any moment. Hesitating any longer will be too late.” Xie Kong burst out of the Soul Hall, his aura suddenly intensifying.

It must be known that this place is the Wolf Clan’s base in England, boasting more than a thousand members, including the Wolf King. To eliminate the Wolf King and thousands of clan members within seconds is an act defying the heavens.

The Ice Pact is one of the most powerful secret arts in the Heavenly Domain, rivaling the Severing Flame. It changes hues from yellow to blue, especially when combined with the Celestial Cold Sky Shuttle, multiplying its power dozens of times.

Tang Yu favored the second possibility—that the mysterious force behind this chaos sought to spread turmoil everywhere, seemingly aiming for widespread disorder. The obvious purpose was to divert the attention of the noble orthodox sects, so they could seize the opportunity to rise amidst the chaos.

Meng Tianxing and his group naturally missed the scene of that party walking into the Qingyun Hall, and thus were unaware that outside, everything was now utterly boiling over.

Having obtained his toy, the Demon Lord had nothing more to say, feeling immensely pleased inside—as if his heart had been made whole.

Upon hearing Xie Yutong suddenly direct her accusation at him, Ye Feng realized she was referring to the incident of him admiring her bosom. Knowing this was hard to explain, Ye Feng shifted into reverse, backed up a little, then circled around the BMW ahead and drove forward.

Although Xiao Yue and the other two wore expressions of unwillingness, they had no choice but to follow behind Luo Bing and walk out.

Entering within a hundred-zhang radius of the Immortal Pool, Tang Yu immediately felt an overwhelming and supreme pressure bearing down on him.

The very first clash made Tang Yu understand that if he didn’t unleash some of his true strength today, there was no way he could leave this place. Since that was the case, he would have to get serious.

Li Xu never imagined that the good fate he forged with the Liu family today—casually giving Liu Yuehen a book on the March Sword Technique—would later save his own life.

At twenty-five years old, having reached the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment, he was considered a prodigy not only in Eastern Continent but even in Central Continent.

The bamboo’s real name was Zhu Zi’an, but now it was said as Zhu An. Xu Zuoyan was momentarily stunned, then understood why Bamboo had slapped him earlier—it was to stop him from uttering his real name, hence cutting him off. Though displeased at Bamboo’s harshness, he let it slide.

Li Xu’s experience came from past expeditions when he traveled with an elder who had since passed away.

At this revelation, the other four gasped sharply. Not a player? Then what kind of creature could it be?

“You don’t keep your word. You said you wouldn’t get close to my sister, yet you immediately tried to flirt with her when you met.” Xu Zuoyan reproached, feeling suffocated by Ye Kaicheng’s indifferent expression, even a slight sting in his nose.

“Why did you suddenly come over?” Ye Kaicheng paid no heed to Yao Tian’s teasing and, one arm around Xu Zuoyan’s waist, smiled lightly at Yao Tian.

However, once an emperor transcends the mortal realm, he must abdicate; otherwise, not only could he exhaust his son, but even his grandson might be at risk.

The Governor-General, fully titled Commanding Officer, was the highest military official in a province. Locally, the provincial governor held authority to deploy troops, while the Governor-General had command over the army.

Upon hearing the name “Li Xu,” Leng Hanyue slightly furrowed her brow, as if recalling something.