Volume 1, Chapter 145: The Erupting Volcano

A wooden frame was erected in front of the main room of the Zhang family's household, draped with blankets and quilt covers sent by relatives and friends to serve as a backdrop, while red felt was spread out on the ground in front to form a makeshift wedding stage.

In Yangcao Village, this was already considered quite elaborate.

Instantly, the two of them were locked in a fierce, evenly matched battle. Guibao held the advantage in terms of spiritual power, though his magical tool was somewhat weaker. Zhan Chongzhong grew increasingly alarmed as the fight dragged on; by this point, he had nearly exhausted all his powerful techniques, yet still saw no sign of victory.

Jiang Jiagong knew very well that once this incident came to light, Zhao Qingming would not let him off lightly. Still, he had to go through the motions; otherwise, if word of this got out, it would prove even more detrimental to him.

"Whoosh!" With a leap, Guibao vanished instantly above the grand hall of Ziyang, soaring toward the Waterfall Lake outside the Ziyang Sect.

After Rod Reiss finished speaking, both Historia and Eren found it somewhat difficult to accept, especially Eren, whose memories of that time had just awakened. He now knew for a fact that it was indeed his own father who had devoured Frieda, and that he, in turn, had devoured his father.

Ever since returning from the Sizhou army last time, Kong Xian had brought back some beans. Having been idle for the past few days, he started sprouting bean sprouts once again.

Zhi Qu, however, felt a shock in his heart. He hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique, attempting to dissolve the frost, but it produced no reaction at all. With a flip of his hand, a crimson scimitar appeared in his grasp. Channelling his magic and driving his energy, he sent a surge of red light from the scimitar onto his battle armor, causing it to flash with an intensely dazzling red glow.

The dead are gone, leaving behind the title of heroes. His wife harbored no resentment; she simply continued along her husband's footsteps, carrying on as a person worthy of respect.

To the west lay Jiangling Prefecture, a territory still controlled by the imperial court. Although the Prefect of Jiangling held a high rank, he had no jurisdiction over Wang Shen, nor would he take orders from someone like Li Heng, so he could safely be ignored.

"There's no need to rush so much. No matter what, I have to wait for you to come back and share a celebratory drink before I leave!" Lin Xi said.

The Holy Son of Folding Crow was not entirely certain whether he had missed anything, so he simply summoned the man who had spoken earlier.

Although he held two divine-grade talisman radiances in his hands, along with a full twenty boxes of supreme-grade talisman stones right before his eyes, he did not let it go to his head. At present, the total assets of Overlord Sand were pitifully small, making them undoubtedly an impoverished guild.

After all, the stronger the divine light of destruction was at this moment, the higher the probability that Gu Feng would successfully obtain the remaining master artifacts.

Before the young man in black could even draw his sword, he was wounded by the sword qi, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees on the ground.

By half-past five in the afternoon, the phone lying beside me suddenly rang. The person calling me was Zeng Liu.

With that, the English teacher clicked her high heels and stormed out of the classroom. She was going to report this to the principal, as she truly could not teach students of this sort.

Since her elder sister had already made up her mind, Yun Lu, standing to the side, would not say anything to dissuade her. After all, this was her sister's choice, and she ought to respect it.

As soon as these words were spoken, the opposite side fell momentarily silent, but this quietness lasted only for a moment before erupting into uninhibited, boisterous laughter.

Only their parents knew about their departure this time; they had kept it hidden from the rest of the household and several elders to avoid the inevitable send-off.

At this moment, all three of them were dressed in Miao attire—a suggestion put forward by Linghu. Along the journey, they had been encountering an increasing number of Eastern Depot brocade-clad guards. Once they reached the Miao region, remaining in Han Chinese attire would make them far too conspicuous and easily draw attention.

Rong Di was thus "expelled" from the alchemy chamber. Neither father nor son wished to lay eyes on the other anymore, and both were in foul moods.

All the hidden weapons struck the Divine Dragon Shield, immediately producing a rapid succession of impacts like a downpour of torrential rain, yet sending a shower of sparks flying in all directions.