Chapter 105: Clash at the Summit

“Bang!”

Imperial City, the Long Clan Manor.

In the square at the heart of the estate, countless warriors surged in and slaughtered one another!

Every passing second saw great numbers of warriors fall. Blood gathered across the square, branching into countless rivulets, while the air reeked of it.

Naturally, the Jiang Clan suffered the greatest losses in this battle...

The Shangyang Acupoint appeared small, yet it seemed like a bottomless abyss. Spatial energy poured into it like rivers flowing into the sea.

Those who have profoundly influenced the world have never been well-behaved children who rigidly follow the rules. They question everything, deny everything, and then reshape everything according to their own will. The victors leave their names in history; the defeated are doomed to eternal ruin.

The thirteenth year of Jian'an passed in haste. Another month went by, and after the various feudal lords had made arrangements for the spring planting, the clouds of war gathered once more over the land.

Hearing this, Xiahou Dun said no more. He merely nodded and left the government office. Xiahou Yuan, Zhang He, Xu Chu, and the others followed one after another.

Ordinary people can only use the languages they know; no one translates for you. Only those Wang Kun takes a liking to will be translated through his language-translation system.

This formidable senior sister of his now had few opponents. If she achieved perfection in the sword dao and reached the Half-Saint Realm as well, just how terrifying would she become? The mere thought was frightening. By then, even those in the Unity Realm would probably retreat before her.

It can be said with complete certainty that, in the eyes of these executives, Su Lin’s voice and the standard of his performance just now had already surpassed those of nearly all famous male singers—even some of the super idol groups from abroad.

Comment: Knowing full well that the abandoned village was dangerous, and being timid despite his own lack of ability, he still took Yang Sheng inside. Truly, asking for death—what an idiot.

After returning to the military district, Zhu Siqi called Zhang Yuan Chao. He was part of the military system now, so if he wanted to mobilize troops, the best person to contact was naturally Zhang Yuan Chao. After all, Zhang Yuan Chao was his senior fellow disciple.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the communicator and operated it, then looked up at the main gate. Just as expected, it did not budge. He had once possessed access privileges here, but they were now invalid. Yilan must have revoked them.

There came a crisp snap. The high-grade sacred weapon spear in the hands of the Golden Xing Saint Emperor was severed at the middle. One section remained in his grasp, while the other fell toward the ground below.

Above the pool of lava floated a mass of blood-red flame. Within it, a blood lotus more than a meter in diameter slowly revolved, radiating scorching power. Liu Xing could almost feel the blood in his body being burned by the Blood Lotus Exotic Flame, as though it intended to dry every drop of it.

A hundred years ago, when everyone in the Nian Clan scorned Nian Yueyao, only Nian Jun did not. Gentle by nature, he had always treated Nian Yueyao with understanding, and he was also extremely close to the three Lei brothers.

“My name is Shui Zhihao. From now on, you may call me Uncle Shui!” the man in black said gently.

Relying on their transcendent swordsmanship, they comprehended the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and attained a realm beyond imagination. They pursued only the higher reaches of the sword dao; with a single thought, they could annihilate the world.

The struggle for the position of Cult Master naturally would not begin with royal clan members fighting one another. They would certainly first eliminate the other demons, after which they themselves would compete for the position.

Ye Xuan merely laughed generously and exchanged a few teasing remarks. After defusing the crisis, he invited them to gather at Star Peak in the Star Saint Land.

Xian Ge Ya Yi’s face was smeared with grease. After exhaling deeply, she awkwardly spewed out a cloud of black smoke and nodded woodenly.

A moment later, Lu Qi discovered a brick with a rather unusual texture. Pressing it firmly, he caused an entrance one meter high and half a meter wide to appear in the wall beside the cabinet.

After eating half of it, Han was still unsatisfied. He rubbed his head against Mu Shiyu’s leg and kept going, “Awoo! Awoo!”