Chapter 122: Farewell and Departure

"Congratulations to the Jiang family on establishing themselves in the imperial capital. I hope the head of the Jiang family will continue to offer his guidance in the future! I raise my cup to you!"
"Hahaha! We have long awaited the return of the Jiang family, and now, the day has finally come!"
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Jiang Chen was not fond of socializing...

Stephen’s Eternal Scorching Sun not only interrupted the Star of Doom’s teleportation but also severely wounded its avatar. Perhaps this was why the so-called prophet’s vision of the future had changed.

Jiang Han helped her not merely in formality but fundamentally, intending to give her the very best. Xia Yin might not yet understand this fully, but one day she would come to appreciate Jiang Han’s kindness.

Ren Jian, however, urged her to speak up, saying, "What’s there to be nervous about? You should say it yourself—after all, it’s your classmate’s matter. How could I possibly explain it better than you?"

The firepower from the battleships was astonishingly effective. With a single blast along a straight line, thousands, even tens of thousands, of the insectoid horde were effortlessly wiped out. Yet even the beam energy eventually ran out, and the insects used their bodies to absorb every last bit of the energy.

Stephen's heart skipped a beat as he looked up at Victor, the red-robed wizard. The elemental pool wizards seemed to have reached a consensus, but the sorcerers from the other two major sects appeared only just now learning of the situation.

When Lingni returned, her cheeks still flushed, for having broken through the final barrier with Luo Lie, she felt that their interactions were no longer quite the same as before.

The imposing divine apparition looked to them like a lamb led to slaughter.

Xiao Tianxing lifted the teacup before him and took a sip; the tea had grown cold. He frowned slightly but did not lose his temper. In life, there are many moments when one must learn to endure, especially when the other party holds one’s weaknesses.

Upon hearing Stephen’s words, Brigitte’s eyes flickered slightly before she began to share information about them.

"That explains it. The end of this world is near—soon it will be destroyed. To survive now, one must either attain cultivation beyond the great path or submit to the serpent ancestor. There is no third way."

"Then go ahead and be busy; you don’t need to stay and keep me company," Wang Jie puffed her cheeks, looking like a sulky child.

Lin Xian’er clutched Xiao Yifei’s robe tightly, crying softly. But as she wept, her sobs gradually faded into silence.

Liu Jianming glanced over and thought, “Good heavens, isn’t that Zhang Guobiao, the chief investigator from the Anti-Corruption Bureau?”

"Brother Zhebu, between you and your mount, who is stronger in terms of destructive power?" Zhuge Liang suddenly asked without warning.

Wan Xiaotian was unlike the typical rich heir—both his strength and temperament were commendable. His conduct bore the style of his father, decisive and resolute in battle.

Zhuge Liang and Li Bai walked upon the waves, neither speaking much. Under such immense gravity, even speaking was a strenuous effort.

Linghu Li opened his eyes. The blood spirit within the heart-transfer bead had begun to turn, albeit slowly. He lifted his head to gaze at Mingye’s sleeping face. “Mingye, if it weren’t for worrying that after my death the heart-transfer bead would return to your body, even if I were to die, I would want to die by your side.”

The moment the gun spirit appeared, the heavens and earth echoed with divine wails and demonic howls, a terrifying spectacle that chilled the soul.

With a thunderous bang, the ground cracked open under immense force. The monster, struck so heavily, finally lost its ability to move and lay helpless on the earth.

“To show my respect to Mr. Yan, I shall allow him three moves first,” Lan Mao bowed slightly and saluted.

At this moment, only one thought remained in Zhao Lei’s heart: to defeat Tian Zhong Heren and defend the honor of the Zhao family’s martial art.