Chapter 62: Elerimex

"What is it that you desire?" Snape asked with an urgency in his voice, his expression entirely devoid of its usual placidity.

After all, back then, Luo Linhuan had been poisoned while saving her, and after painstakingly serving in the General's Manor for several months to repay that debt, he could not afford to let his identity be exposed once more simply for the sake of his own safety.

"The general leading the expedition south against the Wolf Kingdom on behalf of the Wind Dog Kingdom is Hutietu, known as the foremost warrior of the north. Valiant and battle-hardened, he has commanded troops for decades, traversing the northern lands with few rivals. That he has driven the Wolf Kingdom back step by step in this campaign is ample proof of his peerless military genius."

"Indeed..." In another realm of the void, the Nine-Nether Dark Phoenix opened its eyes, strange and mystical symbols flashing within their depths.

Since the opposing party were people of Wang Yi, no matter how much dissatisfaction the others held, they still wore polite facades as they escorted them out.

"Do not worry, it is an uninhabited planet; that dosage is not nearly enough to consume an entire world." Luke closed the spatial gate with an indifferent expression.

From the treetops, by merely listening to the low growls of the zombies, one could easily determine their exact locations.

Moreover, making a round trip while managing to evade the pursuit of numerous cavalrymen carried far too great a risk.

It was time for dinner, yet with such a heavy ceremonial crown resting upon her head, Jiang Jiuxun was at a loss for how to proceed, terrified that a single bow of her head would send it tumbling down.

Although the mysterious man did not answer Ji Tianxing, his actions had already signaled to the White Fox King that this individual was here to make trouble for him! If he did not leave immediately, he would inevitably be drawn into a joint siege by this person and Ji Tianxing.

However, since Li Shenghuan was participating in this Divine Martial Tournament, he would no longer conceal his identity, nor was it possible for him to do so any longer.

Yet just as Wu Tian prepared to unleash his next move, a dozen demon commanders surrounded him.

By the time the other five sacred sects reacted and dispatched troops to provide reinforcement, Ling Ruoshui had already vanished without a trace.

Thus, opportunity had nothing to do with time; rather, it was closely tied to strength. The greater one's strength, the greater the opportunities one would encounter.

Under the relentless bombardment, the planet shattered and space tore apart. The Dark Sovereign of the Universe's body bounced like a rubber ball through the tenth-order cosmos—now plunging into the first-order universe, now rebounding into the second, and then into the tenth. Wu Tian was simply indulging his desire to vent, knowing that the Dark Sovereign would not perish so easily.

Han Xiao walked along the tunnel for over twenty paces before suddenly spotting a footprint on the left wall. This was evidently a mark he had left behind earlier while fleeing for his life, when he had used the wall to push off and gain momentum.

"I am of the same mind. Go ahead and do as you see fit, and just say whatever you need. Right now, your team is the one lacking in manpower," Lin Mu agreed.

Conversely, within this red halo of light, Qian Xunyue's offensive power would be multiplied several times over.

At this moment, renovations were still underway within the encampment, but the workshop had already been completed. All kinds of equipment-manufacturing apparatuses—regardless of whether Lin Mu had any use for them—had been fully installed inside, giving it a remarkably luxurious appearance.

Furthermore, Lin Tian suspected that it was Donghuang Taiyi who had recommended him to the Jade Emperor; otherwise, such a "stroke of good fortune" would truly never have fallen upon him.

Naturally, this was also related to the fact that the visitors were Liu Bei, Guanhai, and Zhang Fei. Without overwhelming them and leaving them in awe, how could he possibly have a chance to poach them?

"Teacher... I am sorry. I never imagined you would still be exhausting yourself over my affairs." At this thought, Ouyang Shan's voice grew somewhat choked with emotion.

Condensing vital energy into armor was a feat that should only be achievable at the Martial General level, but because he possessed ice-attribute vital energy, he was able to forge this set of ice armor right here at the Martial Master stage. Furthermore, in terms of sheer durability, this armor was absolute top-tier.

Wu Youzhi felt himself to be exceptionally unfortunate. Today, having managed to return home on time for once, he had unexpectedly struck a pedestrian on the road. Although he was completely uninjured, the mere thought of those rumors about drivers who hit someone and were subsequently forced to provide for them for the rest of their lives made him silently lament his ill luck.

At any rate, when they went to dine shortly, nothing untoward would happen. After all, their single-minded goal was to marry off Sister Ying so that she could bring them a better life.

Soi Fon was Law's wife—a fact that the knights within the Wandenreich naturally understood; otherwise, how could they have so easily accepted a Shinigami ordering them around?

"Mr. Crete, Sova is gone." When he returned to Sova's side once more, though the man was being propped up by others, he had already lost his heartbeat and breath.

"Don't ask him, there's no point," Qiao Rui said, pulling Li Shuyi over and whispering a few words into her ear.

When Sanlang grew stubborn, not even a team of oxen could pull him back. Xu Zijuan could not persuade him in the least and could only stay by his side to accompany him. A flurry of footsteps sounded as Fifth Master Qin approached with Quannan and Quanxi; Quanbei did not come.

After arranging for Fatty Bin and the others to sit at a relatively prominent table, Liu Yu walked over to greet the various entrepreneurs one by one. Today was the wedding of the chairman of the Kyoto Immortal Alliance Company; how could they possibly dare not to give him face?

"Let me give you a taste of hardship first." The young master of the White Moon Sect grasped with a single hand, gathering vast and boundless immortal Qi.

The clamorous and noisy sounds of battle and strife were everywhere, endlessly echoing across various locations in the Myriad Treasures City.

At this declaration, the entire clan was invigorated, and a profound sense of pride in their strength and prosperity welled up from the depths of everyone's hearts.

"Haha... This old man exercises frequently! Only a physique as perfect as mine is worthy of the title of the Thunder Emperor!" The Thunder Emperor laughed heartily, his heroic spirit piercing the heavens.

As the pagoda entered his body, Huang Xuanling hastily slapped his storage bag, retrieved a vial of Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit-Sculpting Milk, and tilted it back to pour it down his throat. Only then did a hint of color return to his previously pale complexion.

Having not seen Lin Yifeng for many days, Yang Xue could not suppress the surging excitement within her heart at this moment.

In the end, Heishui directly ordered all the holy clan members searching outside for Xiao Chen to return. If they continued like this, not only would they fail to capture Xiao Chen, but more of their people would end up slaughtered by him—even if he claimed not to care.

Many men stared without blinking, and several even came over to strike up a conversation, only to be chased away by Lin Long and Feifan.