Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Source of Trouble

When Liang Jiang regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was a large tongue licking half of his face, leaving it feeling damp and smelling foul.

He snapped his eyes open, only to see a yellow dog’s head grinning broadly just inches from his face.

"Damn it all, the firepower is so intense—it’s all automatic weapons," Lei muttered, huddled by the doorway with his hands over his helmet.

After all, everyone had realized Lin Xiao’s determination: he intended to pack up the entire Supreme Immortal Palace and take it with him.

However, because his mental energy was depleting so rapidly, even a potent substance like the Spirit-Restoring Powder eventually reached its limit. In just five short breaths, the powder’s effects were exhausted. Yet, Hu Ao refused to give up. He consumed the powder as if it were worthless scrap, one portion after another, creating a constant cycle of replenishment and consumption.

Slowly, tiny specks of light descended from the sky, shrouding the entire hilltop densely, much like a swarm of fireflies. The faint radiance illuminated Xiu’er’s face, making her appear incomparably divine.

Speaking of this, Pangu could not help but sigh. The sigh was heavy with endless sorrow and regret, a weight that inexplicably infected even Li Yi.

Although the Demon race had retreated, the atmosphere on the battlefield did not lighten; instead, it became increasingly solemn and tense. Everyone knew that the current peace was merely temporary, and that in the next second, the Demon army might return with ten or a hundred times their previous force. Consequently, no one dared to let their guard down.

Feeling that close, benevolent, yet sacred and majestic aura right before them, Xing Tian and the other two lowered their heads even further, bowing with profound reverence.

For every table, they served two portions of green crab—one steamed and one stir-fried in spicy sauce. Every dish came in two versions to accommodate those who could eat spicy food and those who could not.

"Yes, Captain, haha..." The special forces members replied in unison, then removed their masks and helmets, chuckling in small groups as they headed toward the elevator.

Suddenly, the large monster not far away turned around with a roar, swinging its fist toward Xiang Long and his companions. Seeing this, they hurriedly used teleportation to escape to the side. Although they had many questions for Xiang Long, at that moment, their own injuries were more important than anything else.

That door was right next to Room 1, and I passed by it every day as I came and went. It’s hard to say—this might be Li Siming testing me.

"Chief, this is the topographical map of Mount Wudeng..." a police officer reported, running over with the map in his hand.

Furthermore, he had developed a keen curiosity about A-Xin. This young man radiated a fierce battle aura no less intense than his own; there must be something lurking within his body—something that even he, Single-Claw, had to treat with caution.

Angie was secretly delighted. Taking advantage of a moment when Kelly wasn't looking, she glanced outside the door. She planned to use the water level in her hands to distract Kelly and then dash out. She had just heard the sound of tractor and motorcycle engines outside, leading her to judge that the road was not far away. As long as she could reach the roadside, she would certainly be saved.

The man had been prepared; he caught Feng Xi just as she fell and carried her into the room, laying her on the bed. A-Li also jumped onto the headboard and crouched beside Feng Xi, staring at this strange man with sharp, hostile eyes.

Before long, Xiang Long returned to the forest. Seeing him arrive, Wendy and the others could not help but feel a bit annoyed.

Kaisvied thought this explanation was reasonable enough, so he did not continue to press the matter. However, since it was something hidden in a secret compartment, it must be very important. Why, then, was it just a few crates of rocks?

Immortal Venerable Qingming was also a deity highly trusted by the Heavenly Realm, but he still could not understand Feng Xi's words. Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, he did not press for an answer.