Chapter 62: The Bloody Lady

Then he recounted how he had been street-racing on the highway, got intercepted, and forcefully broke through the blockade.

He instinctively doubted the words of Divine Doctor Bai and the other physicians, as he wanted to hear Mi Guiren's judgment.

Hua Ruoge replied with a letter instructing her to pay close attention to the disciples sent to investigate, ordering them to be killed on sight.

Shi Buyu's words were neither humble nor overbearing. He calmly acknowledged the defeat of the Southern Yi, yet added that it was merely a temporary setback—implying, of course, that he hoped the Wei State would not press too hard. Ning Zetian smiled slightly and looked toward Pei Shuye.

"You're barely old enough to grow facial hair and you already know how to admire a beauty! Looks like someone from the Wei State!" a few people nearby sneered in low voices.

A royal carriage dominated by gold and red colors waited outside the castle. The bride and groom, having changed into new attire, boarded the carriage and prepared to take a tour around Lugu Lake.

The two were tied up in the very center, and it was evident they had suffered severe torture from core magma, with wounds covering their entire bodies.

She had always believed that Gu Yingchen's pampering of his wife meant mutual respect, polite interactions, and sweet harmony.

As she spoke, tears began to fall slowly. Her eyes were red and swollen, and with a flutter of her long eyelashes, a string of tears rolled down, making her look all the more pitiful and endearing.

Doctor Qian and many of the apprentices outside burst into laughter, their expressions full of mockery.

With a whoosh, the figures of Chen Teng and Li Weijian vanished into the teleportation array, which then gradually returned to its original state as the blue light dissipated.

Except for Ao Lie, Li Bai, and Guan Yu, everyone else was blown flying backward by this shockwave of light.

Seeing this, the chubby village bully felt a jolt of panic in his heart, a trace of fear flashing across his face. Staring at Chen Teng, he demanded aggressively with a faltering sense of confidence.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan could no longer suppress the anger burning in his heart. The panicked escape following the battle between him, Li Jiang, and Li Sheng had already filled him with suppressed fury, though he usually kept it hidden.

Zhang Qian immediately commanded his eight clones to take aim at the Myriad Sea Demonic Sage, unleashing another arrow before instantly teleporting to his own side and drawing out the Fire Cloud Banner.

Ma Zhe had already recounted this story countless times over the past few days. Anyone he met would immediately ask about it, and Ma Zhe would tailor his response accordingly—giving a brief summary to some while launching into a lengthy narrative for others. For Qin Fengming, however, Ma Zhe exercised restraint and detailed the sequence of events thoroughly.

The sound at that moment was like the cascading of towering mountains and flowing rivers, the crashing of seas and oceans. Yet, at that very instant, the long-dormant Heavenly City began to tremble, catching everyone off guard with a sense of astonishment.

With that, everyone halted in their tracks and turned their heads back all at once. For a moment, the conference room fell so silent that the drop of a pin could be heard, and everyone stared at the deputy team leader in disbelief.

While the outside world was abuzz with heated discussions regarding Chen Teng, a few days later, Chen Teng and Ouyang Xingxing quietly departed the island nation under the arrangements of the Enchantress.

The five-colored light shattered the starlight, and divine birds spread their wings and cried out as gazes locked onto the scene. That aura was nothing short of terrifying.

Most of them belonged to the newer generation, having cultivated the Xinluo Tianhuan Universe system right from the start. Although they still lacked physical bodies like soul cultivators, they were otherwise almost indistinguishable from them.

Pei Xiu firmly resolved to lead a force out of the city for rescue operations, knowing the defenders inside still had to face the onslaught of several thousand Mohe tribesmen. Disregarding the objections of other generals, she pressed forward with her decision.

Yang Weifei had taken him along on a rural research trip today precisely to keep him out of the way, preventing him from attending the meeting to reveal the truth.

In short, after a messy entanglement of grievances spanning the better part of a day, the cake was finally sliced. Those with capability, or those backed by powerful families, each secured their own share.

A dozen minutes later, Su Qianqian walked into the front hall of the Chen family residence. Inside, Su Yue and Chen Fan were discussing official business. Su Yue had just returned from Lingnan, and on the table before them lay the newly signed cooperation contract with the thirty-three clans of the Qiao Yi tribe.

The heads of various families came forward to pay their respects to Sakura no Jun, then seated themselves around the martial arts arena to await the start of the duel.

"Rumble, rumble!" The light gate took shape, floating heavily in the air. Resembling the gaping maw of a monster, it was pitch-black inside, making it impossible to discern what lay within.

The blackness of her dress set off her naturally fair, snow-white skin, making her appear both cool and dazzlingly radiant.

Xu Cheng, however, grabbed the straps on her shoulders and slipped the dual constraints off her slender shoulders.

In the end, the two team leaders conferred and formed an ocean-fishing team consisting of Kim Jong-kook, Kang Dae-sung, Lee Chen, Wu Qilong, Lee Hyori, and Liu Tao, tasking them with catching seafood in the sea.

After a long time, the Mohawk-styled man finally stopped sobbing and gave a rough account of what happened after they escaped.

Everyone watched in dumbfounded shock, swallowing hard. The scene was so quiet that heartbeats could be heard. They knew he was formidable, but they never expected him to be this monstrously powerful.

"You'll have to ask if I agree first!" Dugu Hentian clenched his fists, producing a cracking sound, and shouted coldly.

A lecture drawing an audience of three hundred people would already be considered remarkable. Coupled with venue preparation, scheduling, and other logistics, such an undertaking required an immense amount of time, energy, and manpower.

Knowing that the Eighth Prince would never spare him, the man did not bother calling for help. Instead, he opened his mouth and spat a glob of saliva directly onto the Eighth Prince's face.

Dressed entirely in black, Li Qiuxian furrowed his brows slightly. Going from initial reluctance to fight Qi Shuo to now slaughtering his entire clan, he had adapted with startling speed. Should this be regarded as an unexpected breakthrough?

When the two of them finally emerged from the ambiguous atmosphere, Wu allowed Chen Xingxing to hold her hands.

Simultaneously, they readied themselves for a counter-ambush. Behind the illusory scene fractured into eight segments, the true body of the Martial Illusion Sect Master was heavily shrouded in martial illusion radiance. The light was so intensely concentrated that it formed a mass of fairy-like white energy encasing him, making him look entirely like a glowing figure made of light.

Furthermore, the Western Immortal Emperor's Palace currently lacked any individuals of substantial capability. Since Immortal Emperor Shaohong himself had already accepted Wang Yu's presence, there was no need for the rest of them to raise objections; superfluous chatter would only breed resentment from others.

Not only within the group itself, but all over the internet as well, overwhelming discussions flooded in. Despite the blurred photos, someone had still managed to recognize them.