Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Black Widow, Guan Shiya!

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The Light God’s expression changed drastically. He frantically squeezed the surrounding light energy, and under that rapid absorption, a black hole formed beside him. With no light, only darkness remained. Darkness began to engulf the entire hall until, gradually, nothing could be seen anymore.

A broad chest offered more chances to strike. Clearly, Old Master Jiu had been plotting this blade attack for a long time.

I never imagined that a prairie empire could be rife with so many internal conflicts and hidden schemes. No wonder the Willow Orange Empire could not concentrate its main strength on dealing with us. At last, I understood.

Ning Fan truly did not know what to say, while Chen Min was racking her brains for a tactful way to express what she meant.

In the face of the funeral of the eldest young master of the Ning family, all the prominent figures of Dragon City came personally to offer their condolences.

They could only guess that the surrounding time had been affected and slowed down, which was why they had been utterly powerless against the attacks of the two ancient beasts.

“I know. We don’t need Tosda anymore. Once the control console has been removed from the Town Hall, blow up the Guardian production line and the Town Hall in their entirety.” Jing Qiongyue issued the order succinctly.

It was not nearly so straightforward. The reason, naturally, was that everything Xiao Feng had done had been excessively domineering.

However, in the next instant, just as the three attackers grinned viciously, eager to watch the black-robed man die horribly, their pupils suddenly contracted.

“If it were the former Luo Tianqing, she might remember. But the current me does not.” Luo Tianqing’s guess had indeed been correct. Yet the scrutiny and wariness in that person’s eyes aroused in her a greater curiosity about the Luo Tianqing of the past.

“Let go! Let go!” Xia Ziqi exerted all her strength before finally wrenching herself free of Xia Daya’s grip.

The moment Du Longheng fell to his knees, Lou Jinyu’s hands trembled. Cold sweat seeped out continuously, and his lips began to quiver uncontrollably.

“Xin’er, I think we should go another day. Wouldn’t it be better to wait until Beibei has time, then take you all together?” He immediately offered the best suggestion he could think of.

After some thought, Luo Yu covered her face with a black veil. With her eyes closed, specks of green light flickered across her body. Suddenly, she opened her eyes. Her body drifted lightly through the air and flew to the tree on the left, where she sat upon a branch. Once Jiang Yong and the others discovered that she was gone, they would certainly send people to search for her. She only needed to wait here.

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The resort lay beneath H City. They soon reached the expressway, where blue-and-white guardrails had been erected on either side. At their speed, the colors blurred together, becoming a single band of white light streaming past.

The instant Feng Wuji finished speaking, a series of sharp gasps rose from the mountaintop. It turned out that ten years ago, this very strike had allowed him to defeat the number-one fighter on the Azure Ranking. After that, no one had dared challenge him for ten years.

“Master.” Sorrow and pleading filled Luo Yun’s eyes. His younger sister was all he had left now; he could not bear to lose her.

“The Great River Sect is to be annihilated.” Those five simple words made Qing Shuang and the onlookers outside the door tremble inwardly, a chill running from head to toe.

“What? You mean Ajiu reached the peak of the Master Stage after only half a month of cultivation?!” The Fourth Elder could not help leaping to his feet.

The young man from the Heavenly King Path, meanwhile, was suffering bitterly. He clenched his teeth repeatedly. He wanted to end the battle quickly—indeed, he was even more anxious than she was to suppress Sun Sheng.

“Uh…” Qin Hui and Jian Xingchen wore awkward expressions. Though they did not openly admit it, their reactions had unmistakably betrayed them.

“I’m still wearing the Ironcloth Garment, a third-tier divine artifact. Even if he stabs me with his sword, it won’t matter. I can definitely escape this forest alive…” At that moment, he had completely forgotten how certain he had been that Sun Ang could not possibly make it out alive today.

In the end, Sun Sheng sat down cross-legged once more. He had gained many insights. Although he had initially completed the stacking of his divine abilities, he had not yet managed to merge them into one. Further experimentation was still necessary.

Sun Yi appeared directly in front of him, wearing a faint, smug smile. With a lift of his hand, a starry robe spread outward. Blood stained the corner of his mouth, yet he looked every inch a victor.

“What is it you want to say?” Sun Sheng asked. He sensed that the other man was not merely putting on an act and perhaps truly had something important to tell him.

The price Qiao Chusheng had offered was “going abroad”—taking Xu Dong overseas. The condition Fang Deyi had offered was the two shops. What surprised Xu Dong most was that Mu Yuanshan had finally brought up “that matter.”

“I never agreed to help you.” After saying this, Black Sand flashed away again, retreating directly a hundred meters into the distance.

How could this possibly have made Old Master Qiao happy? Besides, Bob had previously disguised himself as Qiao Chusheng and maintained this property. Now that Bob was dead, someone else would have to be sent here.

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Wang Xiaoxin’s face twisted in agony, yet she could not make a sound. Her life was entirely in Sun Sheng’s hands.

The moment Mu Xiu heard the name Mu Yan, anger surged within him. How could he have forgotten? There was another crucial figure involved in this matter.

The night wind stirred his short hair gently. His handsome face looked especially captivating beneath the light. Across the distance, a pair of somewhat fierce eyes glared at her, while his expression was exceptionally foul.

With so many thoughts weighing on their minds, no one could sleep peacefully. Even when they finally managed to doze off, their dreams were filled with what they had dwelled on during the day, leaving them restless and unable to find peace.

The truth was that he had not merely heard of it by chance. Ever since he learned that this matter was the demon in Li Lingyue’s heart, he had deliberately made inquiries.

She had few capable people under her command at present. Both the Demon Master and Dark Shadow had suffered injuries, making them unfit to undertake missions outside.

Bai Ruihua saw that Jiang Baoqing still wore that calm, detached expression, as though few people or matters could ever trouble her heart.

“Thank you, Junior Brother Jiang! I never expected the force of that explosion to be so powerful. It was truly reckless of me to put you in danger!” Liu Yiyou turned and spoke apologetically to Jiang Shan beside him.

When Jiang Shan saw the figure of Senior Divine Tortoise, he was stunned as well. After all, Senior Divine Tortoise possessed knowledge and cultivation far beyond that of his own master. Jiang Shan was also somewhat puzzled and wanted to ask Senior Divine Tortoise about it.

Jiang Baoqing looked at Bian Siyu lying on the bed, casually pinched her arm, and shook her head with considerable disapproval.

To be honest, this kind of encirclement was completely different from the “Six Great Sects Besieging the Radiant Summit” described by Old Master Jin. Everyone releasing albums in the same month was simply a strategy in which both sides suffered losses.

At that moment, Li Ruotong was entirely different from the image she presented before outsiders. In public, she had always seemed like a cold, otherworldly fairy who did not partake in worldly affairs. But now her eyes were filled with curiosity, and she looked like an inquisitive child.

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