One Last Look

Just as Du Fei was preparing to teach Tang Lei another lesson, Tang Lei’s expression suddenly changed dramatically as he stared toward the distance.

"What? You want to eat me?" Tianji Zi’s shocked cry rang out from within the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, his voice filled with utter disbelief.

Seeing that Hua Qianyu’s clothes covered only the vital parts and left everything else fully exposed, drawing every eye, Tang Zheng found it far too revealing.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure landed directly upon the altar. With a wave of his hand, ten iron blocks appeared before him, each with a numbered dial on the outside, all counting down.

Clearly, if one wanted to break Immortal Mountain’s monopoly over the Fortune Immortal Realm’s resources, there were only two methods. The first was to gain the approval of the Ascension Platform, so that from then on one could move freely in and out of the Fortune Immortal Realm without any restraint.

But now, facing a half-step Saint King who had yet to enter the Dao-Understanding Realm, he could not detect the slightest trace of panic or fear in the other man’s demeanor. It was as though Lin Yi had never taken him seriously at all. This made Mu Tianji both furious and uneasy.

As his spirit relaxed, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him. His body swayed once, then collapsed.

Although joining forces with the Wang and Huo families to strike at the Li family’s economy had little effect, it did not affect the Ke family’s business, and so Ke De’s mood was naturally excellent. Added to that was the unexpected agreement he had reached with Lin Feng, which made Ke De even happier.

When the Heavenly Seal Divine General and the others sensed the killing intent that had inadvertently leaked from the Dustless Divine Marquis, that single thread of murderous intent was enough to chill them to the bone. They shuddered, and not one of them could bring himself to think of fleeing.

At that, I and Jiu’er nodded and silently followed Qingyun Zi back the way we had come. Qingyun Zi used Daoist arts to fly ahead through the air, and Jiu’er and I could only keep close behind. It was already deep night, and all around was quiet and still. Thinking that Jiu’er had been successfully rescued, I finally felt some of my tension ease.

Wei Qingqing naturally thought of that dream, the one in which Liao Chen and Consort Xiao were endlessly entangled.

The red-eyed rabbit seemed to sense that something terrible was about to happen. A plume of black smoke escaped from within its body and drifted upward.

As for the players behind them, things were much easier. As long as they held on firmly with one hand and cast attacks with the other, that was enough. As time passed, the number of players at the scene grew fewer and fewer, until in the end no one dared step forward to attack anymore.

Some of them no longer even wanted to watch the match between Senior Brother Mu and Senior Brother Zhao, and only wished to return to their quarters to cultivate their vital blood.

Especially when he fought that formidable grandmaster, Xia Fan truly had no way to look after Yun Zhiyan.

This map could only be accurately pieced together by someone using a magnifying glass, along with professional reconstruction and clue-based deduction.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Art summoned the ghosts of all things within the surrounding area to become one’s own crab generals and shrimp soldiers, harassing the enemy and attacking the mind.

Yun Zhiyan seemed to have inherited the old master’s temperament, rather than her father’s.

With Bingxiao’s explanation, the things that had once seemed shrouded in mist gradually cleared, until the sky was finally revealed. Jiang Jili no longer asked who the ants were, or who had planned all of this, because none of that mattered anymore. The real crisis before him was something else entirely.

"Hmph! Fire Dragon, I have no intention of slowly playing with you! From here on, I’ll show you my true strength. Let’s see just how useless your fire dragon really is!"

Had Gajiru intended to go all out from the very start of the battle?

Fortunately for her, ever since the beginning he had never favored her as much as he did himself, and she was also willing to acknowledge him as her elder sister. Thus, Le Yingqian had always believed in Ruan Shuiyun without the slightest doubt.

Looking at the time on my phone, it was already past eleven in the morning. I took a cigarette from the table beside the bed, lit one, and thought about the dream I had just had—that nightmare I had already dreamed many times before. Each time the scene was much the same, except that every time, a new friend I had recently made would appear in it.

"Knight Lev is wary of us, which is why he won’t let us into the castle. Is it really necessary to enter his castle?" Jones asked, puzzled.

"Many thanks for Your Holiness’s magnanimity. Please come inside and taste some immortal fruit and divine wine." Yun Zhongzi respectfully invited the Fire Banyan.

"It was me." Jian Motong’s face was as pale as a ghost. She wore a black evening gown of plain, unadorned fabric, without a single piece of matching jewelry. Her eyes were red as she forced herself to endure her anger.

Just as I was feeling pleased with myself, my phone rang. It was actually a call from Wu Mingshui. I rejected it at once, then powered the phone off and ran forward.

But Tian Xuanzi’s momentum also came to a halt as the ice spikes scattered apart. Taking the chance, the Taoist bit through the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of vital blood. With both hands moving together, the Soul-Entangling Threads scattered on the ground flashed red, rose into the air, and formed a great net that came down to envelop the group. At the same time, he seized the opportunity to use an escape art and fled.

"Cycle of the heavens, manifest, blue lotus!" With Fire Banyan’s soft shout, a flash of spiritual light flared around him, and he was already within the Grand Array of the Heavenly Stars. In an instant, the formation changed, inverting yin and yang and reopening earth, wind, water, and fire. Layers of chaotic sword qi rose up, and boundless chaotic flames spread throughout the array, making it almost unbearable for everyone’s primordial spirits.