Volume 1, Chapter 20: Is Changning About to Be Punished?

Nalan Yan recalled the Dragon Boat Festival, that time he mistakenly believed Gu Pan had been swallowed by the river. It was not mere worry, but a primordial terror that welled from the depths of his heart, wrapping around him until he could barely breathe.

To date, over thirty leads regarding underworld forces have been reported through various channels, with more information flowing in daily.

"Although no one knows the location of the Nine Heavens, practitioners across the world still believe they must be real. Thus, some have named these heavens 'The Dao'."

"Master Ye Feng, do not be impatient. Let us have some tea first," Tuoba Hong said with a faint smile, pouring a cup for Ye Feng.

Yet, Yu Hanxin’s reaction just now had been so profoundly abnormal that Di Lige could not help but take the matter to heart.

"Hmph." Ye Feng let out a cold snort. The rebounding force was more than he could handle; though his blood, bones, and skin were formidable, his overall cultivation was not yet at the pinnacle.

Only now, seeing everything proceed exactly as he had envisioned, did Di Lige finally feel a sense of relief.

Just as Li Yu laughed wildly and Da Yong stared with wide eyes, the situation shifted once more. The sky, filled with crimson clouds, suddenly tore open, and a cataclysmic meteorite, ten thousand fathoms in diameter, plummeted from the heavens. Its presence was earth-shaking, felt by every monster and human in the Infinite Mountains, even those thousands of miles away.

The clothes here were geared toward a younger crowd, and it was a specialty store for couples' outfits; she could not fathom why her mother had brought her here.

The formidable Golden Blade Warrior was now in a total panic. Faced with the opponent’s storm-like onslaught, he could only struggle to defend himself. His body was already drenched in blood from countless slashes, his steps faltering; he could not last much longer.

The two exchanged an awkward glance. Zhang Li offered a charming smile and said, "It’s just a photo, don’t take it so seriously." With that, she ran over.

However, seeing this power of the Void, Luo Shuiyue was certain that I was not being controlled. The aura of the Heavenly Dao contained within it was genuine, entirely unlike the state I was in when possessed.

Had one not noticed the faces of the Japanese delegation change when they saw this second part? The Chinese delegation could faintly hear them cursing the Korean team for being underhanded and failing to give them a heads-up.

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He watched coldly as Lu Wanshan faded into the moonlight, saying nothing more. He had no time to concern himself with the life or death of someone who had nothing to do with him; he still had the task Wuxin had entrusted to him.

Wuxin searched carefully and suddenly noticed the grass beneath the perimeter wall was trampled and disheveled. He walked over to take a closer look and, upon doing so, a smile touched his lips, for there were a few faint drops of blood in the grass—it seemed they had been left only moments ago.

"To hell with your thanks. In my eyes, this Dragon Whisker Pill is worth nothing; only you common folk would treasure it," the quack doctor said with annoyance.

"Let us join forces to break open this stone gate! There must be treasures inside!" someone shouted.

On the North City Tower, Li Xiuning stood in full armor, gazing into the distance with a solemn expression. Beside her, Li Shentong paced back and forth, his hand resting on his sword hilt, his eyes flashing with icy intent.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. Both the physical and psychological conditions are quite good, though resting a bit longer will certainly help," Yan Songjie replied.

Yet, like the reaction from the major powers, countless people stood frozen, struck by the god-like display. However, voices of doubt also emerged, growing increasingly vehement.

After collecting his money, Ye Wudao picked up his rattan chest and prepared to leave. He had no plans for the night and intended to find a place to stay. He had only walked a few steps when a man rushed up, breathless, and blocked his path.

A powerful roar erupted from within the alchemy furnace, followed by a surging suction force that began pulling in all the spiritual energy in the vicinity.

"What are you saying? Of course I had to come pick you up," Lin Fei said with a smile, reaching out to take the travel bag.

Situ Feng said, "Junior sister, it is good that you are safe. Fortunately, we had the help of Young Hero Duyuan!" As Situ Feng spoke, the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect returned to its normal state. At that moment, a ray of auspicious light descended; dawn had broken.

Upon hearing this, the bandit Zhang Han declared, "Shut it, you bald monk, don't even think about it!" Now, Zhang Han could not care less; if he could help Hong Ren this once, it would be a way to repay the favor of Master Daoxin, who had saved him years ago.

He lowered his head in terror, glancing at the fist buried in his stomach, as the switchblade in his hand clattered to the ground.

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However, when Xiao Yan clearly saw the massive figure soaring through the Nine Heavens, his body trembled violently, and he was instantly drenched in a cold sweat.

The surrounding gravel flew everywhere, making for a terrifying scene, though Ye Wudao actually felt a pang of pity for the man's hand.

"That’s a good proposal!" Xiao Feng had no need to doubt the intellect of an old fox like Old George.

Cheng Haonan, already terrified and feeling as though his life was over, felt his legs turn to jelly and collapsed to the ground the moment he heard the words "General Chu."

After the Young Master of the Six Harmonies Palace spoke, his gaze regained its confidence. If Ning Feng were a demon, he might be wary, but an inner demon was nothing. An inner demon could not exist within a martial artist for long; its appearance was always limited in duration, and it had to contend with the host, posing little threat to him.

Itsuka Kotori was furious. Her state now was entirely incomparable to that of the morning; she was like a volcano that had suddenly erupted.

Chu Yunfeng was not at all surprised by Ye Xiu's identity; it was clearly written in the Dragon Group's files.

Two thousand years ago, a large number of Tang Tri-color glazed horses appeared, but they were always considered funerary objects. Many domestic tycoons, fearing they were tainted by the dead and unlucky, allowed a large batch of the excavated items to be taken away by foreigners.

"This... if you do not believe me, miss, so be it. But the rules cannot be broken. Since you are not causing trouble here, I cannot serve you the Tea of Forgetfulness. You may order any other tea you wish..." The tea stall owner, slightly adjusting to the chill, frowned and spoke.