Chapter 28

Feng Qian narrowed his eyes, sat down on the sofa, and casually picked up her phone to check the call history.

Qian Li cheered. “Well done! These are all people from the Zhuo family or their lackeys. It wouldn’t matter if they were butchered.” In an effort to help, she tossed over a chili bomb.

When Boss Lei had spoken just now, he had effectively revealed his coordinates. With those few shots, Lin Feng had merely been a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse; he had never expected to actually hit anyone.

With an expressionless face and the unaccepted Phoenix Token in hand, Duanmu Deshu walked into the great hall, where all the officials stood in attendance.

Thus, the Fish would no longer fight the humans, Yuanba would go kill the insects, and everyone would join the battle. If they were going to risk their lives, what was the point of hiding in the rear? Charging forward was safer.

Sikong Jue, who had followed them in, let a flicker pass through his eyes. Staring at the black rabbit as though he had understood something, he gave Yun Xin an appreciative glance.

Murong Ruo heard the sound behind her and knew that Jimo had come out. Seeing him today, she found that the man’s beauty had grown even more striking.

When Wu Yongsheng saw that Lin Feng was completely unharmed, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was astonished inwardly. Brother Feng truly was an impossible-to-defeat existence.

Mingzhu returned with a new design and saw that the Prime Minister was still standing with his hands behind his back, exactly as he had been at the beginning. Beside him, Her Majesty the Empress slept peacefully.

Jiang Liangqiu almost burst out laughing, but fortunately remembered in time what day it was and managed to restrain himself.

Mo Mo in particular had never entered the Trial Grounds even once and had no idea how strange they truly were. He only hoped that, in this complicated place, he could silently torture Tulu to death.

Shenweitin stood frozen where he was, kneeling on the ground as tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes.

A man hurriedly brought out a jade talisman and was about to open the teleportation array when a sudden pain shot through his palm. The talisman, together with his arm, was consumed by the infernal flames. Seeing the fire spreading rapidly, and knowing that ordinary water techniques could not suppress it, he immediately drew his blade and severed his own arm, sending scarlet blood spraying through the air.

The waterfall hung suspended in flight, carrying the force of a thousand armies and ten thousand horses. It resembled a snow-covered peak collapsing from the heavens, magnificent and overwhelming as it crashed down, sending water surging several yards into the air.

The corners of Li Yi’s lips lifted slightly. Then he formed hand seals and absorbed the fierce-beast essence of the Flying Leopard. With one step, he appeared beside the blood-red tiger, and once again struck out with his right palm. The tiger did not even have time to let out a scream before it was killed instantly.

The sword tassel at his waist swayed gently. He lowered his fingertips, tilted his head slightly upward, and let the rain wash over him. His entire body was drenched, droplets falling from his hair into the mud with soft, rhythmic taps.

Xi Jing spoke first, giving the dazed man a kick, though his own heart was sinking endlessly.

“How could you know how many mountain caves and underground caverns I had to search back then to collect this little bit of ash? And how much thought and effort it took to hang suspended in midair and sift it evenly, layer by layer, throughout this cavern?” Huang Banxian continued arguing inwardly.

Rong Hai had never expected one of his own men to try to kill him. He turned and pointed at the man, but in the end, he fell to the ground and died, filled with overwhelming unwillingness.

Mo Mo’s maneuver of burning the bridge after crossing it was truly brilliant. The moment Ji Qiandao and Yi Yi heard it, they bristled with fury.

When the viewers in the livestream saw Lin Feng hurl a barrage of grenades that instantly took out the two enemies inside the house, they declared that the scene was immensely satisfying. Those with plenty of credit points began showering Lin Feng with tips as though money meant nothing.

The valley was shaded by lush green trees, their leaves verdant and dense, like great green umbrellas spread open overhead. Beneath those enormous canopies, a cluster of courtyards stood in orderly rows along both banks of the stream. Wisps of cooking smoke curled upward, lending the scene the air of a centuries-old village.

Yan Wan’er did not know that Lin Chen was going to the Immortal Realm, but she knew that Lin Chen would eventually meet that person from the Immortal Realm.

At least he was far better than those who spoke sweetly but never did anything in practice. Empty talk could never compare with real action. He even appeared from time to time to help people resolve their troubles and carry out acts of justice.

“You’re too late to beg for mercy now! Ha ha!” Ye Taichen laughed crazily, throwing his head back and forth. He had been brutally beaten by Yi Ming halfway up the mountain, and when he hastily withdrew the formation just now, he had also suffered its backlash. His mind was somewhat muddled, and it never occurred to him that he should simply shoot Yi Ming dead first.

“The Soul-Gathering Spell isn’t working. There’s no way to wake Lin Chen here. I’ll go somewhere else and look.” As Meng Die spoke, she used the Profound Ice Pearl as the core to construct a coffin of profound ice.

He no longer had the slightest inclination to pay attention to that noble young master. Ji Hao walked woodenly to the bed and knelt down. Then he stared blankly at his mother’s face, saying nothing as silent tears slipped down his cheeks.

In his previous life, Lin Feng had spent a great deal of time addicted to online games, and he had been especially unable to tear himself away from battle-royale games. Thinking of the system he now possessed, he could not help recalling the cheats from his former life: invincibility, auto-aim, wallhacks, teleportation, killing enemies from thousands of miles away, snow drifting across ten thousand miles, and so on.

After he put it that way, everyone exchanged glances. In the end, their eyes unanimously turned toward Li Lang, waiting for him to volunteer. There was no other choice—he was the only one who had not been drinking.

The next moment, an object in his arms began to glow. Masaki Keigo took it out and saw that it closely resembled Daigo’s Divine Light Rod. Its color, however, was a dusky violet. It was not evil, but neither was it particularly righteous.

Xia Shanhu and Billy left the hotel and drove straight to one of Xia Shanhu’s residences. It was one of his properties, fully furnished but never occupied. Besides, he did not care about earning that little bit of rent, so he had simply left it vacant, arranging for someone to clean it every so often.

Silently blaming his future father-in-law for being far too overbearing, Fan Jin ate a few mouthfuls of food, hurriedly bade Xia Menghai farewell, rose, and left the restaurant, heading straight for Shamao Alley.

“What a spectacle!” Zhang Xin drew in a sharp breath. The airflow whipped painfully against her cheeks, and she had to narrow her eyes to see Gu Xi at the center of the turbulent current, dancing about excitedly in disbelief at the immense power he had suddenly gained.