Chapter Sixty-Six: The One Who Never Returned

This girl was none other than her closest confidante, Jian Yao, her only friend abroad. Yet, as far as she knew, Jian Yao had grown up overseas and had never once returned home.

In the photo, the woman appeared to be about twenty-four or twenty-five, but in her hand, she held a peculiar telephone—different from the current bulky mobile phones and portable handsets. This one was thinner, with a sleeker design and a more refined feel...

Jiajing and the others saw one newly forged iron cannon after another, standing proudly beneath the sunlight, their dark muzzles aimed directly at the crown prince, whose face was frozen in bewilderment atop the city wall.

At this moment, Xu Mengqi narrowed her eyes at the vampiric spider, fully aware that today's ordeal was inevitable. Yet, this creature was formidable beyond belief—she could not afford to disgrace herself before her leader.

The impact of colliding domain artifacts was unimaginable; space itself seemed on the verge of collapse. "Spatial Reinforcement." A flash burst from Long Chen's right eye, and instantly, the space stabilized.

"I'll speak to Dr. Yew first, then you can come back in five days," Professor Oak waved his hand dismissively.

Bloodsong sensed the man in the cassock before him radiating a sacred brilliance, yet within that sanctity, there lurked a sliver of darkness.

"So the key lies in Liu, Guan, and Zhang slaying generals on the battlefield? If you keep meddling, I might lose Zhang Jiao, a client of considerable potential."

"You... just now..." At this point, Kikyo wanted to say, "You pressed that... thing against me," but the words stuck in her throat. What kind of person was Kikyo? How could she utter something so unspeakable?

Although one could not recklessly use aura to attack, gradually gathering it would do little harm to an opponent. To break rocks in such a way seemed pointless to Reijel.

After a while, a ripple stirred in Tang Shuai’s calm eyes, a sharp gleam flashed across them, and when he spoke, his voice cracked like thunder, startling even the Earth Lords into a jolt.

Thus, Echizen could only mutter his misfortune under his breath, marvel at the strength of the plot, and pay the bill himself.

It was no fool; at this moment, it finally realized it had encountered something truly terrifying. Panicked, it hastily changed direction, attempting to flee.

Liu Bei ordered Guan Yu to lead Kong Rong’s five thousand troops as the vanguard, while he himself commanded two thousand soldiers from Pingyuan as the rear guard, all marching toward Xuzhou.

After everyone was seated, Ye Kong found himself by the window, in the last row—the classic protagonist’s seat, as decreed by every anime from Sakura Land.

Yang Hao, unwilling to waste words, suddenly lashed out, landing a kick squarely on Pei Yun’s chest, sending him flying.

Yi Le stole a glance at the sleeping Kasumigaoka Utaha beside him. In the past, he’d let himself be deceived by her ambiguous use of the word “friend,” never thinking too deeply about it. Now, as he pondered it, he realized just how overly intimate Utaha had always been with him.

Wenqi tilted his head toward the night sky. The moonlight was bright and clear, filling him with a sense of serenity. With that tranquility, his earlier anger faded away without a trace.

With a leap, he soared toward Yin Shaoming, traversing the air in a few steps to pass above the giant serpent. Forming seals with both hands, he conjured a fireball, held it for a few seconds, then clenched his fist once more.

Chai Shao rose from a table just below Yang Guang’s seat, bowed respectfully, and requested permission to join the battle.

Hearing Xingnai’s voice, tinged with tears, Yi Le opened his mouth, yet found himself at a loss for words.

"Father, I can do it. My injuries are nearly healed," Lin Yuxi hurriedly reassured Lin Xiangnan.

Wan Sisheng and Wan Sien knelt before the church, both deeply grateful at that moment for the statue before them. Their God had finally given them the home they had long desired.