Chapter 166: You Have No Personal Freedom

Apocalypse: Stockpiling a Trillion Supplies at the Start Master Wujie 1286 words 2026-04-02 04:24:17

Qingcheng nodded and replied, "Our leader is indeed the initial founder and leader of our Security Bureau camp, as well as one of the current Awakened ones across Heyue City. His strength is undoubtedly that of a terrifying master who ranks in the top ten locally."

After saying this, Qingcheng fixed her gaze directly on Cao Bin.

Because the man before her right now might very well be the most powerful individual in the entire region.

......

As the few of them were talking, a patch of the black smoke in the distance suddenly vanished, followed by a burst of golden light flashing across the protective array outside the Zen temple, clearly indicating that it was under attack.

A fellow with yellowish-brown skin who looked at a glance like a transformed lizard stared fixedly at the sandstorm in the distance, his eyes filled with envy. This was the absolute pinnacle of sand-control techniques—the Myriad Dusts Return to the Ancestor, a feat that only that person could execute. Just witnessing this momentum alone made it worth a lifetime of pursuit for people like them.

"Who is it? Wandering around outside in such hot weather?" A very aged voice sounded, and immediately after, an old woman in ragged clothes pushed the door open and walked out.

At this moment, vegetation withered, soil and rocks shattered, and endless cracking marks spread outward from the dual pincers.

The star tiger in Lu Sansheng's arms opened its fierce eyes, broke free from his embrace, landed on the ground, and stared intently at the tent, its fur standing completely on end.

The recording of the background music needed to be adjusted according to the length of each scene and the changing requirements of the setting.

Every gesture of his caused the ground to tremble, and had it not been for the obstruction of the array, the very sky overhead might have changed color as well.

He did not have to wait long before Qin Guan emerged from the quiet chamber. Hearing that Yu Qi had been waiting for him for a long time, he could not help but feel a twinge of curiosity. Could something else have happened at Lushan? Therefore, after resting for only a moment, he came to the middle hall to see Yu Qi.

The eagle-winged lion-bodied beast transformed into an ice sculpture, soaring directly over Lu Sansheng's head.

Ah Da reacted in an instant, directly spinning around to evade his snatch while assuming a defensive posture.

In contrast, Mu Nantian's movements were remarkably effortless and fluid. Every sword strike was as natural as flowing clouds and moving water, yet every single stroke left Lambert feeling exceptionally distressed.

Looking at Chu Ning, who at this moment resembled a devil with a crazed aura, Tang Yan raised his own defense to the absolute maximum.

"Hey, calm down. I just got out of the hospital. Do you want to kick me back in?" Cai Junwei raised his hands in surrender.

A moment later, Li Sanniang arrived at the main hall. Just as she lifted her foot to step across the threshold, she heard a hearty greeting from within—"Your subordinate pays respects to Your Highness the Princess!" Looking closely, it turned out to be Qiu Yingqi, a former subordinate from Mount Zhongnan and a General of the Light Cavalry.

Sure enough, Zhu Bingjie made another funny face at Xiao Peng. "Hmph, Uncle Xiao Peng is the worst!" With that, she turned her head, mounted 'Silver', and galloped away.

The crowd's eyes brightened as they saw that although Qian Shuangxue was dressed in plain mourning attire, it still could not conceal her slender and graceful posture. Though there were tear stains on her eyes, she was completely unharmed, making it clear that the Evil Qiu had not made things difficult for her.

Meng Tong was in the middle of a fit of anger, his face flushed red. Feeling resentful yet helpless, he felt one of his guards nearby reach out and tug gently at the hem of his robe.

"You're here? Have a seat. Yesterday, the board of directors held a meeting and thoroughly reformed the company. There are also some adjustments regarding you, and I was just about to tell you." Qin Man looked at Shen Feng with a smile. Before he knew it, he suddenly recalled the first time Shen Feng had come to the corporation, and looking at him now, he was a completely different person.

The scene fell into a dead silence. The crowd was awed by Xu Chen's formidable strength, but they were even more terrified of the kingly aura that Xu Chen inadvertently exuded.

Wilder paced forward. As he walked, the swamp rippled and flowed back into his body. By the time he reached Roseryarch, the swamp had completely vanished, and the bindings on Roseryarch were gone. However, he made no further moves; he turned around, raised his head beneath his black hood, and looked at Wilder.