Chapter 155: Ascending the Cylindrical Peak

Liu Feng watched as the mass of iron-wire snakes swiftly vanished, feeling inexplicably bewildered for a moment. He glanced at Lin Long and saw that he wore the same expression of confusion.

"That's great. I thought all of us would be wiped out, but unexpectedly, the king iron-wire snake and the entire snake swarm suddenly withdrew."

"I finally understand what it means to survive a catastrophe."

"Haha! It's truly good to be alive."

Besides Liu Feng and Lin Long, three others were still alive. At that moment, they all wore smiles of relief, survivors against the odds.

"Sigh! I didn’t expect that out of dozens who ventured into the mountain, only five of us remain. It seems the Sky Dome Mountain is indeed perilous," Lin Long sighed with some emotion.

Bei Mingmo was momentarily stunned and tried to pull away, but exerting too much force caused the heel of her high-heeled shoe to get stuck in a crevice.

Jin Zhanghua listened to Wang Qin’s words and finally realized that Wang Qin was different from before. Though his family was poor, he was optimistic, especially when talking with his roommates; his tone unconsciously carried a hint of friendliness and warmth.

Song Ziyu felt a surge of satisfaction. The “Veil of Heaven Technique” was his own creation, born from his insight, and his Dao name was even incorporated into the spell’s description.

Yang Youhe’s meditation was brief this time; he opened his eyes just as Lin Feng’s stomach began to growl from hunger.

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away, Song Yiren and Gong Lingye received news from Xuanyuan Huo, inviting them to visit Xuanyuan Che the next day.

Mo Nian instinctively reached for some ice water but found none prepared in the room. There was only room-temperature mineral water, which offered her no relief.

Led by Qin Songlin, the disciples of Liuxian Mountain took their assigned seats while the veiled Liuxian Sect Leader ascended to the podium.

Night fell, yet the bustling streets remained brightly illuminated. Wu Yin wandered leisurely along the avenue, feeling everything around him was both strange and familiar. His memories had not yet fully integrated; some seemed to be sealed away.

Suddenly, a deep rumble exploded in the square. Directly above the teleportation area in the center of the Adventure Plaza, hundreds of thousands of adventurers looked up to see four massive gates of light emerge hundreds of meters overhead. Each gate bore a distinct shape and style, wildly different from the others.

The moment Shen Ruqi set down her cup, Shi Haoyu quickly rang for the nurse to bring medicine and gauze to rebandage her wounds.

Li Sibai, Luo Xiaoxiao, Zhang Shanfeng, Han Yuxuan, and Yang Wudi—all five had facial injuries. Without prompt treatment, the consequences would be severe.

Zhang Bin was still working late, wanting to finish the last film before leaving. Shen Man stepped out to buy him a milk tea, along with some snacks, reminding him not to work too late and to lock the door on his way out, then got into Qin Mo’s car.

In Xu Maogong’s impression, the Crown Prince had always been calm and composed in the face of danger. Yet today, beads of sweat appeared on the prince’s brow, and even his breathing was sharp and hurried.

Mu Kai bowed in farewell and returned to the dormitory to check on the injuries of Li Sibai and the others. After ensuring someone was caring for Han Yuxuan and Yang Wudi, he finally felt at ease.

If only Yi Yao’s competitive spirit weren’t so strong, if only she had been slower, more cautious, more deliberate, she might not have ended up in such a predicament.

Chen Tianfan leapt up excitedly; the hard times were finally over, and now he could unleash his full potential.

When they started this male wind faction, part of the intention was to promote the prince’s “good” reputation, but unfortunately, the prince was inexplicably often labeled as a good man.

Those past events, one after another, were etched deeply into her mind, like vivid sketches. No matter how hard Changsun tried to forget, they still haunted her dreams.

Fan Qiuying also knew that the fault lay heavily with the Hu family matriarch, but without her instigation, matters wouldn’t have escalated so severely.

Su Yun seemed to realize that the Qi Princess consort had taken such a roundabout route merely to find a way to slip away.

The contest continued. Although the Six Meridians Divine Sword was mysterious, at its core, it was still just swordsmanship. Du Gu Huang was a master of such realms and had sparred many times with Chen Feng, understanding the Six Meridians Divine Sword intimately. After an initial stalemate, Du Gu Huang launched a furious counterattack.