Chapter 69

“Not going to explain?” Ding Jingxi asked, wondering if Ao Xingchu truly intended to leave everything unresolved in the end.

Minister Shi slammed his cup down on the table, the heavy sound echoing as he narrowed his eyes at Tian Yang and spoke in a chilling tone.

Jiang Ling held her breath, concentrating more carefully than when she channeled her own spiritual power, gradually infusing herself with even more energy.

Having spoken, Liu Yi raised his palm and struck at Wu, watching as the massive imprint hurtled toward him. In Wu’s eyes, a flash of determination appeared.

The blade Fine Snow was half drawn, its crisp sound startling Lu Turtle, who recoiled his neck and, faced with Qi Yu’s cold gaze, could only agree with resignation. Deep down, he wondered in alarm how this human’s aura was becoming increasingly terrifying—would he ever have his moment again?

“This tone... Could it be Lin Yin?” Lu Shuangyang was utterly incredulous. Though the voice sounded unfamiliar, the manner of speaking and the phrase “these ignorant fools”—these were unmistakably Lin Yin’s words.

“I will wield the forbidden chapter of this art and challenge you!” Lei Yu’s robes fluttered like those of a banished immortal.

Alice regarded the devastation all around with indifference. Perhaps, after spending so long in the world of the dead, such scenes had lost all meaning for her.

But what was unexpected was that, though my full-force strike at the Heavenly Human Realm should have been fatal, the soldiers knocked aside didn’t die. Instead, a cold gleam flashed in their eyes as they swiftly returned to their original positions, sealing the breach I had torn open, as though intentionally letting me into their formation.

After several seconds of flight, once he could see what lay below, Lu Yu’s eyes were filled with shock.

With two thunderous explosions, the west gate of Tianjin City was instantly blasted apart by two rocket shells. Before the smoke had even cleared, Luo Yue led his entire squad charging through the shattered gate.

Its four dragon claws lashed out at lightning speed, seizing at the heads of the Turtle Dragons raining down from the sky.

Shopkeeper Wu wanted to say more, but just then a family member came in and whispered a few words into Zhang Zhijun’s ear.

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Seeing the three depart, Dharma gritted his teeth and, without hesitation, rushed toward the teleportation array.

“Is it Jack, the one with the demon skull who stole the crystal finger?” asked General Carlos.

However, his laughter abruptly ceased, as if a ghost had seized his throat, for the situation had changed dramatically once again.

Nagu led the way, ruthless and cold, slaying every shadow beast he encountered. The ones that appeared along the way were all either Star or Moon tier, comparable to the Foundation and Core stages of the human race. Tang Que dispatched them with ease.

Three streaks of light struck the protective shield, rippling its surface. Six marks instantly lit up, and within a few breaths, the seventh and eighth marks were illuminated as well.

“I’ll go buy it tomorrow,” Xu Zhenguo said. An aficionado of fine drink, having tasted such delicious cocktails and hearing Xu Shanshan’s suggestion, his heart was itching with anticipation. If it weren’t so late, he’d have rushed out to buy it right then.

With their task complete, Wu Xiang and Felipe prepared to withdraw, while Tridani glared hatefully at the ring on Carlos’s hand. Carlos was only seventy percent drunk, but Tridani wanted to get him completely wasted before leaving. He poured several more drinks, but they all ended up in the hands of the adjutant.

While Wang Dong pondered, the elder had already attacked. Wang Dong had been prepared, so he was not caught off guard, and with his wealth of combat experience, matched the elder blow for blow.

Everything around them fell silent. Shi Kai’s barrier cut off all sound and isolated them from the outside world.

It was as if countless invisible threads suspended everything, then she manipulated these things to isolate herself from Zi Xu Yuan.

Here, the four exchanged moves with Lady Feng Qi several times, yet none managed to touch her. Xi Lan couldn’t help but admire this elderly woman—her agility and stamina were remarkable, she didn’t even seem out of breath. It was truly unusual.

“Hm? Big news? What big news?” Yan Duo’er, up early and rushing with Leng Di Chen to the office, hadn’t even had time to check the news online.

“Princess, are you sure this is alright?” Having watched her alter her face and thicken her brows—without losing any of her heroic bearing—the commanders of the royal guards in the tent were left utterly astonished.

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Upon hearing this, the purple divine dragon flicked its claw, sending a secret manual flying out. Just as Wang Dong reached for it, a purple claw shadow snatched it away in a flash.

By this time, the soldiers had already reached the second floor, about to search their location. Wang Dong forced himself to remain calm and think of a plan.

“Try my Iron Stone Fist!” Musha bellowed, swinging his fist hard at Wang Dong.

The villagers, as if having agreed beforehand, approached me, Elder Zhu, and Liu Zhu with righteous indignation.

Ya Fu Bing approached the spot where the barrier’s glow had vanished, moving slowly but with unwavering determination.

Only Yang Jian knew that his own strength was now completely outmatched by the beast; that single clash had left his legs numb. To toss a car weighing over a ton so casually—such terrifying power made Yang Jian unwilling to confront him head-on.

Yet even such casual conversation, when heard by those present, felt as shocking as a thunderbolt.

Upon seeing the guards, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. Surely, their impartial enforcement meant they would not stand idly by.

Someone else was arriving? Before anyone could look toward the voice, the newcomer had already approached, leaping forward in a single bound.

After traveling several more miles, the murderous aura in the mist was omnipresent, condensing into patches of grim fog that drifted toward the three.

At that moment, the longsword suddenly flashed, its entire blade turning black, and even the hilt and tassel fell away. The sword’s black glow transformed it into a bare iron blade—rough and pitted, resembling stone more than steel.