36 The Warning of the Lightning

Gradually, the Demon King’s palm gathered a mass of dark energy. The black mist thickened, continuously compressed until it formed something resembling a black pill.

Having spoken, Ye Tianhao let out a furious roar. The power in his acupoints erupted once more. In an instant, ten dragon shadows appeared behind him, unleashing a force of one hundred thousand jin in a single burst.

“Just from that punch alone, it’s clear I’m no match for this man,” Hong Yi in the audience shook his head and sighed. He felt a mix of relief and helplessness.

How much time had passed—one night, or perhaps a whole day and night—Wu Di was awakened by the clinking and rattling of kitchen utensils.

Tang Shaoling’s words were not entirely trustworthy to her. In any case, someone had been sent to investigate Jiang Zhe’s background. If he truly had an illegitimate son, even Tang Yan and his wife, far away in Western Qin, would know. There must be some traceable evidence. No one knew before simply because no one thought to look.

Sects officially recognized by the imperial court were considered reputable, able to receive blessings and offerings from the people everywhere. The remaining sects belonged to the dark forces. Though powerful, they could not operate openly. Any disturbance would risk being branded as rebels by the court, risking extermination.

“Wu Youdi, this time you won’t get another chance,” the Azure Dragon Monarch said coldly. Above him floated a purgatory tower forged entirely from white bones, emitting faint strands of sacred might.

Because the firelight spread widely, Liu Shang’ang needed only one torch, while Liang Houzai and I still used flashlights.

“Rest assured, I will never forget your great kindness, elder,” Yan Kai bowed deeply, then fastened the two straps behind the “cocoon,” instantly resembling a traveler carrying a backpack.

The two black market lords exchanged glances, their faces showing astonishment... What on earth was happening?

After the auction concluded, it was nightfall. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing finished their meal at the Lianxian Pavilion before returning to the palace.

Therefore, the White Moon Sect would never come all the way to the Ghost Mist Sea just for news of a top-tier treasure, let alone brazenly wear their sect’s attire.

Fei Qing held a dragon-tongue bow, stringing a phoenix-singing arrow. Like a desperado, he traversed dense forests and steep cliffs, arriving before the Peach Blossom Formation.

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Ye Feng and Yuanbao had concluded that the old man in the yellow robe was a fool, so they lowered their guard. The toad Yuanbao had even spoken human words in front of the fool last night while Ye Feng slept. Now, seeing Ye Feng’s favoritism, he began to complain again.

These past days, he had stayed in the tent due to injury. Because the other was there, he had grown to rely on him.

“Imperial Uncle.” Although Xia Chengmu had prepared himself, seeing him in person still left him somewhat shocked.

They were ordinary commoners who had become mountain bandits for the sake of drinking large bowls of wine and eating hearty meat. If they wanted a peaceful life, they would simply be villagers.

Though he had not fused the soul bone into his own skeleton, the Ancestral Dragon Divine Armor was concealed within his body. Summoning it should alleviate some pressure and ease his suffering.

Warm currents flowed like a gentle stream through the extraordinary meridians, finally entering the heart vein, which tingled faintly.

After Meng Ruoyun finished speaking, she left. Zhou Chen then went to the conference room. The matter of the Yuanling Continent was weighty, and Zhou Chen had to make some decisions.

Hou Xigui moved his lips slightly, his expression emotional, but ultimately said nothing.

“No matter. Since the princess left, they have grown accustomed to my midnight playing of the zither and flute,” Ah Jiu said joyfully, no longer holding back. Soon, the gentle, flowing melodies of the zither and flute resonated under the night sky of the royal capital, lingering long and clear.

In the past, Li Song was trapped outside the Five Villages Temple by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi’s Chaos Bell. It was the chaotic energy absorbed into his dantian by the pine seed that preserved his life. Now, that chaotic energy sensed its master’s presence.

Under the halo’s influence, the golden-haired knight’s battle spirit surged fiercely. Raising his golden lance, his many-legged giant horse felt the strength from its rider’s legs and accelerated suddenly, charging headlong at the invincible foe.

Seeing Tuga rushing toward him at great speed, he swung his hundred-pound giant hammer fiercely, smashing down upon Tuga’s head.

“Mistake!” Lushan nodded vigorously. At his age, though he had heard of disputes among those in the highest echelons of power, he never imagined such a commotion would arise for his brother. His heart brimmed with gratitude and emotion.

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Despite carrying You Yitian on his back, Dianli seemed unaffected in casting his magic. In an instant, the spherical lightning began to split apart.

“Mayor Qi, here is my number. You can contact me anytime,” Tan Zhen did not leave like Xiao Han. Before departing, he gave his phone to Qi Dongqiang, who nodded gratefully and watched as Xiao Han and the others exited the restaurant.

When the third loud sound rang out, the white lotus Buddhist lamp held by the Heart Bath Buddhist Master was shattered to pieces. The sea toad leaped from the Heavenly Buddha Seal, attempting to suppress the Heart Bath Buddhist Master.

Moreover, when Huangfu Linglong took two jade bottles from her spatial ring and handed them to Koda and Ye Yuhuan, both were astonished. Just by smelling the contents, Koda felt his blood energy replenish slightly after recent exertion. It also sharpened his senses, making him alert and clear-headed instantly.

“A few Macau people have come to cause trouble at the South Sea site. You need to help me settle this; I’m tied up here,” Situ Junlong said.

“Wuji, see you again in the Lingwu Mountains,” Shen Xingfeng sped through the polished tunnel, the end invisible. Soon he saw the light at the exit—it was the backside of Mount Cass.

Like a presence from a century ago, Da Min remained unmoved, his hollow eyes suddenly sharp and piercing.

Stephen’s joy was beyond words. He owed everything to Li Zixiao; without him, he could never have won the beauty’s heart.

Yuhuan, you like Koda. Perhaps you just feel it’s not the right time yet. I understand you! But should I come see you now?