Chapter 61

They never expected that after just over a month apart, Lingling would have progressed with such astonishing speed. Combined with the divine sword in her hands, she was practically an invincible existence defying the heavens.

Appearances can be deceiving. Just as someone unfamiliar with Nurhaci would never imagine that this frail elderly man had once slaughtered hundreds of thousands of Ming soldiers and millions of Han civilians, it is equally hard to fathom that this young man, who always smiled so gently, had also massacred over one hundred thousand Manchu elites and more than one hundred thousand Manchu commoners.

Xiao Zifei was currently in a state of utter bewilderment, for he had just questioned Gu Fang, Zuoqiu Henxue, Ao Qing, and the others.

The Count of Taikang, Zhang Guoji, was Zhang Yan's father. Because the Zhang family lacked a thriving lineage, Tianqi broke convention to confer the title of Count of Taikang upon the Empress's father after Zhang Yan entered the palace, as a sign of imperial favor and grace.

Seeing this bold ruffian following behind them like an unshakeable shadow, ignoring everything she said and seemingly determined to latch onto her, Zhao Han felt deeply helpless. Unwilling to let him discover where she lived, she began leading him in circles around the streets.

Gu Susu was Yingxue's shadow guard, so he was naturally responsible for her. Handing this task over to him was entirely appropriate.

Many years ago, they still had Bao'er, a great senior, holding things down, but now they had completely severed all ties with the company.

"Could the Daoist friend be referring to the Profound Light Divine Refining Dao? It once flourished immensely in ancient times and was the most powerful Dao-grade faction across the three thousand worlds, the Profound Light Divine Refining Dao?" The divine-realm expert looked at Senior Brother Zhong in astonishment, asking with a trembling voice.

Having already fought their way in, anyone would find it impossible to believe that you claim not to be rebelling. Yet, since they were here for a rebellion, Li Mulong had no intention of directly unseating Chongzhen to take his place, which left many people utterly baffled.

However, Liu Chan was rescued by the tactless Zhao Yun, frightening Liu Ben into fiercely hurling Ah Dou to the ground. Perhaps it was then that Ah Dou Liu Chan was rattled into some foolishness, and Cao Cao cooperated quite well by not killing Zhao Yun.

Below lay an irregular abyss spanning a thousand zhang in circumference. The further down one went, the darker and more abyssal it became, tinged with faint, eerie yellow mists and accompanied by a bone-chilling wind sweeping up from the depths, piercing straight into the marrow.

After all, many people looked down on Chen Li, and quite a few knew of the hostile rivalry between Chen Li and Zhao Lu. Those who were inclined to kick a man while he was down naturally would not miss the opportunity.

Seeing this, he could not help but frown and said indifferently, "It seems I've arrived too late." He had witnessed Xia Haitang's strength; her martial prowess was by no means weak. To be able to injure Xia Haitang despite the layers of protection surrounding the Serpent Gang, the people they had provoked were evidently far more troublesome than he had anticipated.

However, the earlier tracks were free of impurities, whereas the subsequent traces showed signs of concealment. Had Fang Xiao not noticed that the tiny specks of dust over the tracks were fresh, no one would have been able to tell the difference.

"Zhong Wen..." Bai Ji's eyes were swimming with tears at this moment. Terrified on one hand by the terrifying gunfight, she was equally horrified by Zhong Wen's injuries; his right arm had been severed right at the elbow, a mangled mess of flesh and blood with jagged bones protruding, a truly ghastly sight.

Witnessing all this, Wang Sheng showed no reaction, simply controlling the polar bear as it slowly lumbered forward.

He closed his eyes and used his consciousness to sense the Taiji Eight Trigrams Diagram, surprisingly succeeding in entering the diagram itself, which filled Ye Chen with ecstatic joy.

The crowd gradually dispersed, each family carrying away the remains of their respective ancestors to make arrangements for a lavish burial. However, a larger crowd surged overwhelmingly toward that utterly transformed mountain forest, all eager to witness the traces left behind by the ancestors' battle, hoping perhaps to gain some enlightenment from them.

With his physical body reshaped and having entered the realm of the Imperial Primordial, the child in Ao Sheng's womb could by no means be preserved. Yet, in all the vast world, this was the only bloodline she could not defeat.

The location of this peak seemed richer in fire-attribute spiritual Qi. Even before drawing too close, one could already feel the scorching wind hitting their face as the temperature gradually rose, and the entire mountain peak shimmered with a faint red glow.

It wasn't until Han Sumei went to the Lin residence to bring the matter up again last time that his original suspicions were confirmed. That blood-stained piece of brocade was the evidence. He had someone carefully test the bloodstains upon it, and the results revealed trace amounts of mercury. This indicated that someone had been administering micro-doses of poison to the eldest brother's food over a long period, causing the toxin to accumulate day by day until it finally resulted in a sudden death.

"Owooo~ What's wrong, silly Xixi?" Peng Yong still pointed his iron pitchfork at Qiao Zhi, asking with a hearty laugh as he turned his head back.

"An imperial token of betrothal?" Han Zufong's white, bushy eyebrows instantly knitted together. He had already found it strange how the Empress Dowager had suddenly set her sights on his family's Qin'er, yet he had never heard of any such betrothal token.

Monstrous gushes of bloody light poured frantically into that massive dark shadow. Then, right where the shadow's face should be, two scarlet lights emerged like a pair of blood-shot eyes, and instantly, that pervasive baleful aura surged violently.

She knew that Tang Qiao was entirely devoted to the company, pouring all his personal savings into the corporate accounts while denying himself even the luxury of buying a brand-name shirt.

What bracelet? Zhilan did not react for a moment, so she raised her head, looking at Zhan Shaofeng with a slight frown and blinking a few times to show her incomprehension. Seeing her suddenly look at him with such a coquettish expression, Zhan Shaofeng's body stiffened slightly, rendering him momentarily speechless.

His words pierced her heart like an awl. Luo Qi stared intently at him. Her gaze, initially icy cold, gradually softened.

Although Satan rarely exposed his face, Sophia had spent enough time with him to have seen it.

Moreover, his current condition was already under someone else's control. Only by making him temporarily unconscious could this situation be interrupted.

Clearly, with Meng Xingyuan's current level 15 mastery of the [Alchemy] heritage, let alone a mere level 15, even if he were to absorb the entire Divine Alchemy heritage and turn it into his own, he would still be entirely unworthy of touching a divine pill.