Chapter 69

One day later, Zhang Tao had actually made a full recovery, a sight that caused even the eyes of the Young Master of the Nine Heavens to flash with a trace of solemnity. However, the Young Master of the Nine Heavens did not ask any further questions, knowing well that Zhang Tao must have acquired some extraordinary means.

A moment later, Leng Tian emerged from behind a large tree, dressed entirely in white. His eyes flickered as he gazed out at the wide valley before him, taking in the beastly skeletons piled everywhere, the suffocating stench of corruption piercing straight to the heart.

"That is why the corpses he refines are growing increasingly numerous!" Leng Tian remarked by way of explanation. By this time, a vague suspicion had already formed in his mind regarding the grand and terrifying endeavor this heaven-defying monster was undertaking.

At that moment, Xuan Ji finally stopped chattering. With a muffled grunt, his internal Qi surged throughout his entire body, and golden giant-spirit Qi instantly flooded his fists. With a series of booming impacts, he punched forward repeatedly, completely shattering the incoming sword qi.

"Cousin Jing, you are mistaken. It is more like a single day apart feels like three autumns," Xuanyuan Xichen said with a smile.

Indeed, both sides consisted of trio groups. Behind Qiong stood a peak Divine Monarch and an intermediate Divine Monarch, while behind Huadie were two peak Divine Monarchs, neither of whom lacked in strength.

In short, although the past few days had been exceptionally peaceful—one might even say entirely uneventful—Chu Yiyun's heart remained filled with a certain ominous premonition. He simply could not tell whether this foreboding arose from any single faction among the three, or perhaps from all of them combined.

No one had anticipated that Yuan Niang would resort to such a drastic measure. In their eyes, Yuan Niang was merely attempting suicide, but Yuan Niang herself was unwilling to submit. Why should she allow herself to be bullied by them? Since marrying anyone was all the same to her anyway, she might as well make a scene; if she could not find peace of mind, she would ensure no one else did either.

Li Haolong nodded and said with a smile, "Really, I have never blamed you. With you kicking my foot and injuring it, I can finally take a well-deserved break. If anything, I should be thanking you."

During the Second World War, humanity spent six years once again slaughtering one another, employing superior intellect and more devastating weaponry to massacre each other with greater efficiency. Because of this war, nearly two hundred million human lives were lost.

Liu Delu shook his head, letting out a heavy sigh filled with deep anxiety. Yet, perhaps mindful of my presence, he ultimately chose to remain silent, not daring to excessively criticize or speculate upon the Emperor's current overly stubborn behavior.

However, there was no way to ask. After all... Wenren Yunshang harbored many secrets that she had no business knowing, leaving no room for a deeper investigation.

Mu Xiuhan pulled Shui Qiqi's hand affectionately, reached out with his other hand to gently stroke her cheek, and smiled.

The executioner tasked with slicing away the flesh would, every two or three cuts, nervously force a cup of ginseng soup down the old scoundrel's throat to keep his breath from failing, terrified that he might succumb to the agony and prematurely perish, thereby leaving the executioner to take the blame as a scapegoat.

As for magically conjuring spiritual herbs out of thin air from the palm of his hand, it was merely an illusion created using the storage function of the secret realm, designed precisely to make the entire affair seem unfathomably profound and mystical.

On both sides, cavalry units continuously charged and pursued one another. Gradually, within a radius of more than ten miles around Qingsha Plain, squads of Xiongnu cavalry and Qin dynasty cavalry could be seen locked in fierce combat.

"What inspiration could you possibly expect? Did you think Huo Chenyuan spent all those days hiding away without doing a thing?" Gu Quan sneered.

The moment the words fell, Gu Lingze swiftly raised his hand to pinch two specific acupoints, pressing down firmly. Li Gaozuo felt the blood rush backward through his entire body, his vision darkened, and he instantly passed out cold.

His purpose was very simple: given Yue Yi's status, under no circumstances would he allow Yue Yi to die before he awakened Zhu Xiao.

The group returned to the front of the large electronic display, where students remained tightly clustered, pointing and gesturing at the rankings. When they saw the spiky-haired youth swaggering over, every single pair of eyes burned with intense envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Qin Tian took hold of Qiu Yuechan's hand and walked out leisurely amidst the anxious gazes of the crowd, with Jack following closely behind to see them off.

Wan Chaojiang commanded far too much prestige within the Jiangcheng Military Region, having practically attained the status of a military god, and the soldiers instinctively lowered their firearms.

Those two hundred banknotes were indeed the ones she had secretly slipped into Zhang Zhening's desk drawer that morning in an attempt to frame her, never expecting the outcome to turn out this way.

The two of them had previously suspected that Qin Tian had not exerted his full strength when dealing with them. Now, seeing this, they realized that back then, Qin Tian probably had not even displayed half of his true power.

Before long, eight or nine delinquent youths wearing tank tops and school trousers filed up the stairwell, puffing on cigarettes. They projected an aggressive and intimidating aura that was genuinely startling.

He held a particular fondness for this young man named Ah Biao. This person possessed a level of composure that made even a seasoned veteran who had weathered the storms of the business world for many years feel ashamed, and furthermore, he had no family, no relatives, and no entanglements. Such a person was ideally suited to be kept close at hand.

"Brother Tao, I am truly sorry about this. I will return that money to you tomorrow," Bao Datou, that eccentric fellow, chattered endlessly all the way until we returned to the headquarters of the Dynasty Nightclub.

Zhang Zhening was slightly startled, wondering why the other party had suddenly asked such a relatively abrupt question.

A wary expression appeared on Ghost Shadow's face. He seemed yet to have fully recovered from the wounds I had previously inflicted upon him, and his complexion retained a trace of pallor.

The scene from back then unfolded before his eyes once more. The nightmare that had plagued him for so many years was now being recounted to him calmly from the perspective of an indifferent bystander.

The night grew increasingly serene, with nameless insects outside the window playing a melodious movement. Tonight's moon was perfectly full, reminding Qixi Die of the very night she had saved Qi Yuhan.

The falling snow swirled like blades, tailing the tennis ball as it flew. A biting chill instantly permeated every space the ball reached in a split second, and a pale wind rushed forward alongside it.

Such a concept had already taken deep root in Liu Che's mind. As we shall see later, it would spread like a virus, and when Liu Che found himself unable to control it, it would yield nothing but a series of heart-wrenching tragedies.