Volume One, Chapter 30: Calamity from Behind

At that moment, Liu Qingxue looked at Li Xian with a deep trace of self-mockery in her eyes. Had everything truly been exposed? Seeing that Li Xian remained silent, she resolutely said, “So, this time you’ve come to give me clothes and food so I can leave on my own?”

Li Xian raised an eyebrow. Before he could respond, Liu Qingxue continued, “Don’t worry, I won’t be a burden. Once I’ve recovered enough, I will leave by myself. Even if someone comes to search here, I absolutely won’t be exposed—I have that confidence.”

Hearing this, Li Xian spoke with a hint of meaning: “That’s not what I meant. If I wanted to hand you over...”

Because Ling Moyan had no martial skills, Beiling Xuan had the mountain path to Jade Void Peak carefully repaired and paved with stone steps to facilitate Ling Moyan’s ascent and descent.

The Mosin-Nagant rifle in Balak’s hands trembled slightly as the bullet flew unhesitatingly forward—the path was blocked by a brown boat-shaped hat with red tassels, and the projectile mercilessly tore through the skull beneath the hat. Perhaps this fool was destined to pay the price for his arrogance and folly.

He trudged tirelessly forward, suddenly looking up to realize he had reached the mountainside. His hands weakened, and just as Wang Yiqing was about to fall, he gritted his teeth and caught him.

The Nara serpent shook its head. It was said that Xiao Luo’s strength had suddenly surged, and although he had wasted much time shaking him off, defeating him would be no easy feat.

“Ziluo, we seem to have arrived at the center of the formation,” Gao Yue gently patted Ye Ziluo’s hand.

The wedding proceeded smoothly, with over a thousand guests gathered, laughter and joy continuously spilling from the club’s grand hall.

If Brother Qiang knew they were intimidated by Tang Jin’s aura and rushed to kowtow to him, what would he think?

Lü Bu had long heard of Li Yan’s great name and knew he was a rare talent. More importantly, he needed to use Li Yan as an example to continue rallying the hearts of Jiangdong’s people, thus treating him with great favor.

“I prefer to call it a well-intentioned warning!” Upon returning to his throne, Emperor Longhui coldly stared at the elderly man before him, who had rendered countless favors to the Tang family and the entire Tangling Empire.

Five minutes later, the silent bathhouse erupted. The pounding on the doors, screams of reprimand and anger, the slaps of flesh, the crashing of glassware and objects struck by iron rods, the cracking of major furniture being broken—all was chaotic, dense, and sharp.

Then the heads of those wielding great swords were sliced clean off at the eye level. But they were not real people; they were formations brought to life, incapable of dying.

If at this moment, this girl next door became a hostage in the hands of the Dao Sovereign, her brave surrender might not be impossible.

The giant horned bull demon had not yet fully emerged from the vortex when it suddenly sensed a powerful force attempting to obliterate one of its fingers.

Then, the Purple Emperor transformed into a purple light and merged into Han Xiao’s body. Man and scorpion unleashed full firepower, refining all the treasures obtained from the inheritance land.

Though uncertain whether friend or foe, at this moment, none of that mattered. At his last breath, he recklessly sought help here.

The only ally capable of matching the brave head-on would be the Way of Heaven. But the Way of Heaven would not exert effort for nothing. With another Way of Heaven involved, the red-clothed man’s final gains would fall far short of his expectations.

A Saint Realm eighth-tier lower rank being, whose physical strength alone reached the peak of that tier—this was practically the constitution of a magical beast, and one with a bloodline concentration close to that of ancient beasts.

Lin Fei, Yao Yao, and Yang Zheng sat at the bar and ordered a glass of the tavern’s unique Starfire Burn liquor, costing over ten thousand star coins a glass. The drink burned like flames in the mouth, invigorating the spirit. Swallowed, it made the whole body feel as if it were floating.

Ye Huan’s Eye of Revelation pierced through the endless darkness, seeing the monster composed of countless end-of-world creatures. Their heads emitted vile and nauseating low growls, assaulting Ye Huan’s spiritual world. But now, as powerful as a god, Ye Huan was naturally unaffected.

Only here could his father not casually use spiritual power, greatly increasing the chance of escape.

With a tiger’s roar, Wei Liang’s spear moved like a dragon, carrying a terrifying sharpness, striking directly at Sun Yi’s throat.

His wallet contained a few hundred bills, along with Huang Huang’s payroll card and credit card—truly his entire fortune.

“Perhaps we can really reverse time and space and visit the true age of myth?” Sun Wukong said.

“This level of strength dares to come to my Yang family and cause trouble? Ridiculous!” Seeing another successful strike, the Yang family warrior sneered contemptuously at Chen Fei.

Meanwhile, news of the Black Ice Tower’s strategist Guo Jia was sent back to Xianyang. The new Black Ice Tower commander Wei Haoran received the message and hurried without a word to the palace hall in Xianyang.

In Tang Jun’s eyes flickered an indescribable excitement. Though his expression remained solemn and steady, the keen-featured Feng Yi still caught the subtle oddity.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. The Shen family was annihilated. Zhang Fei and the others merely went through the motions. All thirty-six members of the Shen family perished, their gold—five thousand taels, money—twenty thousand strings, and six hundred shi of grain—all seized and transported by Zhang Fei to Zhang Family Fort.

“Big brother, we have only five hundred soldiers. Is that enough?” The captured Yellow Turban bandit at Zhang Family Fort. Zhang Fei planned to recruit them as his own troops, but upon hearing from Zhang Huan that the attacker of Bi County was Shen Cheng, the eldest brother of Shen Ding, he could only hold the prisoners temporarily at Zhang Family Fort, intending to recruit them after defeating Shen Cheng.