Chapter 29

In short, there were only a few dozen people present, and almost none of them believed he would win. Some in the audience even felt pity for him. Hearing such comments, Degulass smiled invisibly.

This scene immediately shocked all the soldiers present. They were convinced that if they disobeyed orders, their fate would surely be even worse than that of the brawny man—a fact made clear by the unchanging smile on Knight Duran’s face.

"Hmph! If we hadn't exhausted our spiritual energy taking down so many Steel-Clawed Tigers from the grasslands, we wouldn't have been caught in a sneak attack," Jin Yutang retorted sharply. She despised Tong Yunan’s tone.

"Beibei, we’re leaving! But I’ll come to see you often!" A-Dai had perhaps exhausted his tears; now that the moment of parting had arrived, he could no longer cry.

"As for the matter I discussed with you, you must attend to it urgently. I do not want to see any more accidents at the school." Principal Li clutched his head, looking exceptionally weary.

Within Yi Chuan’s mind, the Earth Vein Pearl appeared merely as a cluster of fixed energy. Under the full focus of his spiritual power, however, this energy displayed faint, rippling waves that gently radiated into the surrounding space. Yi Chuan attempted to connect his consciousness with these ripples.

Yuan Shikai then gave a cold laugh and remarked, "So, this man is nothing but a hardened bandit!" Yuan was clever enough not to label Gong Ren a revolutionary; had he done so, Gong Ren would certainly have had no chance of survival.

The group chewed their food to stave off hunger, finally stealing a moment of respite amidst the continuous fighting. The night breeze blew softly, carrying a scent of blood alongside the fragrance of nature. A meteor streaked across the sky, leaving a trail of silver-white, while stars flickered in and out of the darkness, struggling to radiate their light. Such tranquility seemed entirely out of place in the midst of war.

As the sky gradually darkened, the aroma of food filled the foothills. The servants finally finished their tasks and sat down to rest, preparing to enjoy their dinner.

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly emanated from a room within the Starry Villa. Shortly after, Shentian appeared in the main hall of the villa, draped in black robes. A formidable majesty permeated his entire being, and Shentian, whose cultivation had reached the ninth grade of the Dao-Derivation Realm, sat in the hall with a broad smile on his face.

"Understood, we know what to do," Yi Yu replied immediately upon hearing Shentian’s words.

Today, Chu Xuan shocked the entire clan, following in the footsteps of the sages and standing shoulder-to-shoulder with his uncle, Chu Canglan, to become the second person to strike the Heavenly Demon Drum nine times.

"Continue. Convince me, otherwise, you know the consequences." Marshall gestured with his eyes toward the corpse of Paimon lying on the floor, signaling Douglas to take note. Judging by the time of death, the body should still be warm.

Although the muddy road restricted their speed, under the guidance of Eunuch Yu, the group did not move particularly fast; they walked almost as if they were out for a stroll. Eunuch Yu did not seem in a hurry to return to the capital, and as the others dared not question him, they simply slowed their pace to follow.

Thus, this spring rain had arrived at the perfect time. Though light, it provided much-needed comfort to the people of the capital who had been longing for it. As long as it rained and the spring planting could proceed, everything would be fine.

At this moment, the hearts of Ye Wushuang, Lu Yinfeng, Pang Yuan, and Tan Qianshuang were filled with a sudden chill.

As the words fell, the four of them simultaneously unleashed their energy. Four terrifying waves of pressure surged into the sky, causing the very space around them to tremble violently.

"Actually, Your Highness, you could try putting up a struggle. As long as I cooperate with you and remain adamant about not marrying you, the Empress Dowager might just rescind her decree," Zhou Xingyun said with a straight face.

Xu Wutong and Luo Yi returned to their sect to bring all the God-King realm experts to Mount Huaijiang to assist Lu Zhaitian and Luo Shaoyang.

"Hm? Why is there such heavy death energy?" Li Batian leaned forward slightly, then muttered in suspicion.

"You’re leaving?" Seeing Qiu Ye packing his belongings, Ouyang Ziye was suddenly seized by a sense of panic.

Ji Hong was too strong-willed; she could not endure such betrayal. Extreme hatred gave birth to an extreme desire for revenge: *If you won't let me live in peace, I won't let you either. At worst, we will perish together.*

One ought to find someone powerful to snuff out this genius. If such a talent were to remain within the human race, the race would surely flourish and rise to greatness.

How is this not the same as the painful experience of Spring Sakura, who lost her parents years ago? Fortunately, I have always had my sister’s company, so I am not truly alone, though this has fostered my introverted nature.

Finally, the pointer turned toward the lace set... Just as I thought the prize was settled, the wheel continued to spin due to its momentum, shifting slightly to the left, and the pointer landed precisely on the 3000-year limited edition lipstick.

Several security guards were already on the scene, but having received no orders, they had been hesitant to intervene. Now, following the manager's instructions, they stepped forward to restrain Meng Lan.

After speaking, Wei Chen found a chair, sat down, and propped his long legs up on the table, looking as though he were on vacation.

Because this session of the Ullambana Festival was linked to the Merchant Alliance, many low-ranking mages had not participated; most of those who went were of the fourth grade or higher. This time, however, even first-grade mages rushed frantically toward Black Cloud Mountain.

There were no shouts, not even any sounds of command. The Qing soldiers completely ignored the deaths of their comrades, continuing to charge in formation toward Ning Buqi.

Xu Qingyi had already made his move. Staying here any longer might lead to unforeseen trouble; it would be better to go to his location. With Mo Yelin busy dealing with unrest in the Upper Realm, this was the perfect opportunity for him to act.

Poisoned, crushed by gods, forced to drink toxic wine, kept under house arrest, tormented by secret realms set up by idiots, and driven to the brink by the mental torture of a split-personality lunatic.