Chapter 51

The entire team crossed over in batches. Gao Chong and the two mapping staff members waited until they returned before crossing the river on the same boat with Dachu, Ding Li, and Deng Yu.

In this chaotic spacetime, Zhang Mugen might die once again, though it remained unclear when that might happen—perhaps even today. The sense of unease he felt just moments ago was likely due to this very reason.

There were six cloud ladders in total, evenly distributed across the space before them. Each ladder had eighty-one steps, extending all the way up to the towering architecture above. It seemed they had no choice but to slowly walk up step by step.

Having fought his way through the heavy encirclement, Li Jiming looked around to find he had only five hundred cavalry and a thousand infantry left. Seeing thick dust billowing behind him, he knew the pursuers were closing in once again. Without time to care about anything else, he whipped his horse into a gallop and fled directly north.

As he was frantically climbing out, Li Tianchou suddenly remembered the Black Qilin. It was sprawled motionless right at the edge of the brawl. The triggering of the Faceless's ultimate fatal blow had drained the Black Qilin of all its vital essence and spirit, and recovery would be extremely time-consuming. Even with the aid of medicinal herbs, it would take at least a month or two to recuperate.

The trial ground would naturally anticipate such scenarios, which was why a teleportation array had been installed within it. This array could sense a cultivator's vital breath; if a cultivator's life force dropped below a certain threshold, they would be automatically teleported out.

With a wave of the Sky-Fire Underworld King's hand, a massive transparent membrane soon manifested across the firmament. Everyone wore expressions of astonishment—to think such a barrier was enshrouding the entire island!

Gao Chong knelt a dozen paces away from Li Qianshun, paying his respects to the supreme ruler of Western Xia in accordance with the temporary etiquette guidance provided by Eunuch Sun along the way.

The two men took their seats as host and guest. Qingyunzi stood on ceremony no longer, dropping straight into the prime seat at the head, while Li Tianchou took the lower seat on the left side.

"Let me tell you, Xiao Han! I can give up everything else, but I cannot give up my child!" Jinling said angrily, swatting away the hand Xiao Han had used to cover her mouth.

Brother Zhang truly realized that he was no different from dealing with a tiger for its skin, and his playful remark just now had indeed gone a bit too far.

That silly girl Zhang Nianmeng, god knows what madness had gotten into her; seeing Hexian continuously chugging drinks, she secretly picked up a wine glass and asked Huang Nan for some alcohol.

Wang Xinlian watched Shishen walking further and further away. Remembering the one million in particular, her anger surged even more, and she began to curse with redoubled vigor until someone tapped her lightly on the shoulder.

The Best Actor actually stood on Jiang Yuan's side, making Qin Yuanyuan's earlier attempt to stand up for her look rather unctuous and uninvited.

The moment he saw this familiar diagram and these familiar characters, Liu Cheng's eyes widened instantly, though the blueprint in his own hand differed slightly from this one.

As the twin claws collided with the long staff, a formidable surge of force rushed toward Lin Yu along the claws, making him feel as though his body had sunk into a quagmire, rendering his movements sluggish in the extreme.

Nan Qingyun was quite helpless as well; she had already sent a message to Luo Zhen, but there was nothing she could do if the person chose not to reply.

Throwing the spatial ring far away to Zhou San, Chang Sheng no longer held any favorable impression of this man. Surely one could not simply rely on superior cultivation to dispense with basic human decency and worldly tact?

No wonder that flight attendant had looked her over a couple of times before handing her the items—she must have noticed the air of nobility about her.

Looking at the old man's face full of concern, Shishen felt a warmth in her heart. In this world, she was actually still very fortunate.

Indeed. Taking those who had been injected with enhancement serums as an example, the best serum currently sold by Starry Sky, the Enhanced Grade II, could only increase human physical functions by two to four times.

As soon as they reached the light vortex, Qin Tianying's subordinates immediately spotted them. Led by a blue-robed youth, they surrounded the newcomers with hostile expressions.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She tried to gently break free from his grasp, but he gripped her tightly, knowing full well that she wouldn't violently shake him off because of a certain person's presence.

The Baekje nobles who had accompanied Buyeo Wang had originally planned to shower the main camp with flattery upon arrival—after all, Central Plains people loved hearing sycophancy. As long as they offered sweet words and apologies, they figured Wang Ze would surely release their family's youths right away.

"Haha, Yuntian, I like your personality! It would truly be a waste if you didn't become the master of our Zhenyuan Sect. As long as you are willing, I, Lin Jin, will be the first to support you!" Just as Yuntian's voice faded, a burly, powerfully built elder stood up and spoke.

One minute later, Feng Chen and the others, who had been cowering for quite a while, finally brought this temporary respite and replenishment to a complete close.

Monk Puzhan's mind roared. In a trance, he saw hundreds of angry faces roaring at him, and a burly man brandishing a blade, descending upon his head.

As he spoke, Yunfei's hands did not stop, assaulting Baili Chunfeng's soft and tender sanctuary.

Originally, ever since Chen Baxian established the Chen Dynasty, Wang Lin had begun drawing in Northern Zhou as a backup to counter Chen Baxian. Now, the Chen army had already defeated the largest internal opposition faction in the Southern Dynasty that had been backed by Northern Zhou.

"Team Leader Zhang, please stay." Having received a signal from Rui Yu, the young man spoke in a hurry, intercepting Zhang Zhiguo and his group just before they walked out past the conference table.

Others sent out veteran generals who could match ten, but sending out Li Yuifen was like unleashing a whole clan. Amidst her earth-shattering lion's roar, the members of the Li family scampered off in a flurry, and the arcade finally returned to its usual peace.

I put away my usual casual expression and continued to nod, knowing that what Sister Juan was about to say next was extremely important.

When he fought valiantly against two dogs, surrounded and attacked from both sides, his father was still unconcernedly practicing Tai Chi. He had no idea he had encountered two soul-sapping ghosts whose maximum life force was draining away, nor did he know that someone was shedding blood in battle to protect him.

The first floor was a transparent gaming hall, its street-facing side entirely composed of floor-to-ceiling glass doors and oversized glass windows. Such a design not only ensured excellent lighting but also allowed pedestrians passing by in the alley to clearly see the amusement facilities arranged inside, thereby attracting customers to come in and spend money.

Arthur's concentration was intense at that moment, paying attention to every move of the Mexican. Instinctively, he sensed a certain disposition in this Mexican—a disposition he had also felt in Dutch, John, Micah, and others, and he knew that he possessed that very same nature himself.

Tears dripped down onto the ground one by one, making a crisp "pitter-patter" sound that seemed to drown out the horn calls that ripped the sky and shook the earth. Clear and crisp beside his ear, the same horn calls echoing from afar sounded so wonderfully sweet.