Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Two: The Tower of Eternity

They pressed their hands over their ears and continued to push forward.

Bai Yue felt like vomiting; she was the most severely affected. Had Bai Nianxuan not noticed her discomfort in time and used his abilities to soothe her, she would have suffered the most intense reaction among the fourteen of them.

The mournful wailing persisted for a quarter of an hour before gradually fading away. Although the sound lacked a direct lethal force, within the vast mountains, it felt as terrifying as the wrath of the heavens.

"This sound originated from the Cavern of Fearful Wails."

Looking up, one could see the sky, stained by the setting sun, stretching infinitely into the distance. The boundless horizon shifted in layers, transforming from a vibrant vermilion to a blood-like crimson, and finally into a deep purple. A faint breeze began to stir.

Yet, this moonlight was uncannily identical to what she had seen in her dreams, save for the absence of Wei Bu’er, who had paced the courtyard in hesitation.

In ancient times, drowning infants might have been a common practice, but in the twenty-first century, it constituted a grave criminal offense.

Lying in Qin Da’s arms was the blood-soaked, gray-haired head of an old man; it had rolled to the side, barely held in place.

"Understood!" the four replied in unison. They were veterans of the Heavenly Heart Legion, and in their eyes, Xiao Cheng was an omnipotent, invincible figure akin to a god. Naturally, they followed him as he dove downward, feeling neither doubt nor fear.

Even if Sister Wang truly loved Liu Qingshan, so what? Such an imperial marriage was nothing more than an act of climbing the social ladder, a form of submission.

"Report! The reinforcements from Shazhou are retreating!" The fact that the Shazhou reinforcements had turned back was good news; it meant that the pressure facing the Descender Battalion was now limited to the reinforcements from Talmu.

She had come here hoping that one day her sister would find her. It seemed her original decision had been correct, yet the explosion back then had been so devastating that the entire Sea Clan settlement had been razed to the ground, and even the Sea Palace had split open, flooding with water. Why, then, was she still alive?

Just like that, the name of the faction was unanimously affirmed by everyone, and Haotian did not stop it. He believed that in the near future, the entire Eastern Continent would remember one name: the Haotian Alliance.

The previously panic-stricken human cultivators were instantly emboldened, shouting slogans as they charged straight into Kazhe City.

Someone in the crowd let out a sneer. It was none other than Zhou Zhen. Huo Sining did not turn back upon hearing it, but the smile on her face deepened.

Zao'er grew anxious and tried to light the eternal lamp, but Mother Wang grabbed her, refusing to let her set foot into the mourning hall no matter what.

Perhaps she could make use of this person? Clearly, that grand-uncle-master did not care, yet this senior brother of hers had come looking for her, which showed he still harbored affection for her.

He approached Lin Xiang slowly with a smile, striving to exude goodwill to dissolve the sense of resistance Lin Xiang radiated, appearing like a smiling tiger—all grin and no warmth.

Ji Yun had already deployed his "Taiji Domain," but facing Beishan Xuantang's "Five-Qi Great Capture," he still felt a stifling sense of frustration.

The candy crackers looked remarkably similar to the fish biscuits Huo Sining fed the ornamental fish in the living room. Black Charcoal, that fellow, assumed those biscuits were also infused with spiritual energy by Huo Sining, and his eyes lit up the moment he saw them.

As for the medicinal pills, didn't he always have others test them first? How could one be anything but cautious with things that entered the body?

During their time in the Ghost Realm, Jun Qing, who guarded the Lower Three Realms, sent messages in every day. Although Jun Wuxie and the others had retreated to the Lower Three Realms, Jun Qing had still left some members of the Ruilin Army in the Middle Three Realms to observe the movements in various places at all times.

They were the most formidable army, the most lethal weapons. Given sufficient rations, they alone could wipe out an entire military force.

Although it was clever to have the opponent played like a puppet, they had, after all, exploited a loophole in the sanctions. This was a violation of the regulations.