Chapter 61: Years of Searching

Upon hearing this, Guo Dingfu did not seem overly surprised. Instead, he furrowed his brows deeply and fell into a silent, contemplative state with his eyes closed.

Bai Yi nodded. He was well aware of what the future New City would look like, and precisely because he knew, he understood the importance of the New City better than anyone else.

A lofty sovereign with two Holy Shamans kneeling at his feet—reaching the rank of Shaman Lord of the Nine Cauldrons was already the absolute pinnacle. To go any further would be to defy the heavens, for Holy Shamans were entities capable of contending with the laws of heaven and earth.

District Five must have obtained the results of some unknown technology, otherwise it would have been impossible to develop armor-wearing warriors, a weapon warped to the extreme.

"Old Ge, the next time that fellow surnamed Liao comes looking for you, just talk to him according to our previous plan. The time has come to close the net, and I am determined to bring Dudu Pictures into my portfolio," Luo Yu said, a flash of golden light erupting in his eyes as if everything was firmly within his grasp.

Li Kang was startled by the scene of utter devastation before him. The Sanctum Sanctorum of New York, originally a three-story building, had its topmost layer completely vanished, and the remaining two floors were riddled with countless holes, bearing testimony to just how fierce the battle had been.

Although he had just smoothed things over when Dai Zhanning and Chief Secretary Lin were at loggerheads, Dai Zhanning acted as if he had completely brushed the matter aside, and Chief Secretary Lin offered an insincere apology. Combining this with the current situation, an ominous premonition involuntarily welled up inside him.

If a deity of the Goblin race had fallen, its divine spark would certainly not have been left lingering in the Great Emperor World for so long. The bonds of faith within the divine path were exceedingly close, and over such a long period, those fanatical believers would have gone to any lengths to retrieve it.

Ever since he had encountered this eccentric Prince Jin, Yue Qianqiu had reaped several ultra-heavyweight pieces of news one after another, and this time was no exception. Yet before he could fully digest the information—previously hinted at by Yue Ying and now reconfirmed by Xiao Jingxian—a piercingly sharp voice resounded inside the carriage.

However, had Li Lili not dismissed everyone else and chosen to face him alone, he would not have said so much. Li Lili could easily have chosen to make herself scarce and let her underlings do the heavy lifting to block him! Since Li Lili chose to stay behind alone, he knew that his judgment and planning had a certain probability of success.

It was just that Zhang Fan was not willing to give up so easily. Since he had already arrived in Shenzhen, he would simply ask him out for a meeting and talk in person.

"Hand over your divine essence; you have run out of road." The aged child ignored the divine calculator, flicked his sleeve to send the linen-clad figure flying, and turned his gaze instead toward Jiang Yuan.

Chen Chen leaped forward, his claws sweeping out to tear the man's trousers, leaving behind several bloody trails. Then Chen Chen jumped up again, landing on the man's body, his claws flashing with a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Senior, to be honest, I harbor some doubts about you, but I trust Senior Yan Xing," Jiang Yuan said truthfully.

Ye Xiao touched the flesh at his waist, finding that a trace of pain still lingered there, and let out a slight sigh as he stepped out of the room.

Such scenarios—where Hong Chengchou was forced into a decisive battle with the Qing troops, Sun Chuanting was compelled to venture beyond the pass before he was ready, and generals like Zuo Liangyu and Ding Qirui were driven to fight Li Chuang at Zhuxian Town despite their utmost reluctance, resulting in the annihilation of seventeen hundred thousand Ming soldiers in a single engagement—would simply never happen in the present Great Ming.

In truth, critical decisions must be made during many operations, and encountering truly desperate criminals makes everything terrifying.

The moment Jiang Hua finished speaking, Ye Xiao's face darkened instantly. What did she mean by "someone like me"? Did he look that miserable?

My arm was left tingling and numb from the shock, forcing me back several steps, yet I could sense that the black blade-image of Futian Lang was far less terrifying than the last time. I could not tell whether it was because his injuries had not fully healed or because my own damage resistance had increased once again.

Lin Ling sighed inwardly, knowing that his appearance would inevitably trigger some butterfly effect; otherwise, the system would not have issued a protection mission to guarantee Wu Di's safety.

Feigning dizziness? I blinked in confusion. When on earth had I feigned dizziness? Recalling carefully, could it be... that time when I was afraid of heights? No wonder he left immediately after putting me down; he must have thought I was rejecting him.

Yuan Bupo's gaze swept across me and Shunzhi, and just as he was about to turn his head away, he suddenly froze, whipped his head back, and stared at me with wide, unblinking eyes.

The role of a designated marksman has already been mentioned; this is a specialized tactical branch established specifically for close-quarters combat and other special operations. Judging by the operational functions of paratroopers, the tactical unit of the designated marksman is a necessary existence.

Qin Ge ordered three cans of high-calorie beef, knowing that only these could truly stave off hunger here, leaving him with no other choice. As the provisions dropped out from a circular opening beneath the large cabinet, Qin Ge was quite delighted to find that the food was still reasonably fresh.

Watching Senior Sister Chunhua grow so angry from the side, Lian Yuncheng felt a deep ache in his heart. He knew that the kind of pressure Senior Sister Chunhua endured was something beyond his comprehension.

Even so, he remained full of confidence in his Grand Preceptor. In front of people hailing from the Great Tang, he certainly could not afford to lose face.

Leaving aside how effortlessly Wang Hao dealt with Ma Xingkong, on the other side, Sun Wukong was also beating Taiching so thoroughly that the latter had no room to fight back, subjected entirely to his pummeling.