Chapter 49 Mutual Understanding

Following the beam of the flashlight, Xiao Ying’s eyes widened and fixed on the sight, a look of utter astonishment frozen on his face. Anyone, upon first beholding such a magnificent and breathtaking underground palace, would find it impossible to remain unmoved.

"Tianxin, the power of the Nine Sorrows Extinguishing the Sun in your hands is growing stronger with every use!" Seeing that each of the three arrows shot by Tianxin grew progressively more formidable, the Dark Demon Dragon could not help but exclaim in admiration.

Yan Shisan could not help drawing a sharp breath. The myriad desolate clan—this was the very family of the Archaic Divine Summit, and moreover, his own father was among them. Yet he had actually made his move; his strike was aimed at none other than the destruction of his own lineage and the slaying of his own father.

"Since guests have arrived, shouldn't we first adjust our respective states of mind before continuing our conversation?" As the nominal half-host of this place and the chief director of this memorial service, Cheng Fan felt he ought to step forward and speak a word of fairness.

As the voice resonated, Qin Lu's eyes gleamed with a crystalline luster as he slowly stepped forward, dragging in his hands two oversized square-cornered giant hammers wreathed in dark red light.

Fang Ziwei pondered for a moment, the corners of her lips curving upward in assent. Taking only Zhi'er and two palace maids with her, and mindful that the Empress's constitution remained delicate after childbirth, she personally went to the imperial kitchen to brew black-chicken soup and brought it over.

As for why Sima Qingzhou did not look after Gu Qiu, it was because on that very day, after the female ogre had revived Sima Qingzhou and conversed with him for a while, Sima Qingzhou had requested leave and departed from Ota. No one knew his exact destination, and Sima Qingzhou had not even mentioned it to the female ogre.

Shen Fan nodded, secretly channeling his inner energy to disperse the lingering pain. He walked down the mountain with Xin Pingyu, who followed closely by his side, taking the initiative to place her hand within Shen Fan’s fair, slender, and distinctly jointed palm.

The three of them had never expected that their fatal blow would actually allow Luo Kang to achieve a breakthrough at that very moment, turning themselves into mere sparring partners who helped him break through the limits of martial arts prowess. If the experts hidden in corners all across the world were to learn that Luo Kang had used assassins from the top ten of the global killer rankings as his sparring partners, they would undoubtedly curse him in astonishment for being utterly extravagant.

"A respectful welcome to Emperor Fengkang of the Fengtian Dynasty!" The respectful voice of a Xiliu State official echoed from outside the carriage.

"Bo Siyun! Even if you were angry, how could you resort to such heavy blows?" Zhou Fang was pinned to the floor, taking a flurry of fierce punches.

Selecting the option to construct immediately, a massive wooden bathtub materialized before him, spacious enough for a full-grown adult to lie inside.

Hearing these words, Shen Xingyan was filled with deep shock; she had never imagined he had experienced so much during those few days he had vanished.

Chen Youran hung up the phone, took a snapshot of Bo Siyun trying on his suit from a distance, and sent the photo to Qin Hohua.

Fang Fulu’s expression suddenly shifted. There were only twenty-eight true disciples in the Zhou Tian Star Palace in total, and as the imperial preceptor of the Great Wu Dynasty, he was well-informed and practically acquainted with every single one of them.

The wrath of a Primordial Spirit True Immortal was not something ordinary people could endure. This outburst was charged with fury; even though Qin Ming's cultivation of the Dao heart was exceptionally firm, he was still shaken with a trace of dread at that moment.

Looking at the puppet soldiers closing in from all around, Ye Xiao broke into a faint smile, showing not a shred of fear, only a carefree detachment.

At that moment, Marquis Wuri Dijing was bound to a wooden stake by the streamside, with young members of the White Badger tribe assigned to guard him.

Although Ye Feiyu frequently crossed swords with Murong Chengzhi, after such a long time together, they had weathered all sorts of setbacks and shared life and death. Therefore, since the question had been raised, there were certain things Murong Chengzhi naturally did not wish to conceal from him.

Ye Feiyu, who had always been petty and unforgiving, was today actually swallowing his anger and bearing with him.

"Naturally there is news. Xuanqing is keeping watch over by the Sword-Carving Platform, too; the moment there is any news, she will naturally send word via a raven." Ling Hao simply held her securely in his arms, inhaling her faint, delicate fragrance, while his previously restless state of mind slowly calmed down.

"You're making fun of me. I've never been to America, so of course I don't know what's here. You're still laughing at me—I'm not talking to you anymore." Anran shook off his hand and walked away in a huff.

"Landlord tycoon, look at how Wang Hao is bullying me." Lily looked at Jessica with tear-filled eyes, hoping she would uphold justice for her.

At that very moment, Hua Qingyan was just short of breaking into applause right in front of Imperial Physician Chen. It wasn't that she didn't dare do so, but rather she feared that if she accidentally scared the old fogey before her to death, things would become rather troublesome.

Whether it was the universe or anything else, anyone who dared to joke with him in such a manner would not find him letting the matter rest so easily.

Chu Lingxiao then arrived above the original site of the Palace of the Ancients, gazing far into the empty void before him. It was identical to how it had been when Chu Lingxiao first arrived.

Lan Nuanyun sat nearby, lowering her head and leaning in closer, thinking to herself: Surely there aren't fish in here, are there? This water is pitch-black; even if you raised koi, you wouldn't be able to see them.

Touching her necklace, Anran said, "Yunze, the surprises you've given me today are truly too many. I really don't know what to say; in any case, I'm very happy and I love it." She took the initiative to press her lips to Yunze's.

The primordial ancestors of a race powerful enough to crush an ultimate figure had likewise attained supreme fortuitous encounters within, only thus stepping into that realm.

Shortly thereafter, the two largest foreign-owned ship-repair yards in Shanghai were purchased by the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce and merged into a single enterprise: the Jiangnan General Ship-Repair Yard.

"Damn Guiyi! Damn the 'Xiaotang Hall'!" Zhao Min angrily smashed everything within reach into fragments, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

"Are you trying to persuade me to join this promotion society?" He did genuinely consider the proposal for a moment, though it lasted no longer than three seconds.

"I told you long ago to study the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill with me, and things wouldn't have come to this!" Hua Manlou shook his head, a hint of regret coloring his tone.

Inside a brightly lit office on the third floor, large semi-circular windows allowed the sunlight to flood in freely. The space was spacious enough to rival two of the classrooms where Ada attended school, yet there were only five programmers working here.

"What is that?!" Chen, He, Mo, and Yu—the heads of the four clans—looked around in alarm, only to discover a terrifying spectacle: a deluge of arrows filling the sky, plunging toward them like a storm of fire.