Chapter 037: Black and White Impermanence

"Do you intend to seek information from the underworld messengers?"

Feng Ye and Wu Ling stared at Ying Shu, their expressions a mix of surprise and furrowed brows.

Seeing their intense reaction, Ying Shu asked, "Are we not allowed to ask them for information?"

A staff member replied, "It is not that you cannot ask them, but most of these underworld messengers are incredibly arrogant. They deem it beneath their dignity to speak to you, let alone share any information."

"Has no one ever tried to inquire with them before?"

The three challengers who had previously surrounded Shen Le began to close in on May and July, their intent to kill chillingly sharp.

"Brother Bao, looking at how much chive you're eating, are you trying to boost your combat power to five stars?" Ning Caichen quipped, covering his mouth to hide a smirk.

Song Li possessed the Imperial Flame, the most formidable fire in the world—at least, that was how Xue Man, Yun Feihuang, and Murong Qingyan perceived it. They could hardly fathom how terrifying it would be if such a powerful flame were to be infused into a sword.

"Unfortunately, it wasn't you who accompanied me until the end..." Suddenly, the godforsaken phone at Fang Tianbao’s waist rang at the worst possible moment.

Upon hearing Ye Kai’s words, Li Shen’s mouth twitched, his face turned ashen, and his knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists, glaring with malicious, vulture-like eyes at the man before him who wore an infuriating, mocking smile.

Seeing Yu Yong clutching two jars of wine, and recalling all the trouble he had caused, a fire of anger burned even hotter in her heart; she was frustrated by his refusal to improve himself.

The moment he was blinded, he could feel Ye Kai’s cold, pure murderous intent even more acutely, and in an instant, cold sweat broke out across his forehead. He knew Ye Kai was not joking; he truly did not care if he killed him. Cruel and bloodthirsty as he was, Chana was no fool, and in the end, he lowered his proud head.

Upon learning that the seal had been forced open, the heads of the ten great families did not hesitate for a moment, each rushing toward the Land of the Barbarian Gods.

After finishing her dessert, Ye Nanzhen remembered that her embroidery was not yet finished. She informed Lady Nian, who nodded and gestured for her to leave. Ye Nanwei followed her out shortly after. Ye Nanxi exchanged a few more domestic pleasantries with Lady Nian before a senior maid of the household arrived to report on matters, prompting her to rise and depart as well.

Three months later, on the open sea, a massive ancient warship sailed forward, cutting through the wind and waves with unstoppable momentum.

"Follow behind me, and step exactly where I step." Lord Yun walked forward through the empty air, leaving a trail of footprints suspended in the void.

An Ran was indeed still fast asleep. Qi Xinmin felt deeply annoyed; he threw his shoes onto the floor with a thud and slammed against the bedroom door as he entered, deliberately making a loud racket to wake An Ran up.

It must be said that Emperor Tianling could be considered a die-hard fan of Master Li, as well as someone who understood him quite well.

"Hmph!" Long Qingxue glared at him with her beautiful eyes, let out a cold snort, and continued to walk slowly onward.

Zhang Hao sat down in excitement and carefully pried apart the pieces of low-grade spirit stone, only to find three high-grade spirit stones inside.

He knew that at this moment, Ying Zhicheng’s body contained far more than thousands of evil ghosts and wandering souls. Strangely, the techniques of controlling ghosts and corpses that he had taught him were nowhere near enough to support him in reaching such a realm.

What is going on? Who had the audacity to force this "absurd and ridiculous" attire onto the Crown Prince!?

Mu Ziruo had come here at his invitation; he never imagined he would see her being bullied like this. It infuriated him—what kind of status did Lin Yiwei think she had to dare bully his people?

Seeing that the Sect Master was only concerned with how to break the Zhou Tian Great Array, Zhang Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He tidied up the nonsense he had spouted the day before and began to explain it in an orderly and detailed fashion.

Qin Yue watched the standoff between Yan Bing and Lin Bao, as if remembering something; he smiled and walked away.

She dropped her sword and left in sorrow. In her heart, he had finally died—the boy who had once betrayed her, the boy who had once been kind to her, had ultimately perished within her soul.