Volume 1, Chapter 55: Observation

Since the princess is in such a fine mood, Shen Rong shall respectfully comply.

However, Li Yang did not seem to be in any hurry at the moment. She clapped her hands, and immediately someone brought over a pot of wine for her.

The God race and the immortals were like two opposing armies, separated by the vast abyss spanning north and south, yet forever unable to cross from east to west.

From the corner of his eye, Fang Qiong glared fiercely in this direction. Yufan felt helpless; what a disastrous enchanting pest, unable to behave even while coming to visit a sick person.

That fellow looked rather delicate, yet he had pointed ears and blue eyes, especially a giant eagle claw that gleamed with an eerie blue light and was covered in thick fur. Although Lang Yu could not sense any demonic aura, judging purely by this appearance, he was no human.

"Ignorant rabble, ignorant rabble..." Qian Datou trembled all over, muttering words under his breath like an old actor in a traditional theater facing a dead end yet lacking the courage to make a scene.

As he spoke, Li Jianshan walked over to the corpse of Zhan Feng and pulled out his crossbow bolt. Just as Li Jianshan was about to flip over Zhan Feng's body to check what he was carrying on him, Zhou Hu walked over and said coldly.

Gusts of fierce summer wind blew toward the Blue Tian jade planted all around the Spirit-Gathering Array.

Nearby, many people stood as if petrified, staring dumbfounded at Lin Ran. The next moment, curses erupted like boiling water, rumbling loudly across the scene.

"Hehe, that's why I like you—a bit naive, and a bit reserved," he said affectionately.

"It must be the forbidden domain. We've never heard of him mastering any secret art that can boost his combat power!" another Holy Son spoke up, his voice ice-cold and filled with heavy gravity.

What kind of scenarios had Yang Tinghe and Yang Shen not envisioned? What were they most afraid of? Their greatest fear was not Emperor Zhengde naming the Prince of Yong as his heir; rather, they feared that Zhang Yong would grow too powerful for the ruler to control.

Zhan Bin drove the DBS back to his large flat alone. Cheng Chen lived next door to him, but Li Jing insisted on going shopping, so he had no choice but to accompany the fair lady by his side first.

Watching Podolski, whose fighting spirit was practically overflowing to the top of his head, Alaba stepped forward with unease, sandwiching him in the middle alongside Van Buyten.

After surrendering to the people of the Qian State, these Xiongnu poured out everything they knew. Wang Zhuo focused his inquiries on intelligence regarding the nearby area, learning the surrounding marching routes and where water sources were available for passage.

Upon seeing this, Jin Lin and Elaine were startled, exchanging glances. *Good grief! This sphere of light possesses life energy; it can resurrect mummies and retract the life energy at any time. That is simply too terrifying.*

Su Mo glanced at Su Jian宁. This second uncle of his put on an honest and naive front, but behind closed doors, he was cut from the same cloth as Su Zhanghe.

The three young men, just as they used to do, faced the gloomy night sky and recounted their recent lives and ideals.

Lin Yun and Wenger looked at each other in dismay, but Van Gaal's grumbling was far from over, even showing signs of reckless speech and senile dementia.

She did not mention that this was inflicted by Li Chunfang, as it was hardly an honorable thing after all. In the eyes of the villagers, the relationship between her and her sister-in-law Li Chunfang was still passable.

The Meng clan was a newly rising nobility that had followed Xu Chao in pacifying the five states and rising to power, having consistently acted alongside Xu Chao ever since.

Seeing Elaine staring blankly at him and ignoring him for a long time, Jin Lin began to feel a bit awkward, wondering if he had been too fierce.

Lin Fei was left between laughter and tears; Lin Dayuan had completely made up his mind that Su Yingxue was an incomparably kind and good boss.

Yet only a moment later, Mon Qi discovered that this outburst of slaughtering sword intent was even more formidable than before. In a mere instant, it occupied the entire spiritual sea except for the space where the sword soul resided, and furthermore, it continuously launched assaults against the sword soul, giving Mon Qi a sense of being in imminent peril.