Chapter 145: The Tragic Death of Mu Shijin

As mentioned in the previous chapter, Ye Feng was leading the siege, advancing right up to the city gates. Not only were the gates firmly shut, but he also found himself trapped in a lethal barrage of rolling logs and plunging rocks.

Just as he was struggling to fend off the attacks on all sides, completely overwhelmed and unable to withstand the assault,

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out:

"Clang, clang, clang!..."

A wave of gongs echoed through the air!

Ye Feng looked back and saw Murong Yan standing atop the watchtower of the encampment, waving a flag from afar, signaling for him to sound the retreat!

Though deeply reluctant, Ye Feng glanced back at his soldiers, only to see many of them struck down by volleys of arrows.

The remaining troops were desperately trying to defend themselves with rattan shields, short blades, and long spears, but they could no longer get close to the walls!

Ye Feng knew all too well that a single tree cannot make a forest, and staying here alone would accomplish nothing of significance.

With no other choice, he wheeled his horse around, pulled firmly on the reins, and shouted,

"Giddyup!"

...

In fact, owing to the presence of Sakya, quite a number of high-ranking generals had come to the sanctuary for medical treatment.

Ren Jie did not dare to hesitate any longer; only jade essence could allow his spiritual consciousness to reach such a profound level. The drawback, however, was that once jade essence was utilized, employing regular spirit jade afterward yielded virtually negligible results, while the consumption of energy was unimaginably prohibitive.

Back in the Sword Garden, he had conspired with the Great Brahma Demon King to attain a celestial demon physique, seize the physical form of the Primordial Dao, and carve out a permanent tunnel leading from the Wutian Hell to the cultivation world. Little did he expect to suffer a crushing head-on blow from Qu Wujie and the Rakshasa Ghost King, resulting in a disastrous defeat.

Honggu and Futu were able to keep Su Jing in check, but they could not touch Fan Qiao. Moreover, how could they have ever anticipated that Su Jing possessed the ability to conceal himself within his own acupuncture points?

More than a dozen fourth-turn Saint-stage experts, without even managing a single groan, were instantly shattered into countless drifts of ice mist, leaving not a single bone behind.

However, this strike was merely Ichigo's test. Failing to land the blow, he immediately withdrew, blending back into the countless lingering afterimages.

After a few minutes of travel, Zhongjilu, Ah Fu, and the others brought one large package after another into Xiaohua's room. There were talisman-crafting tools among them, but the vast majority consisted of talisman-crafting materials.

"Brother Niu..." I muttered, looking at the Bull Demon King. Due to the intense pain, his facial features were severely distorted.

A sudden wave of panic washed over me. Perhaps it would be better to temporarily agree to her demands; in any case, I had no intention of following through with what she asked.

Yet, this approach seemed to have very little effect. At this moment, Han Yiyuan's mind was still entirely filled with the phrases from the mental manual, still entirely consumed by the words "Nine-Turn Crimson Sun Art."

Jiang Jinyu could afford to ignore Old Madam Li, but she could not refuse to accept the gifts from Elder Madam Ran and Prince Jin.

Mo Tingchuan rolled his eyes without the slightest hesitation. After a moment of thought, he ultimately decided to rest his hand on Ye Chuyang's shoulder.

He had never imagined using five thousand men to completely wipe out an army of fifty thousand, knowing well that such a notion was entirely unrealistic.

Until her breathing grew gradually shallow and she found herself gasping for air, Gu Zixin finally released her with lingering reluctance.

If Mo梓妍 (Mo Ziyan) were truly to hand over her entire net worth to her, she would probably end up being murdered by Mo Ziyan's man.

Since Mutou wanted to make things difficult for him, Wu Lei had no intention of handling the decision personally; he would strike back at Mutou and pass the buck right back to Nobuo Mutou.

Huang Cheng and the three others were equally overjoyed, stepping forward one after another to call him "Big Brother." Huang Zhong nodded toward them with a broad, smiling face.

Therefore, if Zhao Yun wished to accomplish a grand hegemony, it would be best for him to wait until after Dong Tuo's death.

Leading his men to the battlefield, they arrived at the right flank of Lou Dan's encampment. Roughly three thousand soldiers of the Xianbei army had joined the fight, while Zhang Liao's force of over two thousand was not surrounded. The two sides were locked in a fiercely contested battle.

While Huzi and Xiong Cheng were waiting for an opportunity on this side, over on the other side, Li Ping and his companions arrived at Wang Fa's village. After carefully scouting the terrain, Li Ping and the others began to deploy their forces.

To put it bluntly, the Empress Dowager felt overwhelmed and sought to mend her relationship with the Emperor, so she decided to relinquish a portion of her power and hand it over to someone she trusted.

The next second, she could no longer smile; a salty and bitter liquid flowed into her mouth. Wiping her face, she discovered to her astonishment that her hands were covered in tears.

"Roar..." With a suplex, the Minotaur vanished instantly, leaving a breach in the encirclement. Volibear pressed forward while the spiritual beasts behind him began to give chase.

Anything capable of throwing the entire Troll Kingdom into turmoil must have a powerful mastermind pulling the strings behind the scenes.