Volume One, Chapter 44: A Familiar Face in Danger

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Under the cover of night, the motorcycle sped toward Colorful Cloud City. The roaring engine echoed throughout the ruins, startling clusters of feral beasts. Jiang Huan sat behind Zhang Yu, his mind calculating the gains from this outing. Suddenly, the roaring engine sound faded away, yet the motorcycle continued to rush forward.
Jiang Huan was puzzled. “Teacher, why is the bike silent now?”
“I switched it to silent mode.”
“Silent mode on a motorcycle? That exists?”
“I paid to have it modified.”
“Then why didn’t you use it before?”
“The engine roar sounds cooler.”
“So why turn it on now?”
“I have a bad feeling.”
Hearing this, Jiang Huan immediately grew alert. In this perilous land...
He turned his head to take a closer look at the white vehicle. His dark eyes instantly emitted a dangerous aura.
For such a serious matter, Chief Guard Xu Chu never interfered in discussions. He knew his duty was to protect Zhang Chao’s safety.

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Indeed, that was the reasoning. Thus, Nangong Rong no longer hesitated and ordered his puppet to snap the captive’s neck on the spot—these beings were not yet full abyssal creatures; they couldn’t survive a broken neck and return as if nothing happened. Predictably, the captive became a corpse.
Mo Ye might not regret betraying Liang Pingyu nor feel he was wrong. Yet when facing Liang’s hatred, Mo Ye needed a reason to bolster his resolve.
Especially Ding Jin, whose playful expression had vanished, his gaze toward him tinged with cold, murderous intent.
Huang, who Jiang Huo had flatly refused, glanced up at the clock; it was already 4:40 a.m.
Yet here, there were no mountains—just boundless grasslands scattered with giant stones of various shapes.
In the old man’s intuition, this sword light far surpassed the innate fifth level limit, reaching a much more powerful realm beyond his ability to confront.
Xia Zhixing was puzzled; if not for a few uncles revealing the secret, he wouldn’t have known Lai was hidden in Jingmen. How could mere Liu Hao compare to his own insight?
The boy was naturally Li Zhang. After clutching the wooden stake and plunging into the river, a whirlpool dragged him under. He held tight to the stake, knowing it was his only hope for survival.
Originally, when the otherworldly warriors descended upon the Five Domains, they believed their strength would easily conquer the realms and seize vast resources.
At dawn, Yang Que told her to leave first; he remained alone by the pool, silently waiting.
Clearly, Mei Yezi’s unimaginable killing spree stunned everyone present.
Though no action was taken, the intent was plain—she wanted to act. Such recklessness was baffling. Did this guy take his medicine today? How could he behave like this?
Sadly, its fury and accusation were ignored. The long-brewing attack thundered down, striking it fiercely. The massive energy seemed to tear space itself, sending a chill through me.
Chen Shao carried Chen Changxin outside just in time to see the drama’s scene where Zhiyan sped madly and Chen Shao screamed hysterically.
Though Tang Yun was a righteous man brimming with moral integrity, he was also the kind who occasionally couldn’t resist scraping gold flakes off his gilded chair. Given a chance, he wouldn’t resist a money-making opportunity.
Recently, several big shots in the underworld had met misfortune. Qi Qi had heard rumors but never imagined Wang Bo was behind it. Hearing Lin Miao’s account, she now found it quite plausible.

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“So you mean...” My heartbeat quickened as I looked at Zhu Qingyun’s wooden, expressionless face, suddenly breaking out in a sweat.
Chu He had only just realized that measuring combat strength by attributes alone was unreliable—only a rough reference.
“Ha ha ha~~” Two drunks nearby burst into laughter; beside them, Landis sighed helplessly.
The spade coin, shaped like a shovel, also called “spade money,” evolved from bronze agricultural tools. It circulated among various Central Plains states during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Since spade-shaped tools were once popular mediums of trade, the earliest coins were cast in this shape.
After such transformations, Wanzhenshan was grateful to have taken on a disciple with martial talent. He treated Chen Xiang better in daily life and gradually began favoring her on certain matters—unaware this poured more fortune into the Wanzhen household through Chen Xiang.
Wu Junwei was stunned; he never imagined he could jump so high, and that was just a casual leap. What if he used full strength? He could hardly believe it.
“What happened? Your good son caused us a huge problem this time.” After a cold snort, he grabbed his coat and rushed out.
The ghoul growled, kicking forcefully toward the zombies. In midair, it spread its limbs and claws, pouncing before the zombie could react. It tackled and rolled the creature, then began tearing into it desperately like a wild dog starved for days.
As the roar of cheers reached its peak, a sudden spotlight on stage cut through the crowd’s enthusiasm like a rest note. The clamoring gradually subsided.
As the saying goes, “Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated.” Upon encountering the dragon-horned fire ox and others, Chu He immediately activated his Heavenly Eye to investigate these human-beast-insect hybrids’ backgrounds.
The mysterious Tiger Fang Ridge—hunters from Changding Village only knew about the foothills.
“Let me see you dead!” Cold Xue, furious, grabbed a water cup from the table and dumped the cold water all over his face.
Still, she decided to take a look. Ling Tian went to the bathroom, dried his hair, informed Cold Xue and others, then drove away from the villa.
The Death Soul Flower is said to grow in the cracks between the Yin and Yang worlds—a flower born from absorbing death’s resentment. Whenever a world-level war breaks out on the continent, the blood-soaked battlefield will be covered in Death Soul Flowers, their crimson petals symbolizing death.