Chapter 60: The Grand Wedding Finale

The two of them arrived at Park Se-cheon's office, where Zhou Feng and Beibei were already waiting inside.

The person who had nearly frightened him into screaming was actually Huang Ding!—Huang Ding, one of Feng Qiuqi's five sworn brothers and sisters.

Having settled the matter concerning Lan Lin, Yang Yiyan finally put a major worry to rest, and while she was already on the verge of a breakthrough, she was pressured by He Mingzhi into entering secluded cultivation.

The opponent also looked over, smiled slightly at Li Wei, and then sat down on the arena to meditate. With Xu Yuan's strength and such a brute-force combat style that shattered all clever techniques with sheer power, he truly stunned quite a number of people.

The Lingshan Mountain behind Guanyin was naturally terrifying, considering that two supreme beings of heaven and earth were seated there, but that did not mean Guanyin could act imperiously here.

This was the residence of the Fire Cloud City participating team within Kunlun. Iron Rakshasa was wealthy and possessed vast resources with deep pockets, so he spared no expense and booked the entire Four Directions Mansion for a whole month.

Inside the Imperial Kitchen, a dedicated eunuch was responsible for the Retired Emperor's medicinal soup. The Retired Emperor had been bedridden with illness for a long time, but everything had been fine until now.

Everyone felt their breathing stall. Although the auras of the two figures were restrained and no different from ordinary mortals, that detached expression could only be possessed by those who had endured countless tribulations. It was a sense of utter transcendence from the mortal world, as if they were already able to touch and wield the laws of heaven and earth, and all worldly affairs no longer had anything to do with them.

The reason lay in the fact that during primordial times, a root of the Jianmu tree had indeed appeared in the world. Although this section of the root capable of nurturing an entire world had vanished from the earth, any exorcist who had ever witnessed it never doubted the fact of its existence.

Under such strict control, Emperor Song Shenzong naturally had no way to visit Consort De's chambers. With him not coming, others were even less likely to do so. The imperial palace was gripped by anxiety and panic, and almost all the imperial consorts and princes confined themselves to their respective residences, generally forbidding outsiders from entering their domains.

Lu Chong felt a sudden jolt in his heart, his entire body instinctively tensing up with the urge to flee, yet he had no idea where to run.

By the time the musician recovered his senses, he saw that the strand of hair in Yan Jiu's hand had already replaced the broken zither string.

He walked for who knows how long. Zhu Siming could no longer hear the footsteps of the pursuers behind him, but he still limped along, leaning on the broken half of a spear shaft in his hand, pressing forward purely on willpower, though he had no idea where his destination lay.

What made Ling Che find it most unbearable was that he cried while eating, causing him to choke. The food stuck in his throat, neither going down nor coming up, and he almost suffocated to death.

"Nanny Guqing, do you know that child sitting over there?" Lady Yuli asked Nanny Guqing, who was preparing fruit juice for her.

She had already tried to salvage the situation, but heaven refused to grant her wish, and Huixiu happened to intercept Bailing.

Everyone was shocked. The tally and token to mobilize the three hundred thousand troops outside the city at a moment's notice had actually been handed over to the Fourth Prince by the Emperor—given to him back when he was acting as regent, and not yet reclaimed?

The open ground beneath their feet bulged into a massive mound before exploding with a deafening roar, a terrifying momentum akin to the simultaneous detonation of hundreds of tons of explosives.

Now that the realm was about to be snatched away, what was the young emperor thinking? Could he catch one last glance at the outside sky, wondering if it was still as mesmerizingly blue?

After forging the eighth layer of the Nine Cauldrons Dharma Body, Tang Lou once again set about refining his Golden Elixir cultivation technique. This victory in battle yielded even more generous rewards from the Heavenly Dao, propelling him directly into the late Earth Immortal realm and making his manipulation of the few treasures at hand increasingly effortless.

"No problem at all. Senior, just give them your orders. And you all must obey Senior's instructions!" The second half of the sentence was directed at the nine cultivators.

They had already sensed Luo Hao's strength; it was not as formidable as they had imagined, remaining merely at the late Mysterious Tier.

At that very instant, he sensed a mortal crisis. If he failed to evade the frontal impact, his body and soul would likely perish.

That afternoon, Ye Liushang gathered his forces at the Jade Herb Hall, and then, guided by the coordinates deduced through the Heavenly Mechanism Formation, he set off grandly with his entourage.

"This is a new musical piece. If this section is all there is, it might be somewhat difficult to fully recreate The Butterfly Lovers," Xie Lingyun said with a troubled expression.

After some deliberation, Liu Zhen decided to return personally. If this matter was not handled properly, it would likely lead to massive trouble.

Ma Dong muttered under his breath, then furrowed his brow slightly as he felt his strength seemingly growing even weaker, suppressed invisibly by this oppressive force. He then pulled open the window, cast a glance outside, and checked the surroundings.

Never before had they seen a helicopter up close; for some of the older folks, this was literally their first time laying eyes on one.

It was precisely at this moment that Mu Li finally erupted completely, his body enshrouded by a blood-red dragon as he charged toward Nakagawa Yoko at an unbelievable speed.

Luo Hao had some understanding of the Assassin Guild's intelligence network; it was formidable and powerful, stretching across virtually every corner of Europe.

Knowing that Nichirin had leisurely returned to the village and that the sealing process was about to begin, Shisui made a decisive judgment. Since spending so much time failed to persuade the Six-Tails, they had no choice but to execute the final plan.

Therefore, Fang Pingying secretly vowed that from then on, aside from providing the Luo family with a capped amount of money within her acceptable range, she would not meddle in any of their other affairs. If Luo Zhiyong insisted on getting involved and plunged their household into chaos yet again, she would divorce him.

Su Zhan stared at her blankly for a moment, then reached out and pulled Mother Cui toward him, his palm clamping tightly around her throat.

The Marquis of Zhennan joined forces with the Duke of Anguo, took up residence in the Marquis of Weiyuan's estate, and shared a nominal uncle-nephew relationship with Su Cen. Among the capital garrison troops, only the Imperial Guard had yet to declare their stance.

I looked at Sister Mei's fair legs, unable to restrain myself any longer, and lightly touched them with my finger. Sister Mei almost let out a startled cry, but fearing that Li Liang might discover me here, she poked me with her toe to signal that I should not act recklessly.

Maro took a step forward, his limbs rigid and his eyes dull and lifeless, as if he had truly transformed into a skeleton puppet. He flicked his fingers into swords, making a rigid horizontal and vertical slash to form the shape of a "十" (cross), followed by four more slashes up, down, left, and right. Chakra condensed at his fingertips, lingering in the air without dissipating, faintly forming the shape of a "卍" (manji) symbol.

To begin with the Wokou invasion: from the messenger of Dengzhou Garrison Commander Liu Yushan, Wu Yiheng learned that the number of these pirates was around five hundred, among whom genuine Japanese pirates numbered barely a hundred, while the rest were Han Chinese.