Chapter 21: Unable to Bear

After a full minute of silence, Su Wenshan finally let out a long sigh and said, “This matter is truly of great importance. Yanran, a woman’s compassion is…”

“Grandfather!” Su Yanran called out in a raised voice, her resolute gaze making it clear she disagreed…

As Ye Xiyu’s gaze shifted toward that figure, Ye Yichen’s face also revealed a trace of anger. Watching this scene unfold, Zihan couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. Others might not understand, but at this moment, Zihan realized the reason behind it.

Tang Ming, able to restore his strength endlessly and unleash terrifying Divine Fire arrows without limit, was a force that even Maya Yuxuan could not help but fear.

The power of the Dao Sovereign permeated the grand hall, causing all the Heavenly Palace warriors gathered outside to collapse to the ground, pressed down as if some immense weight bore upon them.

He clutched his throat in agony, eyes wide open. Even in the moment of his death, he could not comprehend why that hidden force had suddenly grown so much stronger.

Now, Chen Teng would end up disgraced, ruthlessly humiliated by the Yu family on the path of chess.

Many lovers among the common folk, steadfast and true to one another, love to pledge beautiful vows such as "a bond destined for three lifetimes."

Today was the 26th day of the ninth month in the 121st year of the Lan Calendar, the day after the water polo finals, and the last day of this year's Lanliu Festival.

“All right, I’ll head over right away.” Only then did Mu Chendong recall that it might be those people from Guo Xueyun’s party last night.

Brilliant light sprang forth like swords, dancing through heaven and earth, intertwining with several streams of razor-sharp sword intent that swept across the skies—just as the sword intent now coiled fiercely around Zihan.

The avatars checked Yue Fei’s condition and found him unharmed. Immediately, they took him away. After a few steps, one avatar suddenly turned back, slowly raised his right hand, and unleashed the Brahma Sound Towering Palm, reducing the entire Golden Moon Immortal Palace to rubble.

“Two elders, let’s attack together and kill him. This Divine Strider has harbored a grudge against Ancestor Nie Feng for ten thousand years!” Nie Shao transmitted his voice to Nie Long and Nie Yun. The two nodded discreetly in agreement. Now, Nie Shao was set on eliminating martial gods, and the Divine Strider was to be the first.

As the on-site director, Lin Haifeng was in a complete frenzy, megaphone in hand, tirelessly directing the program rehearsals from the foot of the stage.

The man was tall—even taller than Qin You—dressed in a black trench coat with large sunglasses covering half his face, making it impossible to read his expression.

Though it was early morning, the entrance to Starlight Avenue Entertainment was already crowded with reporters. Their faces were filled with excitement, as if anticipating something momentous.

“What’s going on? How did a Heaven-level master infiltrate the ranks of ordinary soldiers to slaughter them?” Qin Zhi was deeply puzzled as he watched the old man charge forward again. A flash of cold light appeared in Qin Zhi’s eyes; every strike from the old man claimed dozens of lives, and he could not let this continue.

Only one tunnel remained. Moon Soul knew this must be the resting place of Lord Yinshi. The passage twisted and turned, with guards stationed at every interval—indeed, it was more strictly guarded than the other tunnels. The two of them passed the guards slowly; in the latter half, there were no guards left.

“Full of energy for nothing—can’t even settle the affairs at home, and already off chasing new energy,” Ding Haitao muttered under his breath.

If even that couldn’t kill him, then perhaps he truly could become immortal… The fate of the masked master had been sealed the moment he was trapped inside the stone training chamber.

The shop owner stood nearby, watching in bewilderment as so many unfamiliar letters appeared. His skills at repairing appliances were learned from his master a few years ago, mostly by rote, with little understanding of the principles involved. Faced with this unfamiliar sight, he could only shake his head.