Chapter 152: Second Uncle, It's Your Turn

She knew that Qi Yan meant what he said.

During those years when his legs were paralyzed and he could not speak, she had been unable to control him; now that he was fully recovered, she was utterly powerless against him.

Why did she feel the urge to hurl harsh words at Qi Yan every time she saw him?

It was simply because Qi Yan refused to be controlled by her and would not let himself be manipulated at her whim!

Qi Yan stated his terms: "It is not impossible for me to let them off. First, Qi Ze must get lost from the Qi Corporation, and let—"

Drawn on the sheet of rice paper was something resembling a mushroom. At the top was a mushroom cap, beneath which numerous ropes were tied, connecting to a large wicker basket. In the blank space beside it, some kind of mechanical trigger was also sketched, appearing as though it were spewing fire.

Chapter Summary: The voyage of the expeditionary force was far from smooth. Setting aside the thick sea fog that delayed their progress, illnesses had also broken out; if an epidemic were to spread, countless lives would be lost. Moreover, the soldiers were beginning to suffer from homesickness.

The three individuals accompanying Zuo Tian had already been introduced. Closest to Zuo Tian was Comigalo, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, whose pure white beard beneath his jaw and graying temples at his temples seemed to speak of his advanced age. Following him were Xi Fasan and Bu Qintan, the two great generals of the kingdom, whose ages were comparable to Zuo Tian's, both in the prime of their manhood.

The ancient sword of the Han Dynasty unleashed ten thousand paths of sword radiance as its master released his grip and hurled it forward. Accompanied by a fierce gale, the ancient sword shot straight toward the top of the head of the Nine-Tailed Xuan Snake, working in tandem with the white-furred marten beast to press the Nine-Tailed Xuan Snake so fiercely that it could not move a single inch.

Over fifty Nascent Soul cultivators stood at the entrance of the cave halfway up the mountain, cautiously gazing at the grotto before them. Though a whole new world lay hidden within, not a single person dared to enter. After all, this was a legacy left behind by a Deity Transformation grandmaster—a realm infinitely close to that of the immortals.

When Gu Changrui saw his younger brother glaring fiercely and malevolently at that youth, a sense of warmth instead welled up in his heart. His brother was becoming more and more like a normal person; how thrilling of a development was that?

The moment this murderous intent erupted, the surrounding dark space suddenly experienced a slight tremor, a vibration that even Simon, who was unleashing his killing intent, could perceive.

This single blade-stroke precisely carved away the prisoner's nipple, leaving behind a bloody cavity that bore a striking resemblance to a blind person's eye socket. The executioner hoisted the slice of flesh high on the tip of his blade, then flicked it up into the sky. Cupping his fists, the executioner offered a bow in gratitude to the heavens.

The sword's body suffered a heavy blow, emitting a pained groan. Packing a force no less than the previous punch, the might of this kick sent Sakaki hurtling backward through the air.

After consulting numerous reference materials, Su Xiao began packing his luggage. His baggage was very simple: a knife, a laptop, and some changes of clothing.

This was a true domain. Any variant beast that entered would find the weaker ones controlled by Baili, hanging by a thread between life and death.

Normally, any ghostly entity that touched Ji Liao would instantly vanish into thin air, yet Mu Qing had unexpectedly become the sole exception.

Upon completing the task, the contractor would acquire a permanent adventure group, become its leader, and gain the ability to invite others to join.

As the gravity warheads detonated against the hulls of the Fleet of Fog, the bodies of the two Fog light cruisers instantly burst into blazing infernos, and sections of the smooth deck metal were crushed by the gravitational field into irregular, uniform metal plates.

"Liu Yaoxi" continued to watch her, awaiting her reply. However, an unknown length of time had already passed, yet she still had not given an answer, remaining silent while lost in thought or perhaps waiting for something. Her gaze had also gradually drifted away.

Mu Qingyan tightly wrapped his arms around Changining's slender and flexible waist, spun her around with force, and pinned her against the city wall, kissing her passionately.

Watching the incoming footage transmitted from the front lines depicting the mecha battling the overwhelming tide of Abominations, a mecha pilot shook his head with an expression of helplessness.

Hearing this voice, Liu Xu and the other four were momentarily stunned before breaking into faint smiles, nodding toward the host as they prepared to rise and take the stage.