Chapter 125: Mu Yaoguang
Evil Spirit River.
As a ruin that predates even the seven great forbidden zones of life, and one which clearly bears witness to the divine wars of antiquity, few people ventured here before the recent celestial anomalies.
On one hand, before the thaw, this land was extraordinarily barren; those who came here returned with almost nothing. It felt as though this were not part of the mortal realm at all. Cold, desolate, and lonely. There were no signs of life to be found. On the other hand, anyone who entered was easily—
"It is not what you think! But it is truly not the time to meet. What could we even say if we did? Better to avoid the awkwardness than to see each other at all."
She wore no makeup, her face clean and simple, yet she possessed the natural, unadorned beauty of a lotus rising from clear water. Her eyes were as brimming and fluid as a mountain spring, holding words she could not bring herself to speak, stirring a deep sense of tenderness in the heart.
As the bug-eyed man reached a fever pitch of indignation, his voice rose several notches, startling A-Wan, who had been lost in thought.
Xia Shaoyu knew he should have been hospitalized for IV fluids and observation, but instead, he had let his wounds split open again.
Autumn winds and autumn rains bring a chill to the soul. Once the maple leaves had fallen, the winter of the fourth year of Xianfeng arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Jingtong, are you asleep?" Hong Ye’s calm voice carried an unusually gentle tone, as if foreshadowing that this night would be anything but ordinary.
She sighed at the state of her phone as if nothing were amiss, a faint smile touching her lips, before she put it back and lay down to sleep.
Yet, the Daoguang Emperor loathed her for her endless wicked deeds and madness; unwilling to look upon her venomous face again, he had long refused to grace the Changchun Palace with his presence.
No one knew how Liu Cheng had spread the rumors, but everyone believed that Su Ai had tried to transfer to the advanced class just to seduce him.
The Mei family base utilized weapons of mass destruction, specifically white phosphorus bombs. The temperatures generated could reach over 1,000 degrees Celsius, enough to incinerate all biological entities within their effective range.
On the undulating seabed, coral reefs cast dreamlike, iridescent glows. Fish darted incessantly among swaying seaweed, while one young man stood dazed, as still and vacant as a wooden puppet.
Never in history had such a thing been heard of. Especially in this age of incomplete heaven and earth, to reach the limit of 129,600 catties was already a myth.
Suddenly, from countless unseen directions in the darkness, a myriad of feathered arrows flew! Visibility was already poor at night, making it the perfect condition for an archer squad’s frenzied volleys; remaining exposed in the open was undoubtedly an act of folly.
If Ren Feiyan was lucky, she could successfully achieve Foundation Establishment in one go after taking the elixir. Even if she failed, it would lay a solid foundation for her future attempts and provide invaluable experience for the next time.
Her jade-like hands were seized, pulled into a strange rhythm she could not escape no matter how she struggled. Yuan Hong’s aura felt like a branding iron, leaving her feeling as if she had been struck by lightning.
After Xia Yang and the others respectfully bid farewell to their elders, they followed closely behind Xia Dingtian, sprinting toward the East Gate of Hong Ye City.
Suddenly, Yun Xian felt a breeze. He jerked his head to the side just in time to see a black sphere shooting toward him from the distance.
The Silver Fox captain decided to fight to the death. In truth, barring any surprises, the outcome of this lopsided battle was already clear. However, ignorance is no sin; Roy actually felt a sliver of admiration for this wretched-looking but spirited fox of a captain.
A subtle arc formed at the corner of Lian Yuan’s mouth. He had originally planned to ambush Yu Heng to study the Qingcheng Meditation Technique. Though he had failed once, he would see where the man could run this time.
As he spoke, he reached out with a hand as broad as a palm-leaf fan, clamping it tightly around Ye Mu’s throat. As he exerted force, a frigid, malevolent black demonic energy poured into Ye Mu’s body, crushing everything in its path.
The three walked through the courtyards, passing other members of the Su family along the way. Chen Yang had no desire to make their acquaintance, and although Su Wushi had intended to introduce them, seeing Chen Yang’s lack of interest, he said nothing more.