Chapter 130: The Might of Little Zi

The entire world was plunged into gloom, with rain lashing down in torrential sheets.

The mountain seemed on the verge of being swallowed whole by some dark, monstrous beast. We, caught in its midst, were like mere ants scurrying across the earth, fleeing in a frantic, desperate panic like stray dogs, heedless of the dense thorns and jagged rocks that tore at us as we made our mad escape.

We were soaked to the bone.

It took a full hour of running before we finally broke free from Mount Ehuang. Once we emerged, we were struck dumb with shock.

...

After taking a moment to compose himself, Xia Fan forced himself to put aside the recent physical encounter with Zhao Meimei.

Su Xin had gone to great lengths to secure an excellent spot for Su Zi, one laid out with offerings of fish and meat, a privilege not afforded to any other position.

Suddenly, he felt a twinge of envy and jealousy toward his younger sister. She had already given herself away; though it was Feng Beiling who had taken advantage of the situation, the deed was done, and Feng Beiling would not be getting away from her.

Qian'er and the others also wore expressions of deep concern. Had it been an early-stage seventh-rank threat, the three of them working together would have had nothing to fear from this cold rain, but as things stood, the outlook appeared grim.

He then pulled Bai Lian tightly into his arms, shielding her head, and rolled across the ground twice before coming to a steady stop.

Gu Qianxi prayed silently that it would not be like last night, and that Xia Fan would fall into that five percent.

"You are merely quibbling! You are despicable and vicious. I should have seen long ago that you were no good, but I never expected you to be my enemy!" Chu Haoyuan said with bitter resentment, his gaze then dropping to Qin Wu’s abdomen.

"A place rich in life force?" Yue Rou was full of skepticism upon hearing this. Such a place might exist on other planets, but on Black Sun Star, it seemed highly improbable.

"Xuan Yi, are you willing..." Shen Qingjun seemed to have been waiting for him all along. When he touched her, she coughed up blood, her voice a whimpering plea.

A line of black-clad figures stood out starkly against the snow-white world. The biting wind whipped fiercely at their robes, yet they remained completely unmoved.

Both were startled; the spiritual energy had not harmed them, yet it had parted them with ease, proving that their opponent’s cultivation level far exceeded their own.

The golden monkey, Six-Ears, was taken aback by Mo Yunlingfeng’s plan. After all, capturing a Soul Formation stage cultivator alive was already a feat of monumental proportions in the Star Continent world, but for Mo Yunlingfeng to actually want to cultivate the captive to produce demonic fruit—that was nothing short of madness.

Even the sky outside looked clearer and bluer than usual, the flowers were exceptionally beautiful, and as for the tea, its fragrance was beyond compare.

There were plenty of unpleasant things in this world. When he was bullied by high-level cultivators, didn’t he have to tuck his head and hide, swallowing his dissatisfaction in silence?

At the time, her ears were buzzing with the chatter of the old women, and though she didn't feel hungry, she drank it all in one gulp.

The second after the ninjas from the Cloud Hidden Village shouted the names of their jutsu, one sphere of lightning after another surged from before them, hurtling directly toward Hyuga Ichiro and Nagato.

For now, Mo Yunlingfeng could only wait. Once the current Moonshadow Sword spirit awakened on its own, it would be able to abandon its mortal iron blade and take up residence within the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear.

Old age brings wisdom; at over sixty, Liang Yulin possessed a certain degree of guile. He knew Qin Yu was intentionally provoking him to make him lose his composure and render him unable to diagnose with a clear mind. Thus, despite the fury boiling within him, he did not let his emotions show on his face; otherwise, he would have fallen right into the trap.

Chen Jian had also spoken of his plan, which was to demand dozens of vehicles from the Huaguo authorities.

Once both tasks were completed, Hyuga Ichiro stepped out of Tsunade’s tent and, leading Tsunade and ten Konoha ninjas, teleported to a suitable ambush point.

With an army of millions deployed, all Li Mo could see were endless, dark waves of figures, stretching beyond the horizon.