Volume One, Chapter 34: Extradimensional Space

A radiant light spanned the tangled crossroads of time and space, weaving between the blurred lines of illusion and reality. After bypassing countless dimensions, timelines, and parallel universes, it suddenly surged into the wide-open Kirielord space-time.

The scene was overwhelmingly breathtaking—like a dazzling meteor shower crashing down with a thunderous roar. The deafening sound echoed through the vast emptiness.

Ye Luhuan, wary of startling her, vowed never to mention having children again. Thus, with this quiet stalemate, the days passed into the present.

Several crows perched on withered branches, occasionally emitting mournful caws, their eyes fixed on the bones soon to be swallowed by dust and sand. They could not fathom the calamity that had unfolded here, nor did they know that Chi You and his monstrous demons were orchestrating such scenes of devastation one after another.

The recent clamor of battle—the shouts, the gunfire, the explosions—had all faded away, leaving behind a silence so chilling it seemed monstrous. Yes, it was the eerie calm before a storm, like the quiet before a furious beast strikes its deadly blow. This stillness foretold an impending deluge of carnage and death.

Cao Liangse held Ye Lusheng’s neck with one arm while gently stroking the red plum blossom in Qiluo’s embrace with the other, smiling. “Nonsense, you’ve already grown quite plump.” Indeed, in this stage of pregnancy, Cao Liangse’s figure had become noticeably fuller.

Meanwhile, when Wang Chongyang returned to the sales office, Zhou Yaqi had already completed the basic procedures for purchasing the house. After Wang Chongyang swiped his card, he took the keys in hand.

“Wow! Donghai, what have you brought me? This is so heavy!” Huang Dequan exclaimed in surprise.

Yin Xiaoxiao seemed to enjoy soaking in the bath. She was washing dishes in the kitchen, laughing suddenly and sweetly for no reason.

Outside the main gate, Meng Fan released Bai Nannan, made a shushing gesture toward her, and lightly leapt onto the wall. Though the relic was strange, he wasn’t sure if it would affect Du Han. Bai Nannan, too, was at the Nascent Soul stage; as long as the two of them stayed near Du Han, the Three Corpse Spirits would not awaken.

“He is not a major threat, but keeping him around is a liability. Better to eliminate him early to avoid unforeseen troubles later,” he thought. His chancellor’s residence was under close watch, making any direct action unwise.

Since the last update, after binding with himself, there had been no further updates. Unexpectedly, this time the update yielded three treasure chests.

Though they had mentally prepared themselves on the way here, seeing the condition of the common folk and the victims firsthand made Han Yuan uncertain once again as he gazed at the grim sights.

This placed Bei Mingye in a dilemma. After much contemplation and silent reflection, it was as if the crows had circled overhead several times.

No, he knew Yu Fei to be a proud person. Saying such things would only deepen her contempt for him.

Chongyi remained silent, head bowed, lacking even the courage to raise it, let alone the audacity to threaten her as before.

“Don’t rush, Bai Yao. Let me ask you—was the general in his tent?” She looked at Bai Yao, questioning.

“Exactly. It’s just a high-quality innate spiritual treasure. We won’t covet yours. Once we advance to the Great Dao Golden Immortal stage, we’ll each receive one as a reward. Who would care about your treasure then?” Cao Bao interjected.

A Qing recalled the kidnapped lady and thought, truly, they were a family—calm and unflappable in every crisis.

The warhorse neighed loudly and began to bolt uncontrollably. Gong Luo, frustrated atop the jolting steed, cursed Yu Fei vehemently. Yet Yu Fei paid no heed, spurring her horse in pursuit and striking at him again with her sword.

A powerful backlash of the soul surged wildly, but fortunately, Ye Mo could now endure it, though his complexion had paled slightly.

Before he could finish speaking, Tian Wuming swiftly drew a pistol from his side, pressing it against the knee of the White Wolf Gang leader. A gunshot rang out, and the leader let out a pained howl. Unfortunately, his hands and feet were bound tightly to the chair, rendering him immobile. Gritting his teeth, he endured the agony.