Chapter 27: Jiang Shiyi, You’ll Never Escape for the Rest of Your Life

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In the pitch-black abyss, a glimmer of light flashed. Fu Jiu emerged from the smoke, coughing several times. Aside from being covered in dirt and looking disheveled, he was unharmed.

“There must be something strange going on,” Qin Tian said doubtfully. He then instructed Qin Qingling, who was behind him, to prepare for battle at any moment before riding the Golden Wind Wolf King slowly toward the towering giant tree.

Fu Jiu snorted coldly. Clenching his five fingers into the shape of an eagle’s claw, he reached straight for one man’s crown.

The arm encircling Chu Yan’s waist tightened, pulling her firmly against him, while his eyes blazed with passion.

After languishing in despondency for so long, he too wanted to travel beyond the sect with his senior brothers, seeking opportunities and destiny.

Far away in Youzhou, the Prince of Chu suddenly sneezed several times. Glancing at the half-closed window, he could not be bothered to summon a servant. He rose lazily from bed to shut it himself, only to discover a dark figure standing outside.

At Wang Yan’s command, a vicious glint flashed through Xiong Da’s eyes. With a roar like an explosion, the burly body of that ghostly Dami vanished from sight.

After a brief pause, clouds of dust suddenly surged thousands of feet into the air from the forest ahead. As time passed, tremendous noises came from the distance, the earth trembled slightly, and deep beastly roars echoed through the air.

“Don’t come again. If you do, I’ll make you my bed-warming maid next time!” Ye Chen said with an evil smile.

In the distance of less than five miles, the number of phantasmal beasts slain by Wang Yan was already beyond counting, while roars and cries of battle drew ever closer.

Although Shangguan Yun knew that the Jin army would certainly breach Bianliang, he still felt despondent at the sight before him. The Jin heavy cavalry no longer blocked his way; they had all entered the city with the main army. Shangguan Yun followed behind them toward Bianliang. Nangong Po was concerned with the secret manual of divine techniques. Though he did not stop Shangguan Yun from leaving, he feared that the man might never return, so he followed several yards behind.

A Lower God was seated on the giant eagle’s back. The words “Ancient Demon” were conspicuously embroidered on his clothes, marking him unmistakably as a disciple of the Ancient Demon Sect.

Although Gu Bei was now his true master, Di Tian still held Gu Yuena in his heart.

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Perhaps it was merely psychological, but after everyone sat down, they all kept relatively close to one another, each feeling vaguely uneasy. Zelo was like this, Xieshaluosa was the same, and Prince Li Chage of Jin was even more so.

The instant he finished speaking, the Hundred Ghosts Formation was finally and completely destroyed. Snake Granny and the others could now clearly see Xiao Fang holding a flute resembling a section of a human spine to his lips and blowing into it.

During her escape, Cai Xiangxiang inadvertently hid inside a four-wheel-drive dealership whose magnetic field had been overturned. In fact, something inside the shop could isolate a certain amount of aura, so Cai Xiangxiang had stumbled into it entirely by accident.

At the same time, I could not help but feel awe toward this tribe. A Fourth-Grade Mystic Master alone could control more than a dozen Ghost Kings, including a Third-Level Ghost King. If the entire tribe acted together, what kind of spectacle would that be?

Mu Linyu shot forward and said, “Stay here! You won’t be leaving this time!” With a sweep of his hand, a chilling sword thrust straight upward. Xiang Tuorong snorted coldly, retreated several dozen paces, and flipped backward.

Without pills, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth was far too slow. That left him no choice but to find another way through his own body.

“To possess such cultivation at such a young age, while excelling in so many different professions—you are simply a monster among monsters…” Miss Yun Xianggu said.

Although Guan Yan’s drawing was crude, the people around him were either highly experienced or exceptionally clever. With his brief explanation, the others understood the general idea.

Before Lai Hu’er could say anything, Yang Jian smiled and left the main tent to admire the splendor of the imperial palace. Since the war was over, he might as well treat the trip as sightseeing. Yang Jian was remarkably open-minded about it. After all, the true age of contending for the throne had yet to arrive; otherwise, he would never have had such leisure.

Su Han sat quietly beside Ye Junxuan. Though she was deeply worried, she did not say a word from beginning to end.

Xiao Ming roughly explained to Aichili how the railway, this veritable money tree, should be operated. To begin with, the carrying capacity of trains was far greater than this. Once locomotive manufacturing was perfected, a single engine could pull a dozen or even more than twenty carriages, transporting tens or even hundreds of thousands of tons of goods.

When Luo Haochen opened the scroll and saw what was inside, he seemed to hear the sound of his heart shattering into pieces. He sprang to his feet, clutching the painting, and staggered out the door.

The moment Zhou Cang spoke, his attention wavered. In an instant, his left shoulder was struck by another blade. The cut reached the bone, leaving his left hand trembling uncontrollably and nearly causing him to lose his grip on the great saber.

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Luo Haochen stepped toward Yun Mengxue, smiling like a devil from hell. The lofty aura of a supreme king radiated overwhelming pressure. As he drew nearer, Yun Mengxue retreated trembling until her back struck the cold marble wall.

Lin Yang struck the stone coffin with several more palms in succession. The talisman could not withstand the violent onslaught, and in the end it was truly broken.

Ling Yeyan had no choice but to follow Xiang Yunsheng to an inn. After renting two rooms, they began to rest.

She paid no attention to how the other party had transmitted the voice into her mind. She leapt more than ten meters into the air and once again swung the absurdly enormous Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword.

Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow—the Celestial Immortal realm was the greatest watershed, as well as a formidable threshold, and it was not easy to cross.

This wine could be found only among a tribe hidden deep within the mountains of the Wood Realm. Only they knew how to brew it. In order to obtain the Dragon Wine from them, half the tribe had been wiped out. The ordinary survivors were naturally left alive so they could continue making wine for him; otherwise, he would have killed every last one of them.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead as the pungent smell of diesel drifted past his nose. With a click, he pressed the switch. The diesel generator began to rumble steadily. As the sound grew louder, dim yellow light gradually illuminated everything.

Song Yan cried out in surprise, her face crashing into his hard, solid chest. The impact hurt so badly that she nearly burst into tears.

Ten vials of vaccine for one “Transformers”—no bargaining. Take it or leave it! After the apocalypse descended, the Huaxia companies in the less severely affected regions rose to become the strongest in the world. In terms of livelihoods and the economy, as well as the military and technology, Huaxia’s companies far surpassed those of every other nation on Earth.

Lu Bu, who had just returned to Yanmen Pass, had no intention of showing the slightest courtesy. He wanted to seize the credit for this first victory.

But when Qin Yao later assigned him an entire group of political commissars, he finally understood what a headache truly was. In the past, as the commanding general, he had enjoyed absolute authority in the army. Once those frail-looking political commissars arrived, however, they restricted his actions in every possible way.

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