Chapter 62: Xie Anyue's Apology

Just as A-Jiao turned her head to speak, Lin Ye's gaze was sharp like a torch. He instantly noticed that as A-Jiao inhaled the fragrance, a faint layer of powder beneath the bridge of her nose neutralized the medicinal potency contained within the aroma.

"Tyrant's Spear!" Countless flying swords—at least a hundred of them—manifested behind Hong Meng. With a unified forward gesture, they condensed into a massive spear that pierced straight ahead. This single "strike" instantly obliterated five masters of the Void-Peeping Realm, while the remaining three were dispatched one by one by Li Chong's sword.

Though pandas are national treasures, they are fundamentally no different from cattle or sheep—not particularly extraordinary, nor like the monstrous Taotie and their kind, which are unbelievable creatures whose very appearance and physical structure clearly indicate immense power. How, then, did the Earth King of the Panda Beasts manage to make them submit?

Another volley of rocket-propelled grenades rained down, instantly turning their positions upside down. While it wasn't enough to kill them outright, it left them completely preoccupied and unable to counter the ensuing machine-gun strafing.

He had just swallowed a divine fruit and had yet to fully digest it. Having only consumed a fraction of its essence, he could already sense his cultivation growing significantly. If he were to consume a few more such fruits, ascending to the realm of the Immortal Manor would be just around the corner.

Should he violate this oath in the future, karmic retribution would dictate that he would very likely plunge into the Avici Hell, forever denied the chance of reincarnation.

It was obsession and unwillingness that drove certain mortals to pioneer techniques capable of defying the heavenly dao and raising the dead back to life.

Ye Qingcheng gazed at those three glowing blue-purple characters, a faint smile gracing her lips. Perhaps in this lifetime, she had first met the wrong person, only to stumble blindly into meeting the right one. Yet within her heart, why did she still feel such lingering resentment?

Mo Jiu was one of his four personal shadow guards, alongside Li Feng, Yue Shisan, and Ying. He had assigned Li Feng and Yue Shisan to Gu Qingwan, and Ying had been dispatched on a mission, leaving only Mo Jiu by his side.

Seeing Feng Baobao clenching her petite fists and glaring with reddened eyes, having suffered such a massive impact that even the protective profound energy around her body had slightly dissipated and her aura was thrown into disarray, she still stubbornly forced herself not to faint.

This region belonged to the expanse of the great grassland, at least a three-day journey from the city of Seth. During this time, the bipedal dragon cavalry would have ample time to escort the catapults from the teleportation gate and carry out harassing bombardments against the Cult's stronghold.

Both of these tree species had been nearly logged to extinction. The time it took for them to mature was measured in centuries, and their growth was exceedingly slow.

"Everyone who applied the seals on the rooftop just now, step forward!" demanded the True-Realm Grand Mage of the Feng family.

Atop the city walls, the Saber-Blade Cavalry, who had hitherto remained unengaged in battle, were now forced to join the fray. If the Winged Soldiers were allowed to slaughter unchecked, they would undoubtedly crush the morale of the Yongzhou troops.

"Most of this is counterfeit; only the base of this porcelain piece is genuine. Someone might still fancy it, though—it's Qing dynasty famille rose, and judging by the style, it dates back to the Kangxi era," analyzed Zhao Tianming.

Gryce, the Copper-Faced Baron, was the individual closest in strength to the Lord of Fangs and the Lord of Blood Shadows among all the Fang and Shadow elites. There was even a distinct possibility that Gryce would become the third commander of the Fangs and Blood Shadows.

He Wei had long since locked his sights on Jin Yi within the enemy formation and led his disciples charging into battle. The Thousand-Machinery Cannons wielded by him and his disciples had been modified, featuring concealed barrels built into the sword hilts that could only load a single round at a time, though the advantage lay in their stealth.

Aside from expenditures on food supplies and various medicinal ingredients, Chu Quan, who managed their finances, still held nearly two hundred thousand taels of silver in his custody.

Even though everyone who entered the Sub-Dragon Ranking was a prodigy, they were ultimately still at the Second Grade. Faced with the Third Grade divine artifact—the Heavenly Bamboo True Soul Armor—they would likely find themselves entirely helpless.

Liu Ruoxue and her two companions were present here not for leisure, but because they had tracked down this location in pursuit of a mission—for this very place was where Tianchen lived in seclusion.

Lin Hui laughed the most heartily, though her mirth carried a hint of shyness. Several times she attempted to strike up a conversation with Lian Youyao, only for others to inadvertently cut her off.

Although many had previously claimed that Dongfang Han bore a blood feud with the Xuyu family, killing each other during the Genius Tournament would still violate the rules—rules personally established by the Sovereign of Moyun.

Though he had changed his skin, that gaze belonged solely to him. He was still draped in a black robe. Upon bursting into the room and seeing that I had woken up, a joyful smile instantly bloomed across his face.

The moment Lin Shu opened her eyes, she sensed something was amiss. Not only was Su Qin keeping watch beside her, but even Yundou, who usually detested staying indoors, had crowded close.

"We should be content! After all, we've acquired quite a few treasures over these past few millennia! And this time we've even obtained the Life-and-Death Grass! If we were to encounter another terrifying monster at the master level of the Heaven-Shattering Realm, whether we could escape alive would be a question mark!" Ling Yuhan said with a smile.

"What else could it be? What? Thinking of ways to brainwash me with those theories of yours again?" Guan Qing越 was emotionally agitated, acting little better than Nalan Rongruo just moments before.

In other words, it would require Dongfang Han to instantly grow strong enough to kill his previous self in a single blow, which was utterly impossible. No matter how much his strength broke through, he could never instantly kill his former self—let alone three such versions of himself.

However, since everyone else wore expressions of spectators waiting for a good show, it was difficult to let it pass. Wang Xu fixed his gaze on one person: "What is your view, Leader Mu?"

So many things had happened today that for a moment he struggled to collect his wits, half-doubting whether what he had just witnessed was real. Surely it must be a dream—a nightmare, a terrifying nightmare. How could Rui'er suddenly be injured, how could Su Ke suddenly be injured, and how could Shen Yi suddenly be gone?

Every single SWAT officer experienced a slight constriction of their pupils, speaking in unison with identical cadence, demonstrating extraordinary psychological resilience.

Trying to recall it was extremely difficult, and moreover, Camiyu would never have imagined that someone he had killed in a single blow was now standing right before him again.

The sound of the two speaking outside seemed to have been heard crystal-clear by him, though Camiyu was not surprised; for most blind people, their sense of hearing was bound to be superior to ordinary people.

Dorgon let out a long sigh. He had always believed that Hong Taiji was dangerous and would never willingly relinquish the Khanate. Yet Dorgon held an overwhelming advantage; how could anyone compete with him?

Just as this 10,000 points of vitality was about to shift and Zhao Chen's life force was on the verge of being completely depleted, a resounding cry echoed across the wilderness from some unfathomable origin. Immediately afterward, a gigantic, transparent, phoenix-like phantom flashed across the void before abruptly vanishing beneath the barrage of ten thousand spears.

Mid-sentence, someone came running in to deliver a letter. Cai Yuanpei finished reading it and stood up with a dark expression, saying, "The Zhejiang-Xixiang branch has already begun fighting the Beiyang army in Changxing." With that, Cai Yuanpei slammed the letter heavily onto the table.