Volume 1, Chapter 134: I Invite the Great Chanyu to Meet His Death!

Upon hearing Qin Bao's words, Ma Boyuan responded without a moment's hesitation, "Rest assured, Junior Martial Uncle, the Ma family has sufficient manpower. Whether it be artisans for crafting sand tables or those skilled in planning markets and shops, we have them all. Leave these matters to the Ma family to arrange."

Fan Tong felt a twinge of regret. "Actually, I have already studied the few half-corpses you sent over last time. When it comes down to it, half-corpses possess more traits of blood-corpses, though compared to pure blood-corpses, the brain tissue of a half-corpse remains relatively intact."

"Count the personnel and tally the losses!" After crossing the blood-soaked quagmire, the desperate situation that had brought them to the brink of death vanished instantly. Looking back toward the mire, Xue Ning was shocked to find not a single trace of the torrential blood rain that had been pouring down moments before.

Due to the complexity of the procedures and the numerous checkpoints, only one or two members ever managed to obtain immunity at a time.

"In that case, today's opportunity is the rarest of them all. It will be hard to find another time when his cultivation is suppressed to that of a mortal immortal. If his cultivation were not suppressed, it would truly be difficult for us to catch him off guard and launch a surprise assassination," the Blade God agreed.

A sense of warmth instantly flooded the fat man's heart, though Su Ge knew he would suffer once he climbed up. His shoes were filled with water, and he would have to take them off as soon as they reached the shore; he couldn't leave until they were dry, otherwise, his feet would likely be frozen beyond repair.

Even though it was their first meeting, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if they had met before.

Master Miaoyin was the savior of Lin Zhu'er and Xiao Meiyan. Naturally, Xiao Meiyan would not refuse the request to help clear the path for Master Miaoyin's day of attaining Buddhahood.

In any case, he would not exist in this world for many more days; even if he were to die unjustly, he would not have many regrets.

Selina took away the assassin who had been beaten into a fool by the Black Horse, intending to lock him in the dungeon. Yue Xueyi remained in a state of sorrow, feeling betrayed by Yin Ling, yet she believed that Yin Ling had not acted with malice.

She had wanted to scold him with a laugh, but remembering the tall, thin man watching from behind, Zhaiyue immediately assumed the aloof demeanor of Young Master Zeyue.

Speaking of majesty, Lan Duoduo clearly heard a hum. It must have been Zhao Ruxiang's voice; her father always enjoyed playing the part of someone hiding his true depth.

"Perhaps it is because I see a reflection of my former self in you," the killer sighed, his eyes revealing a touch of desolation.

The four stone statues, each dozens of meters tall, appeared perfectly motionless. Lin Xuan transformed into a blur, rushing toward the temple from dozens of meters away, reaching the perimeter of the statues in an instant.

The Ice Plains and the Land of Blazing Fire were located in opposite directions. Neither place had nations, only scattered tribes. Yet, these tribes had their own kings, much like nations, and it was said they were difficult to deal with, as different clans were always at odds with one another.

Xia Shihan knew this was not a long-term solution. Although the wooden cage had decent defensive capabilities, water can pierce stone; with thousands of monsters attacking incessantly, even a piece of Nine-Heaven Profound Iron would eventually be ground to powder.

To avoid meeting anyone's gaze, Lan Duoduo had no choice but to look around. After a while, she felt a bit disappointed, only then realizing that she had been searching for Luo Yun.

"Qimeng, do you want to know what agreement I reached with Master?" Mo Yang asked, flashing a cryptic smile at Wu Qimeng.

The Demon King glared at the pair with a livid expression, but they simply returned his gaze with innocent expressions, continuing to drink their wine as if he weren't there.

A hovering vehicle appeared in the sky, carrying a crate three or four meters wide and tall. With a loud boom, the crate landed in the backyard of Lin Xuan's house; fortunately, the yard was large enough to accommodate the massive object.