Volume 1, Chapter 47: Fighting Side by Side Before the Dawn

"You, what do you mean by this?" Seeing the doctor shake his head incessantly, Long Yang thought Tian Tian was beyond saving.

Everyone was startled instantly. The divine blood within their bodies surged and churned, their voices blending together to produce a sound that made souls tremble.

Soaring through the air the entire way, he actually sensed countless extremely powerful auras—every single one of them was a mighty being above the Saint realm! And yet, after flying for several hours, they still hadn't reached the Emperor Sect? Was this what Wang Xi meant by "not very far"?

"Mom, Dad, it wasn't your child who caused your deaths! Seek out those who wronged you and exact your vengeance, but please don't torment me," Wu Sangui said with a trembling voice as he laboriously crawled behind a chair.

On the path of alchemy, renowned masters are hard to come by, and spiritual materials and pill formulas are equally rare, but alchemists with peerless aptitude are rarer still. Among all living beings, mediocre people still make up the vast majority. To stand out from them requires what cultivators often call destiny. Without the destiny of immortality, everything easily turns into a fleeting illusion.

What on earth could it be? Shi Jingtian closed his eyes and thought hard, unable to give the lingering shadow an answer for a moment.

"Precisely! Furthermore, I can be certain that the surviving disciples of the Ten-Absolutes Manor are searching for the senior predecessors of their sect who vanished in the past." As he spoke, Yue Chen took out an ancient black stone bead and handed it to Lu You.

"Right in the imperial city!" Shi Jingtian replied without thinking, only to be filled with instant regret. Since this was a matter completely unknown to outsiders, the fact that he knew it so clearly would inevitably arouse suspicion, and someone as shrewd and experienced as Red Silk would definitely notice.

With a muffled pop, the earth and rocks shattered and flew apart. A sharp spike taller than a person burst out from the ground, slender at the top and thick at the bottom, sturdy and sharp. Pop, pop, pop—several more sounds followed as successive spikes broke through the ground at varying heights.

There seemed to be no man under heaven who, like Qin Yibai, could endure being passionately kissed by an ethereal beauty of celestial loveliness and yet find it so agonizing.

Except for Shen Ruyi, who was recovering from her injuries and half-reclining to the side merely as a participant, everyone else stood clad in armor before a large sandbox, listening to Ruju outline her counterattack strategy and receiving her issued commands.

Because of Mo Qingyou's countless years of planning, Wind River was plunged into a massive melee in an instant. And also because of Mo Qingyou, the Origin Realm and the Soul Realm likewise joined this protracted chaos.

Apart from other reasons, Feng Wuqing believed it also had to do with the relationship between the Seven Killing Treasures—Heart-Breaker and Bowel-Twister.

Tianmenyuyi sighed. Reuniting with a brother was something he had long since abandoned hope for, but now that they met again, it was a separation between the living and the dead. Leaving aside Tianmenshi, even Tianmenyuyi himself was filled with endless emotion.

He just wanted to be left in peace. The events of the past few days had all come too unexpectedly; he felt he no longer had the capacity to bear them.

When Spider's subordinates rushed up just now, Mi Yi's heart had already leaped to her throat. After all, the enemy had guns, whereas her own gun had been left at the door.

When the other party pierced through his inner thoughts, the Master of Qiankun burst into laughter: "It seems nothing can truly be hidden from the Envoy of Impermanence. Fairy Zhu's judgment is indeed accurate! It's just that I care only for the lives of a few select disciples within Zhang Ruyun's sect, rather than truly fearing the Ghost Mother's crafty plots!" Hearing this, Zhu Huan merely smiled and remained silent.

That's right. Through two days of closed-door bitter cultivation, Su Haoran had completely mastered the Thirty-Three Bone-Hiding Secret Art. His twenty-six vertebrae had completely returned to the thirty-three of a newborn, increasing his height by three centimeters to reach one meter eighty-six. Furthermore, because Asian physiques tend to appear slimmer than Western ones, he looked even taller.

Finding a corner, she enclosed herself within a circle of large boxes. Ruju, bold as ever, huddled inside, using her backpack as a pillow and sleeping soundly with her clothes on while embracing Qingfeng.

Even the speed of strength-type zombies on the mountain trail was not much slower than theirs, not to mention the fact that among those more than fifty mutated zombies, there were quite a few velocity-type zombies that excelled in speed.

Deep in his mind, Ying Ning's words from the Life Gate of the ancient castle in Soul City echoed back when the ice sculpture shattered: "Master, I have finally waited for you." He wondered whether she had already foreseen this day back then, fulfilling her vow of "waiting for you until dust and bones turn dry through a thousand cycles of reincarnation" in a different way.

"Alright. Fall back," Mo Wuwu agreed, hurriedly calling out to the rear guard as the thirty thousand troops marched toward the distance in an imposing formation.

"Jing Zichen, you only have one chance," Luo Yiyi reminded him. Once you hear a lie, you will never hear the truth.

She knew the Sect Master's purpose in traveling to the Snow Territory was to capture Mo Shuixin—that was correct. But according to her own prior expectations, Mo Shuixin should have been hogtied and escorted back to the Dead Soul Sect. Why on earth was the other party walking so openly into this council chamber, which only elders of the Dead Soul Sect were permitted to enter?

Only after she finished speaking did Bai He realize in a start that, in her agitation, she had blurted out the question she had been harboring in her heart for some time.

"Are you sure you want me to return it? You must realize that even if I return this one, I can always get another," Yin Xiu said, raising his head and smiling as Qiao Qingtong spoke.

Jing Zichen remained motionless, pressing the muzzle of his gun against Lu Ze's brow. Lu Ze looked at Jing Zichen without changing his expression and smiled wickedly.

The app on her phone used for communicating with her comrades had also been ringing incessantly since a moment ago, but she did not answer it.

"It seems not yet. Eat more; fill your stomach so you can get to work," Nian Yuijiang said as he placed a piece of curry shrimp ball onto Bai He's plate, his nonchalant expression as casual as saying "these shrimp taste quite good."

Once the Nine-Lock Interlocking Array was activated, it stirred the remaining grand arrays and prohibitions within the secret realm, instantly drawing the attention of the cultivators exploring it. Fairy Zhuqing and the others, who were following the trail of Yan Yang's pursuit, encountered the aftershocks and battlefields left behind when Yan Yang and his companion were pursuing Wu Yong one after another along the way. Their expressions involuntarily grew even more solemn.

Ye Kong looked at her, his heart filled with warmth and gratitude, and smiled: "Meeting you is truly my good fortune. No matter what happens, you seem to be able to anticipate it." Cui Yuzhen hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Yet I still cannot understand why she wants to kill you." Ye Kong's smile dimmed.