Chapter 56

Upon arriving at the Carefree Abode, Li Canghai inspected the equipment. Finding everything essentially in order, he began preparations for alchemy. Seeing that Li Canghai had nothing further to say, Guan Susu took the initiative to excuse herself and leave.

In a blur of movement, Shadow’s long sword sliced forth a strike imbued with chaotic energy, piercing Mil and leaving a wound upon what had seemed an indestructible stone form. Shadow’s figure then swirled like dissipating blue smoke, so quick that only a trace of blue could be seen weaving around Mil, each strike leaving a new mark.

Li Canghai simply shrugged, offering no explanation. Though Long Suqin brimmed with questions, she did not press further. The family boarded Li Tianran’s battered Buick and set off together.

The water, nearly waist-deep, stank of rot. Around them, thick iron railings as wide as an arm plunged deep into the ground. On one side, a stone platform stood above the water, where faint footsteps echoed, only to be drowned out by distant, desperate screams. The hopeless wails seemed endless, wandering ceaselessly through the gloom.

Li Canghai’s words brought sudden clarity to everyone present. For the first time, someone had systematically explained the connections between martial and spiritual cultivation, dispelling the confusion that had long troubled their hearts.

Dreamscape was now certain—Fang Yuan’s powers bore the mark of the Arceus lineage.

As Fang Yuan described it, Zapdos streaked through the storm clouds, lightning flashing, thunder roaring, rain pounding, winds howling, hail and tornadoes erupting in succession.

Pressed against the wall, the two crept silently toward the conference room door. Liu Weiyang, impatient, kicked it open with a bang.

“I don’t really understand either. But the Nine Domains’ enigma is beyond us alone—it’s likely tied to the deepest secrets of the Boundless Realms.” Qing Luo sighed softly as she spoke.

“I understand, Dad. Don’t worry, I’ll redouble my efforts and break through that curse as soon as I can!” Mu Zifei said to Mu Sen with determination.

“I suspect that old fox Jiang Tianlu will sense something as well. If it comes to that…” Shentu Lei hesitated as he spoke.

The bell was not loud, but the moment it sounded, it resonated throughout the Sect of Life and Death. Even the representatives of the major powers, who had been invited and temporarily settled here, heard the somber toll.

Furthermore, Lionheart Real Estate was only one of Hua Guoqiang’s companies—there were also Lionheart Biotech, Lionheart Entertainment, and more.

Buck strode up to Cameron and slapped him hard across the face. Cameron, who had already been slapped once, now received another blow in the very same spot—instantly, the left side of his face swelled dramatically.

At last, the afternoon dismissal came. Listless, Dongzi trudged home, still uncertain whether he truly wanted to become the king of assassins.

Scalding chicken broth slid past Lin Yong’s parched lips, warming not only his body, but his heart as well.

The rare beast known as the Zither Bug was perfect for a blade sacrifice. If necessary, even the exotic beasts of the Eight Desolations could nourish the Blood God Blade and their demon souls could be refined into the Banner of Boundless Beasts—utter perfection.

As Chen Feng finished speaking, the colossal branches of the World Tree trembled slightly, and then an overwhelming aura erupted, spreading out in all directions.

In that instant, Xiao Yan darted forward, his Heavenly Step propelling him as Yan He flickered aside. In a flash, Xiao Yan appeared before Qin Yun.

As the pair drew ever closer, a look of relief flickered across Wu Zongxie’s face. With his status, he had encountered extraordinary beings before, but a surge of indignation soon welled up within him.

The frozen road stretched endlessly ahead. Two bailiffs, mounted and burdened with baggage, escorted Su Wu—who trudged on foot with his staff—along with over twenty rams, all journeying northward.

Jiang Fan’s brow arched, his faint smile deepening, and then he asked a foolish-sounding question.

Though there was still an unconscious boy nearby, after searching him thoroughly, she found nothing valuable except a P4 and a fifty-cent coin in his pocket.

The Patriarch of Burning Heaven would be dealt with personally by Lord Xiao, while on Xiao Yan’s side, two Sovereigns of the Origin Realm would act.

Ye Wudao drove leisurely through the streets, lingering at red lights, as if hoping that if Fish was as clever as he suspected, she would find a way to seek him out.

I still have the Wheel of Heaven and Earth, and the Wheel of Reversal, my ultimate weapon—can you really kill me?

Xiao Yan gently helped the shamefaced Qin Zhong to his feet, offering a comforting smile before handing him a fifth-grade elixir, then turned his gaze to Lu Du standing nearby.

His memories of his myriad incarnations were fragmented; more than half he could not even name, while for others he recalled only their titles.

But now, even an emperor of the demon court had come to make demands—how could anyone remain in the Nuwa Palace under such circumstances?

Yet, he was now even more certain that this elder had come for the Demon Lord’s two sons. Clearly, he needed to reconsider his calculations.

“Who says there’s only one ancient artifact?” Su Bao’er emerged at that moment, holding the Seven-Colored Glass Lantern.

As Chen Luo stepped down from the stage and entered the backstage corridor, he encountered the Peking Opera troupe preparing to go on.

Tujin, on the one hand, was relieved to have chosen the right side. Though he had not aided the empire directly in war, he had successfully aligned himself with its cause in international opinion—an excellent opportunity to strengthen ties with the empire.