Traversing the Middle Ages 064

Unleashing three moves simultaneously created an overwhelming and magnificent momentum. The dragon's roar combined with colliding rocks produced deafening echoes.

"It's not over yet! These lousy tents somehow developed several holes while being set up, and I still have to spend time patching them, otherwise those cold drafts will blow right in tonight!" Wang Rong complained from the side.

Her illusions shattered, and life pulled her back to reality. Rou Dai did not rush to get up; she merely let her breath and pulse steady themselves slowly within Yukun's embrace. When she raised her head once more, she was once again that Eastern Liao monarch whom no storm could ever crush or shatter. "Very well, let us return to the palace." He raised his foot and, with his bare jade-like feet, walked ahead to lead the way.

"Let's go drink at a bar, and then I'll arrange for someone to come meet us," Esebalu smiled, his gaze drifting into the distance.

The burly leader, mounted on a tier-three wind-type soul beast, the Swift Gale Fang Wolf, stared blankly at Xue Ling the moment he saw her. Wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, he waved the large iron hammer in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Uh, no, don't worry, they are very nice people." Han Yu smiled faintly as he gently ruffled Sun Qian's hair.

Upon arriving at the Ningshou Palace, most of the imperial concubines had already departed, leaving only the Empress, the Noble Consort Hua, and the Consort Shu. After Long Chuxia and Doudou stepped forward to pay their respects, they began taking the Empress Dowager's pulse.

The conversations along the way strengthened the scholar's conviction. He thought to himself that this surely must be Lao Ya; there was no doubt about it, she was indeed Lao Ya.

The four of them drank and chatted in this manner. The scholar, Professor Tan, and Lu Dalin had already downed three cups each, while Professor Sun had not even finished half a cup.

Sure enough, the layer of clouds that had shrouded the sky for two full nights began to gradually disperse. A hole tore open in the vast expanse of the sky, revealing the moon faintly hiding behind it, as if it were about to emerge into plain sight at any moment.

Wang Yue niang discovered she was pregnant not long after, bringing even greater joy to everyone. Dong Li, however, was quite pathetic; she actually wanted to go out and travel as well, but with so many matters at hand and her children unable to do without her, she could only mutter under her breath in secret, complaining about the two heartless souls who had so carefree run off.

The ground was heavily sprinkled with quicklime, while the task of prying open the coffin was left to Tang Yuanshan and another of his subordinates.

"It's nothing. Let's just leave this place first; it's too dangerous here," Li Mu said calmly, pulling himself together.

"That giant dragon went berserk and caused destruction everywhere. The Federation won't trace this back to Li Mu, will they?" Chen Jing asked with some concern. After all, this card had been purchased from Li Mu.

There is a specific kind of cat that grows up eating human corpses. Jet-black from head to tail, these cats typically possess eyes of two different colors. It is said that relying on these dual-colored eyes, they can freely traverse the boundaries between the living and the dead. Folk belief holds that not only are they spiritually attuned, but they are themselves the embodiment of the devil.

At eight-thirty in the morning, a long dragon-like queue formed along the east-west North Street. Seated at the head of this line was Ye Chen, who, despite his youth, was revered as a miraculous physician. With meticulous care, he was taking pulses, diagnosing, and prescribing remedies for these members of the Flesh Ball Corps.

After running for a distance, Wang Yue niang stopped, turned back to glare at him angrily, and stamped her foot. "You fool, how can you ask me about such a matter? Have you never heard of 'the parents' command and the matchmaker's words'?" With that, she covered her face and turned to run away.

Without even needing to guess, Ye Chen knew what choice Yu Bingsheng would make upon learning the news of his death.

Prying open his eyelids and flashing a penlight, Chaozi's pupils did not contract in response to the light's stimulus; they remained as placid and unresponsive as decorative ornaments.

If Lu Yang eliminated Alfonso, the very next target might well be him. He lacked the defensive capability to withstand it, and even if Lu Yang lacked the strength to occupy his stronghold, a mere raid would be enough to make him miserable for a very long time.

At this moment, Yu Zhi had already put away the "tiger-skin skirt" and the five-colored stone, changing back into a tank top and shorts. Seeing the old Taoist priest's submissive and timid demeanor, she found it rather amusing. "Hehe, wait a moment."

Chu Jingxian possessed overwhelmingly formidable power at this point. Already at the Great Perfection of the Earthly God stage, he possessed a dual martial soul physique; thus, despite his relatively short cultivation time, ordinary Earthly Gods at the same stage were simply no match for him.

How did martial artists in the Martial God realm manage to enter the Heavenly Fallen Palace? After all, the entrance taboos of the Heavenly Fallen Palace dictate that once anyone in the nine foundational martial realms forces their way in, they are invariably crushed and killed by the taboo forces. Throughout all these years, not a single martial artist from the nine foundational realms had ever set foot inside.

The reason the two of them came out so early was simply because they had failed even to clear the first floor. Tossed out by the Primordial Spirit Trial Pagoda, the artifact spirit informed them that they would have to wait a full month before attempting it again.

Regardless, these matters were thus settled, and everyone had grown accustomed to it. Whenever there was any novel idea, everyone simply listened and executed it; Sun Quan had always been this domineering.

Having already fought it many times and thus thoroughly familiar with the dungeon's monsters and routes, he successfully advanced all the way to the ninth boss.

Anyone could easily deduce that if the periphery of the spiritual vein harbored such massive amounts of spiritual crystals and stones, the depths of the vein surely held even more. Under such circumstances, how could one not feel excited and pleasantly surprised?

Right in the middle of the valley, a deep pit roughly three meters wide had newly formed. Under the moonlight, one could faintly discern rows of irregular protrusions around the pit—the ground warped and cracked under immense pressure—while a heavy, pungent stench of blood still hung thick in the air.

"Don't be afraid, I am here." He bent down and pressed a deep kiss to her forehead, knowing just how terrified she felt at that moment.

Yugo was momentarily stunned. What was the meaning of this? Was this her expulsion from the sect? How could that be? She had squeezed her way into Jiuri with the utmost difficulty, practically sacrificing everything. If she lost this job as well, she would have no choice but to spend her remaining savings of nearly ten thousand yuan and end up begging on the streets.

Given his understanding of the game Heavenly Journey, the game actively encouraged player-versus-player combat, especially after server upgrades, where killing people and seizing their loot happened almost daily.

If he guessed correctly, this Guild Creation Token ought to be the very first one across the entire server.