Chapter 28

The scorching sun hung high, bringing a stifling heat. Massive, thick clouds drifted slowly across the horizon, as if a heavy downpour were imminent.

She was not foolish; she naturally understood the mockery and sarcasm in Madam Xia’s eyes. She had no desire to spend even a second longer in that room, so she did not wish to beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

The six realms had originally been separate, existing in a state where the well water never infringed upon the river water. But now, the gates to the six realms had opened simultaneously, and those with ulterior motives from each realm surged toward the pinnacle of the six realms, attempting to cross into the others.

Wang Lingyun involuntarily clenched her fists. Looking at the countless tombstones standing in this graveyard, she felt a surge of indignation.

"This is the message Du'e sent from the Western Sea." Si Ming performed a hand seal, and mist gradually gathered, condensing into the shape of a Bagua plate.

"Liu Qianwan, do not forget: until the imperial decree arrives, I remain the commander-in-chief." Zongzheng Wu could not conceal his rage; the gentle temperament he once possessed had been washed away by the bloodshed of the battlefield over the past two years.

"Our grandchildren can marry into each other's families later," Helian Fengrong said. She already had three sons and did not want any more; if she were to have another boy, she felt she would go mad. Even Wang Zan was exhausted by the three boys, yet only her parents beamed whenever they saw the three little demons—something Fengrong could never comprehend.

"Oh, my cooking is quite ordinary; I can't whip up anything fancy, and I was worried everyone would get tired of it. I’ve recently been experimenting with two new types of pickled vegetables to go with porridge." Nanny Pan beamed at the compliment, unable to hide her grin.

Gong Ming nodded with calm composure, confirming once again that he had spoken correctly. Just moments ago, while the two sat face-to-face, Gong Ming had revealed Xishui’s true identity to Han Lai.

Chu Haoran and the others were shocked. Immediately after, they saw the people currently under Chu Haoran’s control suddenly have a trickle of blood flow from the corners of their mouths; then, they all ceased breathing and froze in mid-air.

That evening, Tian Hongmeng and Jack both arrived. Because Guo Zhuoshuo had previously stated he would not meet with others, the company’s other senior executives did not attend the welcoming banquet.

The water elemental aggregate had been persuaded by Zhi Yan. Like a giant firefly, Zhi Yan drifted toward the aggregate, circling it back and forth. Before long, the water elemental aggregate was enveloped by several intricate demonic patterns.

Liu Xiaojian, standing nearby, also pricked up his ears. Although the matter of the fines had nothing to do with him and his brother, they were clearly unwilling to let it go.

"Could it be... could it be that this gourd can absorb the death energy from the deceased to heal my wounds?" Mo Feng was no fool. Those gray currents were all drifting in from the battlefield ahead, and they were all heavy with death—likely the lingering aura left behind after people perished.

"Chu Tianji..." This was shouted by Bi Fang, who, upon seeing Chu Tianji appear, was reminded of the challenge he had issued to him not long ago.

Wang Juefei ignored the people outside and, with a serious expression, led Zhu Tong into an office. Head Nurse Xia entered last and closed the door firmly behind her.

Everything within sight was milky white. Xia Yang and his companions walked along the somewhat silent, milky-white thoroughfare. At this hour, the entire Holy City of Light appeared exceptionally quiet, save for the faint, lingering sound of chanting. Otherwise, one would truly think it was a ghost town.

Ye Zetao had already come to understand that as long as he killed that wizard, his own massive spiritual power would merge with this body.

When it concluded, the military held a grand celebration. Not only did the leaders of Diannan University attend, but high-ranking military officials and several senior government figures from Guanggui Province also made appearances. It could be said that the scale of the celebration was extremely high.

Wu Si had only seen such a formation in television dramas. Although he often heard his master, a fellow cultivator, mention that cultivators could manipulate the five elements to derive all things once their cultivation reached a profound level, his master could not do it himself—it was merely hearsay. Seeing it with his own eyes now truly gave Wu Si quite a fright.

When Ji Yuyou turned back, she met Jiang Wan’s insincere, mocking smile and her inscrutable gaze.

After the sect’s grand selection, he would carve the array patterns onto it. By then, he could begin refining the exotic fire. Once the exotic fire was refined, his cultivation would surely soar, though he did not know to what extent.

"Alright, let’s stop here for today and go downstairs to get something to eat. The Third Prince must be hungry by now." As it was mealtime, Gong Cheng intended to keep Feng Beiling here for lunch.

Ji Yuyou sat with her head bowed between her knees, wiping away tears. Her thoughts were in turmoil, and she truly did not know how to proceed on the path ahead.

As Que was speaking, she suddenly noticed a great deal of liquid impurities emerging from her pores, looking quite filthy.

In Qinghe City, where dragons and snakes mingled, each faction occupied its own territory. However, the one faction most likely to become the leader was the He'an Society.

Ling Xuan had previously noticed that although Wang Hao’s punches were forceful and his footing stable, his lower body was a weakness. The latter could not effectively dodge low-level attacks and only knew how to strike out with brute force; thus, his vulnerability was exposed.

In truth, even if she had spoken up, Dantai Yuqin would not have blamed her; after all, finding the person was what mattered most.

Liu Bo looked over; the scar had scabbed over, looking hideously ugly. He recounted the shocking murder from the previous night in detail.

Although he did not know exactly what Hong Wu had realized, the mere thought that Hong Wu was only at the seventh stage of the Martial Sect realm yet possessed an aura so terrifyingly powerful—one that could almost rival a ninth-level demon beast commander—made Nangong Yu'er’s heart tremble. She looked at Hong Wu with a strange expression, as if she were looking at a monster.