Volume One, Chapter 28: A Single Sword Shatters Foundation Establishment!

Clang.

Just as Fan Tan-chun was about to sit down, Zhang Yifeng kicked the chair away. Fan Tan-chun fell hard to the floor, caught completely off guard.

"Is this how your elders taught you to behave?"

The legs of the chair had already been pulverized into dust. Yet, Fan Tan-chun remained unflustered. He brushed off the dust and let out a scoff. Bowing toward Zhang Yifeng, he said, "The old master does not visit the mountain often, so you may be unaware. According to the mountain rules here, it is the junior brother who must pay respects to the senior brother. This guard post belongs to the sect; it is certainly not the junior brother’s home."

"If it’s dangerous, then don’t take the job. There will be plenty of money to be made later," Yu Lili said, clutching Song Tianji’s arm tightly, her voice laced with anxiety.

"This is the ninth day. It’s already the ninth day, and you’re still dawdling along at this pace! Whether it’s a success or a failure, at least give me a sign!" Wu Tian sat beside the Gathering Sun Cauldron, speechless.

If Han Xiao could not even pass Li Jianyi’s trial, he would lose the qualification to marry Liang Yu, making it even more impossible to thwart the alliance between the Huangfu family and the Lingxian Sect.

"A sick cat dares to act arrogant in front of your grandfather? You’re courting death!" It was the Mighty General who had seized the Meow King’s giant claw. Looking down at the Meow King with disdain, he exerted force through his powerful, thick arm, lifting the creature up and hurling it away.

***

When he drew his sword, struck, and executed his techniques, it was not only a seamless flow of motion, but his swordplay had reached a state of pure perfection.

As for the consequences of being defeated by the guards, they still had no idea what fate awaited them.

Song Tianji played a few games he had downloaded at random. The fluid graphics and comfortable controls made him realize that the computer he had at home belonged in the trash.

The warlords had naturally lost all will to fight. They had returned to the state they were in when the alliance first began—spending their days drinking and making merry. They showed no interest in military affairs, and were it not for the two Yuans suppressing them, some would likely have already proposed retreating.

Clang! Sparks flew! The blade pierced straight through the alloy, cutting in a full centimeter! Golden blood flowed out. Leona was wounded! Although she had been modified into an alloy soldier, she still retained certain human characteristics; her blood and energy had fused into a golden fluid.

Five kilometers outside the main hall, Jing Kai was leading three battalions, locked in a fierce struggle with Tong Feng. Having gradually gained the upper hand, they were caught off guard when Zhou Jing returned with reinforcements, instantly turning the tide in favor of the Royal Team.

Perhaps war is like coffee—it cannot keep the body stimulated indefinitely, nor can it be drunk and expected to provide a boost only at a precise, pre-determined time. It only works for a short duration afterward, so we must keep drinking, sipping whenever the need arises.

With a dull thud, Feng Ni’s figure appeared silently behind the strange man, his halberd crashing down heavily upon the dense death energy shielding the creature.

"All wounded, listen up! Don't just sit there. Those who have recovered some spiritual power, start using your talismans!" Wu Feixuan shouted, his golden spear moving with even greater intensity. The arrival of Wu Feng had given them great hope.

Jin Yanling looked timidly at Ling Qi. After learning the truth from Guan Ying upon graduation, she had gradually forgiven Ling Qi for his actions, but pride and lingering resentment had kept her from reaching out. Upon hearing of the trouble at the Ling residence, she could no longer sit idly by; she felt that Ling Qi must surely need a friend's help.

Thus, during the "Storm Gate" incident, "Black Hole" was one of the few who believed Feng Yu’s testimony. However, at the time, he was merely a spiritual figurehead upheld by the military, possessing no real power and lacking the courage or motivation to fight against NO. His choice, therefore, was to remain silent and watch how the situation unfolded.

But when the *Storm* entered the orbit of the TA1 shipping center along with the merchant fleet, the sight before him caused Feng Yu’s heart to sink.

The two held a simple wedding; after paying respects to heaven and earth, they went straight to the bridal chamber.

***

"That is only natural." Seeing him agree, Liu Yingji felt a wave of relief, his joy becoming difficult to conceal.

At this moment, the high-ranking officers of the field army were watching the battle between "Storm" and "Grim Reaper" with bated breath. When they saw Unit 5 suddenly lose control and crash into the ground, they burst into wild cheers.

Meanwhile, the Celestial Authority Ancestor, though annoyed by Lin Tian’s disregard for his ultimate technique, did not take Lin Tian’s attitude to heart.

The sound of the sea lapping against the shore was like a gentle melody, performing a lingering love song for those on the beach.

Ariel immediately shook her head, looking pitifully at Gong Feiyu. *Ugh, damn it, she's playing the victim.* Gong Feiyu was speechless. *Fine, I'll take her.* "Gong, I'll leave Ariel to you. Let's go." With that, Gong Feiyu vanished from the spot.

"Sister Lingying, we were just joking with you! How could we ever treat you like that? You’ve saved us so many times—if we abandoned you, wouldn't we be worse than animals? It really was just a joke." Under the threat of death, the man with the glasses begged Zhao Lingying with a face full of sincerity.

Thor felt mentally alert, but found it difficult to move, casting a look of confusion at Chen Yu.

The two Five Elders on either side of his body each unleashed their ultimate strike. Even Setsuna felt a heavy pressure, and under the shocked and bewildered gazes of the two elders, a wild, somewhat crazed laugh escaped Setsuna’s lips.

"Bang!" At that moment, Ji Churong’s fireball struck the Crawler’s head, but the high-powered blast only made its head sway slightly.

Second, the "Situational Realm." This is a deeper expression of the "Physical Realm," reflecting more of its evocative, artistic nature. It is a combination where the painter infuses their personality and emotions into the object. Such paintings may not be as realistic as the Physical Realm, but they contain more of the painter’s feelings and moods. It is a realm created through intent.

As his eyes grew heavy and he was about to lose consciousness, he continued to murmur, trying to dissuade them. "Got it," he whispered, seeing Zeref finally fall into a complete coma on the ground before him.