Volume One, Chapter 42: When the Remnant Fades, Heaven’s Secret Remains!

Although those memories were mostly filled with sixty years of solitude and resentment, grey and deeply depressing, a very long segment of them pertained to Qin Yunqi's process of comprehending the ancient characters inscribed on the rock walls within that secluded cave!

And the most crucial point was that Senior Brother Yunqi had already achieved complete comprehension within those memories, leading him to murmur to himself:

"The so-called lesser calamity and greater calamity are, after all, not the will of the heavens!"

When everyone had finally arrived, they still held onto their respective opinions. The Celestial Master Sect was the firmest advocate of dividing their forces into two separate paths. Ultimately, negotiations broke down, and they chose to interfere with each other no more, setting out simultaneously along both routes.

Louis gave a calm and detached smile, choosing not to expose the fact that while Bishop Este was engaged in his provocative behavior, Grand Archbishop Actis had actually been hiding inside the cathedral, witnessing everything that transpired.

"That goes without saying." The fire sprite had no idea what kind of wicked scheme Chu Wufeng was plotting; regardless, whenever anyone praised it, it naturally grew so happy that it felt ready to spout flames.

Upon hearing the task requirements for the second-tier trial, Lin Hao's expression changed abruptly. The Ghost Master Mosu—of all people, Lin Hao was the most keenly aware of its terrifying might. If he were to eliminate them one by one, even if there were a hundred, Lin Hao would be confident of victory. However, killing ten of them within five minutes while simultaneously facing the attacks of more than ten additional Mosu was a different story entirely.

With his right arm hanging down and his chain sword dragging along the ground, Crimson Firmament took massive strides, marching forward to meet the ridge-backed tortoise head-on.

To be honest, seeing Chris enveloped entirely in a blood-red cocoon and slowly being transformed into a vampire, Louis did indeed feel a weight lift from his chest.

Amidst countless shrieks, those dozens of people were crushed beneath the gigantic feet of the virus entity, their flesh and blood merging to become just another part of this ruined wasteland.

"We cannot press forward any further. Let us first find some provisions, rest for the night, and then enter the mountains." Su Feng found a safe location and lit a campfire.

From within the crystal mirror came Sate's hoarse voice, which also carried a distinct undertone of weariness and impatience.

The South China Branch was situated on the southern bank of Hong Kong, spanning an area of one hundred thousand mu. Among the three islands of Hong Kong, the South China Branch virtually encompassed the entirety of Hong Kong Island proper.

I genuinely never expected that when I asked for a magical artifact like the Pestle to Subdue Demons, Ghost King Mingxing would generously nod in agreement. Along with the pestle came the mental cultivation techniques of the Demon-Subduing clan. I received them on the third day, though what transpired in between remained unknown to me.

As it was currently summer, the nighttime temperature was not particularly low. Coupled with the fact that both of them possessed profound internal energy, neither felt the slightest bit cold.

In an instant, everyone in the hall held their breath. Li Heng also realized the gravity of the situation, his gaze sweeping over Li Jinglong and the others.

Yun Qingqing and Ouyang Qi did not overthink things the way Meng Yuchen did. They simply felt a deep sense of envy toward Shui Yu. Although he had endured countless malicious rumors over the years, he could now be considered to have tasted the sweetness after traversing the bitterness.

Chu Ning pondered, recalling the overt displays of universal compassion and pessimistic sentiment she had exhibited over this recent period—it had indeed been far too conspicuous. Furthermore, the emotional entanglements between her and the Lin brothers had dragged on for years without resolution.

Hongjun, holding hands with the luminous, spectral form of Luxu, floated suspended in mid-air. Hongjun's pupils suddenly constricted as his arms trembled continuously.

Yet, after all, I was mistaken. His intense care and affection for me remained unchanged as ever, as though it were something innate. Seeing me in such a desolate and dejected state, he immediately reached out and pulled my trembling shoulders into his embrace, while the blossoms of the wisteria glowed with such brilliant splendor.

Watching her quietly, a sudden wave of warmth surged from below his abdomen, and his mouth grew somewhat dry. Leaning closer, he pressed a gentle kiss upon her forehead, his hurried breath lightly brushing against her pale pink cheeks.

In Xiaoling's eyes, everything Jiayu was currently enduring was no more than what she deserved. Her greatest transgression was nothing less than intruding into Kaiyang's life and wrapping him completely around her finger.

This was precisely the thought that had flashed through Luo Qingxue's mind just moments earlier: to have Ye Zifeng join her for a meal simply to infuriate that man surnamed Wang.

Hearing the footsteps echoing in the corridor, the Norman crewman realized he had been hoodwinked by his adversary and hurriedly emerged to offer resistance, but the initiative had already been lost. Lacking any brute-force weaponry like grenades to salvage the situation, he ended up like a mole in a game of whack-a-mole, hammered down one by one by the charging Federation soldiers and officers.

On the roof of a teaching building, a portal materialized. Figures stepped out one after another in complete silence, their forms turning translucent the very next instant as they slipped inside the building.

As time progressed, people began to acknowledge that this world was truly on the verge of undergoing a profound upheaval.

A blinding flash of thunder struck, a lightning bolt as thick as a supporting pillar crashing violently down upon the villa, illuminating the night sky as though tearing a gash directly through space itself.

For instance, in the eyes of the Dragon King, this corrupt official was ostensibly steeped in heavy sin, yet he was protected by vast stores of great merit.

Yet the current situation left him no choice; he was gambling that everyone harboring ambitions for the throne would grow restless and restless enough to eliminate all obstacles in their path.

Han Chaoyang pulled out a chair and sat down expressionlessly opposite Wang Can. As soon as Miao Haizhu stepped through the door, she activated her law enforcement recorder, then took out her phone and snapped a few photographs of Wang Can.

This set of world-building clearly and fully exposed the core premise of this work: "knowledge is power."

"So... can you wait until that day? The day I lift the trophy aloft?" Xiao Jing stared intently at Xiao Hanmo, his expression solemn and deliberate as he spoke each word.

Moreover, as the two forces began to intersect, it was impossible to tell which was obscuring the other, and then, a scene that stunned everyone unfolded before their eyes.

"Ao, ready yourself. I have already cast the Heavenly Defense Prohibition; it should be able to withstand the artifact calamity. However, you must steel yourself—the divine artifact you have forged is extraordinary, and its tribulation will not be simple." Starry's solemn voice echoed from outside the room.