Volume One, Chapter 84: Great-Grandmother Comes to See Me Every Day

At this moment, in Su Tong's eyes, Murong Chen was nothing short of a rare treasure. Even her tone of voice softened considerably. “Officer Murong, if you ever need anything in the future, please don’t hesitate to call on me.”

“Thank you, Master Su. I hope we’ll have the chance to work together again,” Murong Chen replied earnestly.

After what had just happened, he could clearly see that Su Tong’s mystical arts were truly extraordinary—far surpassing those so-called masters he’d relied on before.

Departure was imminent, and Xue Yun’s heart lodged itself in his throat. This battle allowed only victory, never defeat. He wasn’t worried about himself passing this test, but as for Lu Yuanzheng, it was hard to say. Since it was the Illusory Realm, he didn’t hold out much hope.

Wearing battered and incomplete armor, with disheveled black hair, a gleam of gold flickering in his eyes, the sharply defined lines of his face were set in determination. The powerful aura surrounding him stirred the very air.

Empress Dowager Jiang’s words were, in fact, a public rebuke of Zhao Yun before all the imperial ministers of Tianchao, but deep inside, she was brimming with worry.

Though the generals were troubled by Mu Kun’s unusual behavior today and concerned about Jiu Huang’s injuries, they all eventually dispersed to handle the aftermath of the battle.

He swiftly removed his night cloak and stripped bits of armor from the unconscious soldiers he’d incapacitated, donning them piece by piece.

But what exactly counted as contraband? The Gate of Creation had a clear definition: anything that consumed vast amounts of vital energy during use and could not be replenished was considered forbidden.

Yet, what could they do about it? All they could do was worry. Worrying would achieve nothing. After all, they didn’t want anything to happen to him, and he certainly didn’t wish for trouble himself. But were such matters truly under his control? Could he really influence the tangled web of these powers?

With a dark expression, Yin stepped forward and delivered a vicious kick to the man’s groin. Immediately, blood flowed in a crimson stream, and the short, stout man let out a pained howl before fainting dead away. By the time he woke, he might never stand tall again for the rest of his life.

“You have a way to contact everyone, don’t you? You’ve already given us the big picture—let me work out the details,” Chen Junyi interjected suddenly.

“Ancestor Immortal, we fear neither hardship nor bloodshed. Even if the Wolf Clan is wiped out, we will defend your honor!” declared the Silver Wolf King.

Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away, a sage was orchestrating some secret plan. Suddenly, he froze, lost in thought. Those recording his strategy dared not breathe, for it was rare for this master to be so deep in contemplation. What could possibly cause such an extended silence?

Thunder exploded inside the tiger’s body. Unable to withstand it, the beast roared and coughed up blood before vanishing from sight.

A platoon leader had wounded one of the enemy; now, two more had him pinned down. As he tried to fend them off, one enemy soldier turned and stabbed him from behind, the blade piercing his lower back. The platoon leader collapsed.

“So, will you be returning to serve the king, or…” Though Duan Ping left the words hanging, Duan Ye understood perfectly.

Xiao Fan threw back his head and let out a long, resounding howl. The force of his true energy sent shockwaves through the heavens and earth, echoing for sixty or seventy miles.

“Damn it, this is outrageous!” The man couldn’t dodge in time—he roared in fury and swung a fist to meet Ye Yanqing’s attack.

What a cunning trap. Whoever set it must have studied the Star Realm Snow Leopard’s physical limits to devise something so insidious and inescapable.

Memory is such a trickster. When you need to recall something, that memory plays hide and seek, evading you no matter how hard you search.

“Amitabha. This benefactor is unfamiliar to me—could he be a hidden master?” In Tathagata’s eyes, a cold light flickered. Though his face was plump and kindly, an icy aura radiated from him.

Hurriedly, he approached, only to see Reina holding a disc strikingly similar to her previous spirit mirror. Yu Hao realized at once—this was Reina’s brother, Lei Suo’s spirit mirror. But… how did it end up here?