Volume 1, Chapter 117: Li Ruochu’s Nightmare

“Zhong Tingyan, if you keep spouting nonsense, believe me, I really will crash into you and kill you.” Li Ruochu glared furiously at the man before her, her eyes filled with disgust and impatience.

Lin Xuan had already expanded his spiritual sense to its fullest. The moment he detected any demons, he would stop immediately.

The group retraced their path. After squeezing out through the crevice, they all felt as though they had seen daylight again, as if they had returned from hell. Even the ochre earth and the desert stretching beneath a sky full of yellow sand seemed strangely familiar and comforting.

Everyone exchanged a glance. “This is bad! Could it be Zhang Guang?” Li Bo knew Zhou Qi well; no matter what happened, he would never be absent at a time like this.

An invincible will surged within him. Only at that moment did he truly acknowledge himself, believing that he could compete with anyone on equal terms.

The moment the three of them arrived, they were dazzled by the glowing sphere in the sky, their attention completely drawn to it. They failed to notice the enormous beast lying beside the opening where the essence of the earth emerged, its entire body flowing with five-colored radiance. It was not until Ling Yao pointed toward it that Xiao Jinghong and Jin Teng finally saw it.

The terrain here was extraordinarily rugged. There were forests, perilous peaks, swamps—everything one could imagine. The only thing missing was a road that an ordinary person could walk.

The sons of aristocratic clans and noble families had completely lost their privilege of being recommended for official posts. They had no choice but to sit for the examinations alongside the Confucian scholars.

At that moment, Ding Hao had only just begun to experience a change in consciousness. Perhaps because his qi sea had mutated, the true essence he produced was of exceptionally high quality, while his physical body was also powerful. Thus, the flower of consciousness within the Celestial Palace continued attempting to bloom through this endless cycle of repetition.

Harley had already lost consciousness. Mu Ge took out a pill and placed it in Lin Xuan’s mouth. Immediately afterward, Lin Xuan’s speed increased once more. As the suspension bridge sloped downward, Lin Xuan had covered only about one hundred and fifty meters of the two-hundred-meter distance before half of the rope bridge had already tilted almost vertically.

The wealthy magnates of Jinling City were overjoyed. One after another, they eagerly offered huge sums of money to pursue the girls they had taken a fancy to.

Only then did I slowly turn around and look toward the stone coffin. Yet for some reason, seeing it open did not stir any excitement in me. Instead, waves of unease surged through my heart. For one fleeting moment, I even wanted to run away. My heart jolted, and I steadied my mind before taking a breath and walking toward the coffin.

“Why don’t I go to his house and have a look?” Yang Yue bit her lip, her face filled with worry. In truth, she could no longer suppress the thought. Although they had always been together in the game, it was never quite the same as being together in real life.

The sensation of being on the verge of erupting, only to be forcibly suppressed by excruciating pain, was unbearable—unbearable to the extreme. He could not help opening his mouth, and with a wet burst, a great mouthful of blood sprayed out.

On the way back, I still felt somewhat miserable. Seeing the landlady giggling made me feel terribly awkward, so I said nothing and turned my head aside, pretending to admire the scenery outside. In truth, my thoughts had been in complete disarray the entire journey.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingcheng seemed rather disbelieving. Even if Nie Tian had acted for the sake of those two great powers, there was no need for him to go personally. He could easily have sent someone to persuade them. Besides, even if the two forces pledged allegiance to the Azure Dragon Palace, it would hardly have any bearing on the palace’s survival.

Actually, I knew it at the time. If the Spirit of Departing Fire suddenly made a move, I would be trapped inside and suffocate within the walls.

As he spoke, he signaled for Kola to swiftly arrange a table and several chairs within a freshly repaired flower-adorned backdrop in the sky garden, inviting him to sit down and talk.

As soon as he said this, the old man immediately pointed his knife at the crowd. At that very moment, the people were finally stirred into a frenzy. Once their emotions had been inflamed, they had no time to think about anything else and quickly rushed forward, weapons of every kind in hand.