Volume One, Chapter 33: Miscarriage

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Outside the door, Ji Shu’s body stiffened, a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

She concentrated all her strength in her fingers, gripping the wall tightly, as if trying to vent all her emotions through it.

There was no comparison.

The Seven Stars Conjunction, the legendary skill that Dongfang Cheng had become famous for, was completed in an instant. The sword thrust that followed was like a thousand waves crashing, a mighty river surging forward. At such close range, executed in the blink of an eye, and with Du Feng facing away, there was no way to dodge it.

Su Nian’an was speechless. Even though she knew Yin Biwei’s personality well, she could never get used to Yin Biwei constantly mentioning “going to bed.” It was never a good phrase.

“Senior Brother, Taohua Town is here,” Zhang Hu suddenly shouted from outside their carriage, startling the two who had been acting like thieves.

Du Feng struggled to breathe, already barely alive. He heard Tie Feng faintly say, “The antidote is not with her, it’s with me...” Then his head tilted to the side, and he lost consciousness.

After realizing she was trapped both inside and out, Yin Lengshuang was about to leave in a huff when a powerful force gripped her arm, rendering her immobile. Or perhaps she never intended to leave. She struggled symbolically for a moment, then quietly stood with her back to Wu Yonglin.

The arrival of such a figure in the arena immediately drew everyone’s attention, including the keen-eyed Demon Commander Zhao Deyan nearby.

Zhang Liang glanced at the refined gentleman’s face and recognized him as the tall figure from his memories.

This move was indeed strong, but it consumed a great deal of internal wind energy. Qiu Xuan never intended to use it frequently. Few could match Qiu Xuan, so such an attack was merely a waste of power. Qiu Xuan had also secretly learned one of Deyun’s skills: spatial restraint.

Zhang Nianzu felt they could no longer stay on Changsheng Street. They had become a military target, liable to enemy missile bombardments at any moment. He signaled Li Changgui and the others to pack up.

Although Zhu Yuyan did not seek out Zhang Liang’s misfortune, she issued a new Holy Sect wanted order, commanding all six paths of the Demon Sect not to spare anyone connected to him.

Fifty people formed a squad; two squads made a company of one hundred, led by a company commander; five companies formed a battalion of five hundred, led by a battalion commander; five battalions made a camp of two thousand five hundred, led by a camp commander; five camps made a regiment of twelve thousand five hundred, led by a colonel; two to five regiments made a garrison of twenty-five thousand to sixty-two thousand five hundred, led by a lieutenant general; and above them was the general.

“What exactly do you want? To meet me, a captive, alone—surely it’s not just to mock me out of boredom?” Mo La Dulan calmed himself and studied Li Zheng carefully.

Xin Liao’er rode the particularly tall Cappadocia warhorse, whose limbs were longer than other warhorses, charging toward Li Zheng’s position. Zhang Gong drew his bow and aimed at Li Zheng, but Li Zheng was well protected by loyal and brave Han warriors.

“That’s enough... I just want to bask in the sun, feel the breeze, breathe fresh air, and enjoy the beauty of nature,” Bai Lingjing said with a face full of bliss, occasionally slipping into an exaggerated performance, delivering awkward lines with an eerie flair.

The three elemental fires of the Three Lands burned incessantly, like refining a great elixir. Han Yi’s 129,600 pure yang thoughts formed the core, supplemented by the crystalline lightning sparks born of the essence of heaven and earth, continuously expounding the principles of sovereign and minister cooperation.

“No matter what, we are ultimately one whole. In future operations, we will discuss everything together,” Liu Jie said.

Seeing this, Wang Bo cursed silently. Especially as he watched Han Yi’s advancing figure, his heart grew timid, and his attacks weakened involuntarily.