Chapter 45: Escape from the Laboratory 2

At the imperial concubine's command, the heads of the various clans turned and dashed away, followed closely by two figures in silver robes.

Together with the United States, a total of eleven nations participated in this conspiracy conference directed against the Chinese Empire. As the host nation, the meeting was chaired by United States President William Howard Taft.

Relying on her slender arms, Piao Rou tried reaching inside several times before finally confirming that this was an impossible mission.

The "One-Blade Shura: Pseudo" used previously merely enhanced the blade's offensive power, hence the suffix "Pseudo."

Wang Meng once again sensed that his destiny seed had acquired something. Calming his mind to contemplate, he saw several patterns emerge upon the seed of destiny, and its vibrant vitality increased. It seemed that with such continuous accumulation, the destiny seed would surely experience a breakthrough one day.

"What is going on here? Am I dreaming? Can any of you tell me what on earth is happening?" Lyudmila cried out in astonishment.

Xiao Ling, however, remained unhurried, squinting as he watched Linghu Ye's struggle and the constant switching between him and Wei Feifei. When Wei Feifei's expression of gratitude mixed with anxiety yet helplessness appeared, a contract flashed onto her body with a "swoosh," identical to the one that had caused Qiao Meng to vanish just moments before.

Later, after expelling the Dutch, Koxinga renamed Fort Zeelandia to Anping Town, making it the royal city of the Zheng family.

Piling up Devil Fruits was meant to let transcendents experience the sensation of two rules mutually constraining and rubbing against each other, rather than the process of a domain being born out of nothing. The difference between the two was immense.

Yet one thing remained puzzling: families known to possess primordial bloodlines did not intermarry within the clan. How on earth did they maintain the purity of their bloodlines?

According to Western medical practices, eradicating this kind of spinal vascular malformation required surgery. One method was the complete excision of the malformed vessels, while the other was endovascular embolization to unblock the improperly circulating abnormal blood vessels.

Observing the shifting expressions of the crowd, Xue Yun felt a slight sense of relief. At this very moment, however, a deeper bitterness welled up within him—not merely because he could not grant the request of Chen Jin and the other, but because of the change in their attitudes toward him.

Dozens of shields were erected again at the front, and more than fifty archers, relying on the cover of these shields, would lean out from time to time to launch sudden, rapid volleys at the Goguryeo troops within the stockade. The arrows from both sides darted back and forth across the air in a lively display, yet the Sui soldiers building the bridge were safely protected.

To shatter the protective barrier, Ye Feng either had to release the experts within his chaotic space to strike together, or use heaven-defying power to instantly multiply his combat strength tenfold.

At this distance, the Giant Turtle Rock Platform's built-in scanning equipment could easily detect the target.

Xue Rengao on the opposite side was growing somewhat impatient. Straddling a blue-spotted lion-horse and fully armored, he huffed and puffed heavily, his hooves restlessly pawing at the ground.

Goblet King Dunn, not yet entirely consumed by rage, nearly bit his own boar tusks to pieces as he glared viciously at the heavily guarded Gnoll Grand Chieftain opposite him.

"So that's how it is!" Zhong Shi's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he was secretly startled. Glancing at Cen Yinquan and Ren Yigang, he noticed both of them maintaining a detached, indifferent attitude. He instantly understood a thing or two.

All Xue Yun needed to do was enter this spatial realm and retrieve the token. As for the physical forms of those two cultivators, they had probably perished over the tens of thousands of years; after all, though the physical bodies of Divine Transformation cultivators could persist for a time after death, without reaching the Origin-Drawing stage, they could never withstand the erosion of such a vast span of time.

In his eyes, this convenient prince before him was nothing more than an embroidered pillow, despite his handsome appearance.

"Has something happened?" Lady You grew nervous. She had always lived in fear of You Guitai; though they were husband and wife, the two of them had never stood on equal footing.

Blood spilled from the corners of Pan Hao's mouth. Looking at Gu Mingzhi, he said, "My skills are inferior, I admit defeat!" Gu Mingzhi nodded slightly, reined in his power, and then left the secret realm.

He slightly adjusted his tie, walked over to sit down, and a wave of inexplicable irritability rose within his chest.

She was utterly famished; at that moment, her eyes were fixated entirely on the pigeon soup. Hastily thanking the Fourteenth Prince, she withdrew. Seeing that only Wang Duan, the personal eunuch of the Fourteenth Prince, was waiting outside and no one else was around, she saw no need to conceal her demeanor. With a bright smile, she curtsied to Eunuch Wang and scurried away to her own room.

His face turned pale with terror. Had he just reprimanded that Jiang Ning? Did he still have any hope for the future?

Because the strength of her soul was only at the late fourth rank, her lifespan was nearly exhausted before she had finally cultivated to her current realm.

The village chief let out a long sigh that stirred pity in many hearts, save for Ye Jin, whose gaze from beginning to end remained bone-chillingly cold.

Ever since she had made her mark within her clan and become the foremost among her peers, she had never encountered a young man who could match her, let alone one worthy of a direct glance.

"Child's father, stop scolding. Her conscience is dead, we shouldn't count on her anymore," Li Ru said.

A look of great joy appeared on Ye Cangtian's face. Unlike profound energy, his soul power was not subject to any restrictions and could be freely released at will.

The anxious Emperor Wei sent yet another eunuch to relay a message. The eunuch returned to report that the Princess Consort was feeling unwell and resting, while Steward Yue was waiting there.