Chapter 51: Alternative Timeline

Stepping into the eerie, bone-adorned royal tent of the Left Wise King, a solitary, bewildered silhouette stood in the center, gazing coldly at the throne within. The figure was brimming with sorrow and agony.

Beneath the domain of the massive dog standing in the Dao Ancestor realm, all battle spirits were rendered utterly useless, swept away in an unstoppable path of destruction! In no time, the fragments of fate gathered in Yang's right hand exceeded a thousand, and he even shared half of them with Zhang Weiwei.

His eyes widened in sheer terror. Only then did he feel the approach of the Grim Death, roaring with fierce reluctance in his heart as his hands frantically clawed toward that point of piercing cold light.

As sunlight pierced through the massive tree canopy, casting mottled light spots onto Lin Chen's face, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Unfilial son! Ignorant brute! Incompetent subordinate..." Pang De watched from above as Dong Heng retreated with the cavalry to find Ma Teng, cursing in furious rage.

Although Ming Tan was also of the Qilin clan, she had fallen into a deep slumber very early on and failed to learn many of the clan's teachings, so naturally, she raised no objections to Ming Long's words.

Hearing this, Yuan Shao's eyes lit up, and he immediately dispatched his upright and trusted confidant, Shen Pei, back to Jizhou to thoroughly investigate Xu You and the grain transport supervisors.

Without waiting for Gu Qing's reply, his figure flickered and vanished deep within the Pill Domain, transforming into a flash of lightning.

"Understood." Over a dozen figures in golden attire nodded in unison. Just as they were about to disperse in all directions, they noticed a sudden, intense radiance erupting from the body of Ye Weiran in the distance.

"It's fine! What if he gets caught? That lingering shadow relies on bizarre agility, yet fights bare-handed. Let him slide all he wants; Shi Jingtian will be completely fine taking a couple of hits, but if that shadow takes even one blow, he'll either be dead or severely crippled!" Li Siguang said with absolute confidence.

"I say you can do it! You certainly can! But you must endure some suffering! Jack! Three drops of demonic blood from the Scarlet Mist Blood will be quite enough! The experimental magic I adore is about to begin once more! Phantom Sword Sage, what you need is a profound metamorphosis and evolution..." The ghost king chuckled eerily.

By now, Lingfu City had been fortified into an impenetrable stronghold, with the Western Xia forces simply resting and waiting for the arrival of the Song army.

"I feel like I'm being led into a trap again! Lured! Coerced! Kicked while I'm down! Truly, this is a bottomless pit dug by the ruthless Black Star Group! Though I, Jack, am a bit foolish, I will never betray the Ghost Sect! I will never betray my original dream! Because..." Jack chuckled foolishly.

Back then, because An Yutong couldn't find a job while taking care of the child, coupled with Mu Yichen's relentless harassment everywhere she turned.

Jiang Yi's face was chillingly cold. Far from letting the man go, his fingers tightened with a sharp *crack!* The head of the Xuanzhong Sect disciple tilted unnaturally as his neck was crushed to pieces, killing him instantly on the spot right where he stood.

"Alright, let's go. It's almost time." An Yutong nodded. As she prepared to head out, guests were beginning to arrive in a steady stream, and they needed to go out and welcome them.

True to its reputation, the Thousand Horses Hall was indeed legendary. It seemed capable of even acquiring Dragon Blood Horses, likely operating as an enterprise backed by some prince from the Central Dynasty, possessing formidable connections and immense power.

People on the ship noticed her jump into the water. She struggled to sink downward, unable to hear a thing, simply swimming—swimming with all her might... The clamor on the shore faded into the distance. Who knows how much time passed, until Yi Nan grew utterly exhausted and lost consciousness.

"Wonderful, the strength is growing... Absorb a little more!" Gripped fiercely by the throat, Huang Ruofeng drooled from the corners of his mouth, his expression fanatical as he accelerated the infusion of blood.

As the saying goes, those traveling different paths cannot make plans together. Offending Liang Shichen and Wang Fu and turning against them was only a matter of time. Therefore, establishing this estate and training his own force was something Le Tian had been plotting ever since his journey back from Western Xia to Bian Capital.

Wei Shang continued employing the golden shield. The fourth round of lightning still struck with enough force to cause the golden shield to shatter. Yet this time, the ping-pong ball actually struck Wei Shang's racket without knocking it out of his hand, coming to a dead stop before dropping downward.

Fortunately, his head was still intact, though he hadn't shaved in a while and his hair had grown rather long. A Japanese bullet had grazed right through his hair, leaving a distinct furrow accompanied by a distinct smell of scorched strands.

The reason he wanted to take a deep breath was because within those ten minutes, he had touched at least a dozen corpses, some of which were even piled on top of one another. Judging from the texture of the military uniforms and the items found on the bodies, however, these corpses were all Japanese soldiers.

The ball bearing the fiery grimace vanished right at the moment it was about to strike Ke Huan's racket. Ke Huan was dumbfounded, having no idea what had just happened.

Cruising through the skies at this moment aboard the Heavenly Dragon flying cars were the very first batch of individuals who had passed the pilot licensing examination. Because the examination system for the Heavenly Dragon flying cars had only just been implemented, the number of people in this first batch was relatively small, numbering only around one million.

Hearing the title "duke" quite abruptly, the somewhat rigid expression on Meng Yao's face instantly became vivid. If one observed closely enough, they would notice that even her breathing had grown significantly hurried.

These so-called state-of-the-art submarines from the United States did not disappoint Lin Tian. At the very least, their agility and firepower were leagues beyond what those Japanese warships and submarines could ever hope to achieve.

Suddenly hearing the sound of metallic clinking, Li Jiangang bent down to search the ground and picked up a gleaming silver badge.