Volume 1, Chapter 28: The Fourth Raikage

At this critical moment, Fengtian finally reacted.

His eyes instantly shifted into the Mangekyō Sharingan. Without a moment's hesitation, he unleashed "Causality Reversal," forcibly altering Shisui's position.

"Bang!!!"

What Chongzhen did not expect was that the person offering him praise was Gong Dingzi—a man despised by the Ming and held in contempt by the Qing. But shouldn't this Gong Dingzi be in Beijing? Why had he come all the way to Nanjing? Consequently, Chongzhen dispatched the Embroidered Uniform Guard to investigate.

The strength of this beast was truly immense; Jiang Chu estimated that it might be an existence at the God King realm.

Bai Luoxue must have mentioned something to her parents, for their gaze toward Luo Qianling now held a hint of tenderness. They asked no questions, simply telling her to treat the Bai residence as her own home and not to be overly formal.

As the skill activated, a beam of black light rippled out from under Xue Yan’s feet, completely engulfing the entire staff formation.

"I have no other faction, for I am a faction unto myself." Su Xing didn't really need to explain, but he found this Liuli Yue before him rather interesting. Moreover, she had served as his teammate for a time during their previous operation, so he spoke his thoughts casually.

If the Arcane Pulse is not fired before the duration expires, half of the mana cost will be refunded.

At Old Wang’s signal, I did not rashly step forward, but instead observed from a distance alongside him.

Chen Dong felt as though he had plunged into an ice cellar. The moment he hit the water, he scrambled desperately to swim upward. However, when he broke the surface, he was seized by an urge to curse aloud.

The massive mound of earth crashed against the sturdy walls of Nazarick and shattered, scattering like the spray of a tsunami.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turned deathly pale, yet the expression he wore was one of relief.

Uh… provided that the inner ring still existed… With a giant hole poked through it by the rising Sword Tomb, he wondered if this island would end up like a deflated ball, filling with seawater and sinking to the ocean floor.

However, her instinct told her not to mention that He Zixuan was willing to meet her but refused to see Zhou Linuo and Liang Feng.

Hearing the Nineteenth Princess’s words, Ye Ziyi felt as if a thin needle had pricked her heart. A bitter taste filled her mouth uncontrollably. Looking at the Nineteenth Princess beside her—who was beaming with genuine, joyful eyes—she nodded reluctantly, forced the corners of her lips upward, and lowered her gaze.

"Heh..." Qin Yan sneered. The chains of his greatsword scattered, extending like infinite threads to weave this place into an inescapable net.

"Who on earth are you, daring to trespass into our Black Cloud Sect!" Suddenly, a series of shadows flickered over. Chu Kunfeng, the Master of the Black Cloud Sect, arrived before Qin Shan, accompanied by his elders.

By the time they scrambled to their feet, they were filled with indignation, their knuckles cracking as they prepared to close in for a fight.

Jiayin’s heart pounded. She remembered clearly that Yuan Xi had told her that the nobility of an Imperial Concubine forbade her from playing the zither in public. That was why, despite the chimes being directed by the Virtuous Consort the other day, she had not performed herself.

He felt that something was amiss. According to ordinary logic, the Star Luo Academy was the only team with six participants, so why were they not together?

"I am Master Qingning. You may call me Ancestor Qingning; 'Gousheng' was merely a secular name I used in the mortal realm!" Master Qingning coughed. He glanced at Mo Yueyou, and seeing the mockery in her eyes, his mouth twitched once more.

It was not impossible; after all, to the Blood Venerable, Ouyang Xue was merely a mortal with no utility. It was entirely possible that he would kill her as easily as swatting a fly.