Chapter 27 (Bug Fixes)

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As the name suggests, this spell was used in ancient times to summon souls, allowing people separated by life and death to meet through a magical ritual.

Yuki was momentarily stunned, then immediately grasped the meaning behind Yao's words and nodded, though a faint trace of doubt flickered in her eyes.

Pan Ling glanced at Lu Fei, then at her teacher Fan Shuiqing, feeling immense pressure in her heart. Even a fool could tell that something extraordinary was about to happen.

Guo Cai stood up. She only wanted to return to the gym now and ponder how to tell Wang Tian about this matter without it seeming abrupt.

The sword was drawn. As the sword technique was unleashed, a terrifying sword light converged and pierced into the rotating formation of blades. An instant explosion erupted.

Wang Po scanned himself carefully, detecting not a trace of energy fluctuation. Could it be that his cultivation had already reached the innate stage?

It was very similar to the invisible power emitted by Medusa and the ferocious beasts before—seemingly absent, yet undeniably present.

Fortunately, the three had already approached the white giant stele. Isabella issued a sharp command: “Gather by the stele!” At the same time, she pressed one hand against the white monument.

Meng Yu was no fool; knowing that his father was paving the way for him, he hurriedly knelt and bowed to Meng and the others. At this, Meng stopped him and said, “No need for formalities. Since your father has helped me so much, I will teach you a sword technique. Come find me tonight.” With that, Meng Tongbian left.

Xu Tian felt relieved about Sun Yipeng and Liu Hongwei being captured, recognizing that Ye Huan had indirectly agreed to his terms. He ignored Ye Huan’s threatening words—after all, anyone could talk these days. Besides, if Ye Huan truly dared to confront him in Tongliao, did Qing Tian have no warriors at all?

Otherwise, after Jian Hao made his move against Xu Hanfeng, how could they have remained undisturbed? Xu Hanfeng had seen through this, which made him feel sorrowful.

Jian Jie caught a hint of impatience in Jian Hao’s voice and was momentarily taken aback. Had she displeased him?

“Enough talk. I’ll send you on your way immediately. I hope you’ll take good care of that old thing down there; at least he won’t be lonely.” Zhang Xuan pointed in her direction, and a dozen men dressed in black raised their pistols, aiming at her head, poised to pull the triggers.

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A fine horse tied to another tree was startled by the harsh sounds of combat, restlessly shifting its weight.

In this world, formation arrays played an immensely broad and complex role—from the most basic aspects of daily life to the profound mysteries of the cosmos, they were everywhere, woven into every facet of existence.

“Very well! My decision is made. Immediately escort Feng Shen Qingtian to the Execution Platform for beheading!” the Heavenly Emperor declared sternly.

At that moment, the enormous creature from earlier emerged behind them, radiating an overwhelming aura. The Dragon Perching Pine instinctively shielded Lan Xin with its body.

Qi Luo extended a ghostly hand, and a spectral staff appeared in her grasp. She made a gesture and seemed to chant an incantation.

The confessor and the one confessed to returned to the ward, sitting quietly on either side of the hospital bed. Other patients and family members in the room tacitly “fell asleep.”

Anyone observing would be shocked, for the vitality in the air had become so dense it almost solidified into substance.

Huyan Shuo’s expression changed drastically, looking crestfallen with a flash of hatred in his eyes. Clearly, his authority had been severely undermined. He was about to lash out but then restrained himself.

As for the ferocious beast behind Tang Yun—a towering, gaunt creature over six feet tall—it surprisingly caused little panic.

Throughout the night, there was an eerie silence, broken only by her heartbeat and the illusion of water splashing.

In the forest, there were endless lessons and rules to learn—no need to consider what clothes to wear for what occasion or what etiquette to observe at meals.

The hawk-nosed old man hadn’t expected Yun Lu to be so fierce. Coupled with Yun Lu’s formidable charm and martial arts skills, he was thrown into disarray. One of the five miniature tornadoes collided headlong with a spot, exhausting all its power.

“Are you doing this to sow discord within the World of Charm?” I asked when Xiao Chen appeared there.

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He was even tougher than the Daoist Yan Ran, reckless and indifferent. Eventually, he rolled to the edge of a cliff, transforming into a beam of white light as he tumbled down. I had intended to pursue him but stopped at the sight. This guy was ruthless—I couldn’t catch him.

Deep in the forest, Zhang Ye held Zhang Ning’s arm as they moved through the monster beast forest. Every time they came across a dead beast, Zhang Ning knelt to pray for them, hoping they would be free from beastly existence in their next life.

Gu Xing escaped the thrill of the vertical roller coaster and the drop tower, resolutely refusing any more bizarre driving requests.

Then, he closed his eyes, tilted his face to the sky, mouth and nostrils wide open, inhaling and exhaling the profound cosmic energy. For a moment, faint invisible spiritual light streamed toward his mouth and nostrils from the surrounding world.

Shen Jiuyan’s aura of killing intent caused classmates to keep their distance; even Mo Yuhuan was frightened.

Still, he was shaken to the core and patted his chest, relieved to have narrowly escaped death.

Qian Dongyu recounted how he hunted down the Japanese demon who fed on cattle blood. The others listened with righteous indignation, cursing the Japanese invaders loudly.

Yu Ziyou, unsure what to say, suddenly remembered that Dongfang Bubai had been coughing from injuries and hesitated to reach out, recalling Dongfang’s recent words.

It was Master Gong who stood up for Shaolin, giving it the status it has today. In the subsequent calamities that befell Shaolin, it was Master Gong who guided the temple through those trials.

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