Chapter 126: A World Turned Upside Down

Si Yao frowned.

Then, she faintly heard a strange, eerie sound.

She looked toward the pitch-black, bottomless corridor behind Xing Jue. For some inexplicable reason, her heart trembled, and she took a step toward him.

Xing Jue blocked her: "I..."

"Did you hear that just now..."

"You're awake?" A voice appeared abruptly beside Mo Mo. Startled, Mo Mo instinctively prepared to attack the source of the voice, but upon seeing who it was, she immediately halted her movements.

Having finished his work, Chen Yuan could not contain his excitement during the lunch break and made his way to the grass near the sanitarium park.

"Bai Zihua?" Father Xu murmured, then fell silent, as if lost in memories of the past.

The man standing atop the giant red bat was the very same person who had appeared in the audience at the West River Sword Tournament; he was the Third Young Master of the Mu Mansion of Jiangnan.

The thin thug, who held Helen clamped under his arm, had intended to berate Wu Ming. But when the latter mentioned the previous time they had attacked Helen in the park, he suddenly felt that the man looked very familiar.

In the past, he had bullied Qin Chen incessantly. Relying on his burly physique and heavy fists, he would strike Qin Chen without any restraint. Yet, Ning Zhewu had always shielded him; even when Qin Chen was bullied, Ning Zhewu never once reprimanded him.

Madam Wang was unsure if it was true and thought Ye Feng might actually lose his temper. She could not forget the brutality Ye Feng had shown last time. Her heart skipped a beat, filled with both fear and a sense of stifled indignation. She, Li Qingluo, had always been overbearing and dominant, deciding the fates of others; never had she been swayed by anyone else.

Carriage drivers from the roadside inn at the entrance of the town came out one after another to buy food. Among them were the guards and escorts from the merchant caravan they had encountered on the road the day before. They were the first to recognize Mo Li's horse, and their expressions shifted slightly.

At this moment, Li Jingchu clearly did not realize the remarkable feat she had achieved, for the person she had knocked down with a chair was a top-tier agent of Huaxia, an expert capable of taking on twenty or so grown men at once.

He pushed a fully loaded magazine into the pistol grip, pulled the slide to chamber a round, and took aim toward the outside. Lifting his suit jacket, he tucked the weapon into his belt at the small of his back before picking up the phone from the table.

The reason the Crimson Lotus Immortal said this was that he had tried more than once to bind the Dragon Clan using a soul contract.

While in a coma, Sima Rong had been having a dream—a very long, very vivid dream. Yet, upon waking, he realized it was not a dream; it was his past life.

"It is very far, and dangerous." Gu Yunzhou seemed to hold great fear regarding the Plain of Death, adding the word "dangerous" right after saying it was far away.

"The power of the Tenseigan is indeed strong, but it is not unbeatable," Mirai said indifferently.

With this back-and-forth, the circulating capital within the Land of Fire had been reduced to a certain extent, but the primary beneficiary of this mediation was the Land of the Sea.

The other deputy generals also spoke up one after another, suggesting that the matter could be handled with discretion. Only two deputy generals insisted on severe punishment, but they were immediately refuted by the others.

He cast several incantations toward the thick fog, and as a flash of golden light passed, the mist gradually transformed into jade pavilions and towers. The structures shimmered with glazed brilliance, while rosy clouds and spiritual energy swirled above a pool of emerald water—it was, in fact, an exquisite grand hall.

A deep blue ice storm erupted, sweeping across the battlefield like a rolling mat, crashing directly into the back of Shang Kui.

Wei Jincheng’s expression was incredibly ferocious. He cruelly stuck out his tongue, and far from caring about the accusations, he laughed heartily, looking quite pleased with himself. The Taihuang Lamp in his mouth spun, its flames flaring intensely as he and Master Lufeng clashed in battle.

The two of them were there nominally to deliver hidden weapons to the Tang Sect elites; in reality, of course, they were there to visit their men.