Volume One, Chapter 24: The Prince Cannot Bear to Let You Die

The second wave of attacks was even more terrifying. Talisman papers flew in from every direction, forming a massive formation. Chen Ye, Hua Xue, and I remained unfazed by the onslaught.

During this period of trials, Chang Feng had frequently used the Seven-Star Treasure Blade, yet he found nothing extraordinary about it; it felt no different from a common kitchen knife.

The situation on the eighth floor followed the same logic. With two suns in the sky, how could there be any lack of blazing solar energy?

Two days later, the great army arrived at Fuzhou. However, the situation here mirrored that of Jianchang; despite attacking for several days, they were unable to breach the defenses and were ultimately forced to give up.

"The person who lured me out to meet last night was this Gu Tongshen. The blue ghost fire I saw was exactly that color." I nodded. This type of dark blue centipede dwells in overgrown graveyards, feeding specifically on the yin energy of the dead and using corpse aura to replenish its strength—a truly bizarre creature.

Bai Xian'er also received the news. By the time she stepped out into the outer sect today, the rumor was already spreading like wildfire; even if she had wanted to remain ignorant, it would have been impossible.

Meanwhile, the bald man swung his giant axe desperately, straining to parry every seemingly effortless strike from the man in red. He remained completely unaware that his own brother had already begun to scheme against him.

"Big Brother! We want to go out and brave the world with you!" Vidavis, standing to the side, was also moved, speaking with a surge of passion.

Seeing the young master’s unyielding attitude, they dared not say more; they exchanged glances and bowed as they withdrew.

I understood his feelings. The recipe for the Heart-Severing Gu had been given to him by his father on his deathbed, though the name of the insect was obscured by bloodstains. He had waited bitterly for six years, desperate to make a breakthrough tonight.

"My name is Zhang Zijing!" Zhang Zijing paused, assuming the old man had a poor memory, and repeated herself.

"Pursue!" After a brief moment of shock, Song Zhi and the others gave chase. Regardless of whether the Wings of Garuda were a mid-grade treasure, they had to capture Ye Feng.

A moment later, two divine souls—one gold and one black—arrived once again in the Void Spirit Realm. As soon as Le Tian entered, he inscribed a mark; henceforth, he would be able to enter the realm simply by sensing this seal.

Yuan Qingfeng looked at Liu Zhenyuan. Since this man could recognize a thousand-year blood ganoderma, he must surely understand its value.

"After him!" Qin Hong sneered, stomping the ground and leaping into the air; the very earth trembled at the force.

"Do you have any unwanted hidden weapons or failed alchemy scraps you could give me?" Le Tian wore a crafty, greedy expression.

"What is he trying to do?" Huo Ling'er asked, filled with worry, as Le Tian charged straight toward the heavenly thunder and the massive spatial barrier in the starry sky.

"No, no, no!" Xiao Qingchen lay on the bed, muttering to himself. Liushang Mowu grabbed his flailing hands, offering him comfort.

In the end, Liu Feng could no longer hold back. He turned to look at Jiang Feier, her face tear-streaked and her eyes red-rimmed, and pulled her into his arms, breathing in the fragrance of her hair.

The lead teacher asked with some nervousness. To be honest, such an occurrence seemed unprecedented in all these years.

"Soul-snatching" was a common tactic used by the Soul-Reaping Envoys. They had two motives: the first was money—whether the goal was to save a life or take one, it all boiled down to profit. The second motive, however, was far more terrifying—something even a mainstream summoner like Dorr had only heard rumors of.

Alta was not stupid; he naturally understood his master’s intent. A man of few words, he simply uttered a single "Understood" and turned to leave.

If this question could be resolved, Zhang Liuliu felt he was not far from the day he would open the wallets of the working people in the East District.

"This…?" The bewildered Meng Tian was stunned at first, then rubbed his forehead. It was only after struggling to accept reality that he voiced his question.

Zhang Liuliu had originally come to visit his old subordinates, and he felt a deep nostalgia for this place. Nostalgia is a complicated thing; like a habit, it forms inadvertently and becomes difficult to discard.

"Go to hell!" But for Su Fei, his reaction was more than just a frown; he was utterly stunned, subconsciously looking up at the high ground. How had they been so unlucky as to be drawn into the final match? And the opponent seemed to be…?

Light flickered again, and in the next moment, he appeared in the outside world. A gust of wind blew by, and the entire Ancient Tree of Ten Thousand Demons began to sway.

The Garuo Barbarians were the guardians of the Demon City. They possessed human forms and methods, but they had lost their humanity, becoming bloodthirsty beings no different from zombies.

Glancing at Gu Xuan’s resentful expression, Zhang Yu felt a shiver run down his spine.

Li Banxia, Lin Sangbai, and the others were tasked with the frontal assault; their job was to take down the dragon-type lord beast in the shortest time possible.

"So, in modern terms, the Cloud Dragon Hall is the company’s client relations department," Tang Huang translated.

After Lin Sangbai helplessly accepted that his future in Holy Light was destined to be that of a "healer," Xiao Xiaoxiao and Zhao Linlin stopped by for a visit.

A-Jin’s aura flashed and vanished. Terrified, Daoist Ju felt the pressure of the spirit ease. His instinctual plea for mercy to the high-level cultivator tumbled out; a man as greedy and slippery as he was, he knew the hard truth that a wise man knows when to yield.

If these banknotes were genuine, judging by the volume, Tang Huang roughly estimated there were at least two or three million.

Chu Tao followed behind, but he noticed they were not heading toward the male teachers' office, but rather to a desolate corner of the school.

"How could you possibly escape my hand now? Do you perhaps have a poor understanding of the disparity in our strength?" The next instant, the Great Ice Mage arrived in the sky above the Snow Demon.

No matter the circumstances, when dealing with creatures who believe themselves to be righteous, coercion is the best way to escape.

"Teacher Raphael, Alice, Edward, and Principal Theresa—long time no see. Did you miss me?"

The core control console was impregnable, with a defensive vulnerability appearing only at the final 1% critical threshold. If one seized those few seconds to blast through the console, the system's most fragile components would be exposed.

Behind the three of them stood over five thousand men in uniform silver armor. The formation was impeccable, very similar to the eyeless army Wu Xingfeng had seen earlier on the East Sea.

The creature itself made a move toward another goblin opposite it, emitting a strange, incomprehensible chattering sound.