Volume 1, Chapter 63: I Am Jealous, What Will You Do About It?

In the suburbs of the Imperial Capital.

After finishing dinner, Mingyao came down with a fever.

Lethargic and listless, she rested in Mingshu's arms, coughing incessantly, her small face flushed with an abnormal red.

"What a terrifying level of combat! Even the space of this world has been distorted by their blows!" All the cultivators present felt a chill running down their spines.

A beam of light spread from the massive tree. As the sunlight shone down, all the surrounding mist seemed to be peeled away by a layer, yet not a single scream echoed out.

The stone struck the carriage canopy with a sharp sound. The onlookers immediately stopped what they were doing and looked around to see what had happened.

A group of seven drove out of Johannesburg toward the South Radan border. The border between South Africa and South Radan was narrow, and after driving for a full day, they finally arrived at the frontier.

She turned and walked back to her room, feeling a sudden surge of envy toward An Xinyan for having such a deeply affectionate mother.

"Come and try to kill me if you can!" Pei Hu said as his figure lunged toward the Blazing Red Mastiff.

After all, this Battle Qi no longer belonged to them individually, but was the combined energy of the three. When it detonated mutually, it was naturally beyond what they could contend with.

Yifeng was profoundly shocked. This far exceeded his understanding of energy. Judging from his initial probing attack, the sword qi within the Mountain-Guarding Sword Array could easily shred a ninth-tier master into mincemeat in an instant! It seemed that passing through this array smoothly would indeed be quite a challenge.

"My Lord, only half a day has passed. It should be afternoon in South City on Earth right now," Cui Jue calculated and said.

Terrifying murderous intent surged from within Yifeng like a tidal wave. These recruits had never set foot on a battlefield before; thus, under the influence of the killing intent released by Yifeng, they all felt an immense pressure, their faces turning pale as silence fell over them.

"You were originally very fortunate. The divine bloodline within you is not thick, which could have allowed you to live the life of an ordinary person.

Unfortunately, Sun Quan was a fine youth of the new era, well-versed in all sorts of multi-level marketing tricks. He did not believe the other party's empty promises at all, and even suspected that the stakes outlined were heavily exaggerated. While there were certainly risks, to call it certain death was surely an overstatement, wasn't it?

With a deafening crash, General Bat was grabbed by the back of his neck by Shen Mengtian and slammed fiercely onto the ground.

With those words, he struck the air with a palm, and the glass coffee table not far away instantly shattered into countless pieces with a loud bang.

Sun Jian stood rooted to the spot without reacting, unsure whether he was still paralyzed by shock or pondering how to respond. Beside him, a group of personal guards led by Zu Mao all gazed at Sun Jian, awaiting his next move.

Seeing this, I could not make out what was happening. Why would Lu Dayou treat such an ordinary piece of footage with such solemnity? There must be some deeper mystery hidden within.

Just at that moment, a white figure rushed to Shen Mengtian's side—it was Emilia, her face etched with worry.

"Alright, alright, I'll continue." Since he was already here, it would be far too much of a waste to give up now. Shen Mengtian had no choice but to open his eyes resignedly and stare unblinkingly at the scene before him.

Although China had mastered the use of traction trebuchets as early as the Spring and Autumn period, using catapults to directly destroy city walls remained extremely difficult. Unless the walls had been soaked by rain or river water for extended periods, even primitive cannons would struggle to breach them in a short time.