Chapter 99: Breaking Through Together

Loose stones rained down from above, dust swirling in the air, making the already dim mine shaft even more obscured. Bai Yuening leaned against the cold rock wall, her gaze fixed ahead where several pairs of crimson eyes glinted with a metallic sheen in the darkness. Low, oppressive beastly roars echoed from all directions.

Golden Stone Beasts.

These creatures, born from a mixture of pure metal energy and the earth’s malevolent aura, resembled giant lizards. Their scales were as hard as iron, their claws sharp as blades.

What made them even more troublesome was that within this labyrinthine tunnel...

The meeting ended, and Qin Muyang hurried back to Wuyi Alley. Upstairs, the bedroom door was slightly ajar. He paused briefly outside before gently knocking.

“Come in as your father bids,” Huo Guang said sternly to Huo Chengjun. Rarely this serious, Huo Chengjun knew something was amiss. Ceasing his playful antics, he instructed the two maids to watch over the snowman before following Huo Guang inside.

“If that’s the case, I’m even more confused. Why the hell did Dongzi act like that and sneak off to the imperial kitchen for a meal? Was that place even open to him?” Huazi frowned and asked.

“Your Majesty, Madam Fan is unwell and wishes to see the General and Her Majesty the Empress,” Song Wan’s grave words struck a chord with both men. Without a word, they moved deeper inside. Even Liu Bingyi knew he could no longer stop her and followed Huo Chengjun.

Like a thunderclap from clear skies, a massive, ferocious, hardened demonic claw suddenly burst from the stone with a powerful malignant aura, fiercely attacking Lin Chen.

Her clear and gentle voice spoke slowly and evenly, her black eyes as calm as a still lake, looking straight ahead without evasion.

Cao Yu hurriedly donned his armor again, glared fiercely at King Jian, and swaggered out of the Purple Imperial Hall.

After verifying without doubt, I called again, but it was still a dead number. I tried repeatedly, all to no avail. It increasingly felt like a dream—like that night four months ago when I drank myself senseless at the KT bar and then drifted into a four-month-long beautiful dream.

As he pondered, a flood of information burst forth from the bronze mirror, exploding into a sword-shaped shadow in Liu Xing’s mind.

The lord of the Flame Demon City, Yan Zunmo, was a Dou Zun-class demon. His true form stood a thousand zhang tall. The city walls, hundreds of zhang high, could repel Dou Zong-class demons, but if a Dou Zun demon invaded, only the city lord himself could stand against it—the walls would not hold.

When the guild paid its first salaries, I, Your Father, was absent. But our guild master, Lady Fei Yin, did not forget him and specially sent him two hundred gold coins.

It wasn’t that they were unprepared mentally. Suzaku was a soldier, experienced in killing. If necessary, he would not hesitate to kill; conversely, if unnecessary, he would refrain.

Before Kreit could step into the wall breach, the head of the man before him exploded in a spray of blood, flesh, and bone, splattering the red and white mess across his face.

From amidst that hair, Roy heard the vast divine might conveyed by the Supreme Divine Art, Eternal Light.

Thousands of volcanoes erupted simultaneously; hundreds of seas surged in unison. Roy’s original battle crystal form merged the crystals of four supreme warriors and the power of two superior sacred artifacts. In an instant, one five-thousandth of a moment, it detonated with a tremendous blast.

“There’s a contract here. Take a look and see if it suits you. If it does, just sign it,” Liu Yifei said casually.

Unless one had absolute confidence in their skills or was in an extreme emergency, drivers were required to wear the standard uniform. Mashuman skipped it only because of the former reason.

The feeling stemmed from the aura of this mysterious space, which was almost identical to that of the Supreme Primordial Stele, giving him a sense of familiarity.

Whether due to the elixir or because Yue’er’s spiritual root was simply exceptional, it turned out to be a single-wood spiritual root.

The singing from the Extreme Yang Cave continued. When Li Qingyun reached the cave entrance, he found that the song came from the deepest part of the cave. Here, the melody became clear enough to discern even the syllables of the lyrics.