Chapter 129: A Bead

Danger crept toward the man in the black jacket, bit by bit.

His eyes widened in shock, his breath growing ragged as he stepped forward, intent on blocking the threat. Suddenly, sparks flew; the skeleton’s hand seemed to be gripping something that emitted a dull, ominous glow.

I focused my gaze and couldn't help but gasp. With its other hand, the skeleton was clutching tightly onto...

"Brother Chen, I didn't mean it like that; you've been a huge help to us," Wang Kai hurriedly explained.

Experience can only be forged in the fires of actual combat, and strength can only be elevated through battle. Diana recorded everything Xiao Yu had said, then plunged into the martial arts arena to start sparring.

The atmosphere in the great hall grew taut. Daoist Lord Mao-Ri was equally anxious, but his two sons were bickering incessantly, completely ignoring his subtle signals.

He didn't claim to be one of "Boss Chen's" men, but rather part of the Chen family, insisting he was merely seeking vengeance for them. Yet, he had to imply a connection to Boss Chen, as Xiao Zhanxiong might have been eavesdropping moments ago.

The destination of this thirty-thousand-strong NPC legion was Beacon City, five hundred miles outside the South Gate. Their appearance signaled the official commencement of the national war mission.

In the distance, all was pitch black, save for the surging waves crashing against the deck. Seawater sprayed onto the planks, and the cargo ship rocked violently in the wake.

"The Eight Trigrams give birth to the Nine Palaces!" The massive Tai Chi diagram in the sky seemed to vanish into thin air. Only the tremors, as if the very space were about to shatter, served as a reminder that this terrifying speed and energy were gathering.

Beyond the Boundless Sea, in a mountain forest, Wu Zhao, accompanied by Yuan Tiangang and a group of ministers, saw their expressions darken.

However, the moment he jammed his claw against the spear, the lightning coursing along the weapon ignited his hand, releasing a foul, putrid odor.

The midday sun began to shift. Even though I was sitting on the steps, the position wasn't ideal, and the sunlight gradually crept toward me.

At the roadside, a car sat waiting. Inside, Tianfu and White Wolf were bound tightly and tossed into the backseat. Seeing the Right Protector return, the two immediately struggled, letting out frantic roars from their throats.

Regardless of the reason, everyone was curious about the great master's wife. But since "Shoulder the Gun and Stand at the Front" hadn't logged on during the day and had restricted friend requests from strangers, no one could uncover any further information.

"I was just thinking about what posture I should use to kick your head!" I chuckled, then ignored it, focusing my intent on the vaulted ceiling above. The Ice Ghost didn't respond; to think it could subdue the King of Weapons in a single hour was pure delusion.

Whether it was my harsh tone or an aura of dominance, Keiko seemed startled, hurriedly explaining that she had seen me come up and followed. Just as I was about to ask why she was trailing me, she beat me to it, asking, "Zuofei-san, I heard you agreed to pay Miyazaki a million yen to make peace with him?"

The King of Shanxi once said that among the thirteen members of the Spark, he could take on two and a half, while his trusted disciple, Ding Fanfan, could take on at least five! The King of Shanxi wouldn't boast about such matters, and the fact that he could chase Song Gejuan all over the place was proof enough of Ding Fanfan's formidable strength.

"Can you tell me about yourselves?" Now that he had accepted his fate, Park Tian-soo wanted to understand the people around him better.

If the two sides clash again, what should we do? Qingyang has become very close with everyone lately, almost like a partner; when the time comes, we won't be able to choose sides, and we won't be able to pull them apart if they start fighting.

It wasn't just the rebels who were prepared; the members of the Temple of God were also ready for battle. All attack helicopters were prepped for takeoff, field tanks started their engines in unison, and armored vehicles belched gray smoke. Eighteen thousand troops were ready for war.