Chapter 59: Clouds Veiling the Moon

If word of this gets out, how will I ever show my face again? These traitors clearly want us dead—if a living soul is sacrificed for this mother and child, perhaps the whole Li Family Village might be spared. Especially that ignorant and vicious Master Li—he’d wriggle out of this unscathed. Who could have come up with such a malicious scheme? I refuse to believe there isn’t someone orchestrating this from the shadows!

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“Madam, you’ve misunderstood. What I mean is, I mind that only two have come—because I want to challenge a hundred!” Lin Xiu replied.

Although he hadn’t walked that passage before, with the coordinates in hand, after some effort, he managed to find it without much trouble.

Sun Yang, enraged and humiliated, struck back with hatred, but that only worsened his predicament, leaving him even more suppressed.

“Wait here. It’s dangerous inside. When I call you in, then you can enter,” Xu Chengyu gently released his hand from Yang Xin’s grasp and smiled at her.

As soon as her gaze brushed the surface of the sea, the poisonous mist pressed in, burning her eyes with a searing pain.

Chen Xiao, confident in his status, wouldn’t deign to make the first move. He kept his face stiff and ignored Donald.

Seeing that Jiang Xuan’s father was still attacking him, Sun Yang called out, hoping he would stop.

“Fire your guns! Why are you all just standing there? Do you want to die?” Sun Yang shouted at the stunned crowd.

Ye Liuli massaged her temples, helplessly. The artifact’s signal was so strong this time that she had no choice but to think of a ruse to secretly take Shen Siyu away.

In a fit of rage, he dispatched a hundred imperial guards straight to Lijin, vowing to dig out the one who dared murder his spy.

Gu An glanced down from the tree, and nearly fell in shock—the very fiend that had bitten him was right below.

Ma Hai’s face darkened. “Just follow orders. I’ll explain everything to Lord Zhu myself.” After a final glance, he turned and vanished into his calculations.

“Alright, let’s go,” Chen Lin said, sneaking a glance at Xiao Ruoyao to see if she was angry, since he’d just pretended to be her boyfriend to warn off Killswitch.

This was already the second time Shen Siyu had said that. The first time, Yun Chen thought she was deliberately teasing him. But hearing it again, Yun Chen sensed something was off—this wasn’t Shen Siyu’s usual way.

What should I do now? Where should I go? Yukana was lost, uncertain what to do next.

“Triple speed!” Zhang Aotian chased relentlessly. I gathered my six swords to defend, but his force scattered them, striking me squarely in the waist.

At that moment, only the sound of black smoke billowing remained above the Shen Clan’s ancestral grounds. Every flame outside the nurturing pool vanished, and nearly all members of the Shen Clan plummeted from the sky.

“Heh! Now that you’ve gotten stronger, you look down on us, don’t you?” asked Shennong Yiren.

“Daoist, can you wake them up and interrogate them? Recently, all those deaths near the Primal Ancient Mine—were they behind them?” someone suggested.

As the flames of the Supreme Soul-Refining Array devoured Tang Qian’s divine soul, an immense and pure soul force surged into his consciousness.

Both the righteous and demonic sects realized that continuing to fight over the Yue Kingdom’s cultivation world was pointless, so they tacitly accepted the Seven Sects’ rule over Yue.

The greedy gamblers, seeing the chaos, were finally seized by fear. They scattered like startled birds and beasts, a foul stench mingling with the carnage. Screams and wails pierced the air, but the sharpest sound was the relentless trampling as everyone fled.