Chapter 34

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The Gateway to the Realms concerns the survival of the mortal world, and countless unscrupulous void-dwellers living among us covet it; therefore, all information regarding this matter is kept under extremely stringent security measures.

"Boss, that guy is just too eloquent; I couldn't outtalk him at all," Liu Lai said, looking particularly aggrieved.

Mother Chen thought to herself as she placed a plate of sliced fruit down. She then smiled and intended to leave, planning to head back to draft a text message to report on today's events.

Although her man was handsome, he looked far too disheveled right now—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he looked like he had crawled out of a beggar's den.

"A rich person? You don't mean the boss of that Silver Dragon Deacon whoever-he-is, do you?" Emilia finally realized; it seemed such a group of people was indeed staying at Calissa’s house.

Sometimes, she would run into a few high-ranking concubines who, after stepping out of their palaces, would begin to trade barbs and insults.

Before the words had even faded, Wang Bin had already walked up to Director Liu and the others, putting on an air of righteous indignation.

Lu Yunfei glared at Yang Hao with a gloomy expression, then stumbled to his feet, gathered his belongings, and left the scene in a sorry state.

Long Zaiye had originally intended to thank Nalan Su, but following her gaze, he saw only the back of Long Tai.

Before Leng Nanxian could finish his sentence, the cup Yu Jingyun had been toying with in his hand instantly shattered, turning into fine powder.

"Well? Did you find a way out?" The fat man shook his trembling, fleshy hands, asking for the result impatiently.

Furi was not asleep either; she and Ma Mengmeng lay on the bed, chatting in a way that was both bored and somewhat melancholy.

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Four phantom shadows roared toward the heavens, as if venting all the fury within their hearts. Suddenly, a flash of white light passed over the Black Tortoise; this detail was carefully captured by Chen Zi.

Since dangerous creatures like fire bats existed, Ah Xiao would spare him and Jiang Xuejuan for now, but he feared they would be used as bait once they got out. If it came to that moment, he would have to devise a countermeasure.

Sister Yao pursed her lips and flicked her tongue across her parched mouth. Her voice was sweet—sweet enough to drip honey—yet it concealed a murderous intent.

In the simple city of Liangzhou, within an unremarkable courtyard consisting of only two or three rooms, there was an open-air stove with two bundles of chopped firewood piled beside it.

To say he felt nothing at all would be hypocritical, even by Meng Qi’s own admission, but this sliver of sentiment was not enough to evolve into any deeper emotion.

However, since they had all signed a covenant not to interfere with the lives of ordinary people, they were now living all over the country.

After all, most of these thieves were unruly and defiant; killing them was troublesome, and failing to kill them meant they could not be subdued, so they were simply left to their own devices.

At this moment, both sides were fighting for every second. Whoever could seize the advantage first would claim victory. Of course, the victory here was asymmetrical: for the three sects, it meant survival; for the Demon Sect, it meant slaughter.

That night, in the city of Xiangyang, Jingzhou. Although dark clouds obscured the moon and there were few stars, the city was brightly lit. Large numbers of patrol squads were roaming the streets of Xiangyang, just as they had during the day.

I slid down the rope. Having had the experience last time, I was no longer afraid of what lay below. Not that I wanted to admit it, but even if the dried corpse I had taken out was still there, so what? If the bronze sword stuck in it could hack it to pieces last time, it could do the same again.

"You don't know the half of it. Thunderstorm may seem arrogant and overbearing, but he’s no fool. Otherwise, how could he have survived all these years while stirring up trouble everywhere? I heard from my old man that when Thunder City came to Beijing for a meeting, he got drunk and let something slip..." Cao Hai laughed.

"Young Master! It’s bad! It’s terrible! The Second Young Master is leading a large army to storm the official residence!" Xu You said, gasping for breath while tugging at Yuan Tan’s sleeve.

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And what about this "ability far exceeding human limits"? Does the Lieutenant Colonel mean to claim that some members of their Red Devil Ninth Assault Team already possess supernatural abilities—what everyone commonly refers to as psychic powers?

Hu Niu’s voice was loud and crisp.程 Lao Er had not closed the door when he came in, so they must have heard it in the west room as well.

Upon hearing this, Chu Tingya hurriedly pushed the sofa over, respectfully invited Wen Xu to sit, and then obediently walked over to the water dispenser to pour him a glass of water.

"Weren't you so gentle just a moment ago? Weren't you heartbroken for me just now?" she asked me with a shrill, piercing tone, then burst into frantic laughter—a laugh that chilled one to the bone.

The feeling of having one’s beloved suddenly snatched away caused Dong Yong to feel a sudden sense of self-abandonment.

According to Master Yan’s thinking, no one currently knew where the tunnel from the Immortal Realm to the Mortal Realm was located. Thus, Master Yan’s search was aimless, a journey taken to temper his own strength in the process.

After the two finished speaking, Ani also wore a sorrowful expression, while Li Lingyi simply nodded in silence.

Stones were stacked in piles upon the city walls, and bundles of dry grass were laid out neatly. With people rushing back and forth, no one paid any heed to Viscount Gas. The Viscount was trembling with rage; the feeling of being toyed with made him deeply uncomfortable. Mounted on his horse, his blood boiled, and in a fit of rage, he ordered the siege.