Chapter 26

Xue picked up the hairpin, hesitated for a long while, and finally poked a hole in the window paper, quietly observing the situation inside.

The three Winged Demons were each sent flying backward several meters, their faces simultaneously displaying shock; clearly, the strength of their natural-born opponent had far exceeded their imagination.

Under the lamplight, Gu Qing smiled as he watched his two companions walk away until they vanished from sight.

The attendants of Lingxi Palace were long accustomed to the Emperor’s personal visits, but they had also heard that Concubine Dan had angered the dragon’s countenance. Who could have expected that the Emperor, who had quarreled fiercely with his consort during the day, would arrive in the dead of night?

However, before she could explore what this secret was, she first needed to possess the strength to bear it; otherwise, everything would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Ten million. We will pay ten million, is that enough?" Zhao Tieshan gritted his teeth, parting with his entire life savings.

"Hello, Director Jiang." Qin Feng reached out to shake Jiang Zhengnan’s hand, offering a faint smile. The old man looked like a decent person, and there was no sense of arrogance in his manner—how, then, could he have raised such a pack of scoundrels?

"Sister Zhaoxia, do you really need to greet me like a guest? I came here simply to see you and have a chat." Lu Xiang’er picked up an osmanthus cake and began to eat it delicately. Zhaoxia, however, felt a lump in her throat and could say nothing more.

In the sky, a brilliant radiance first appeared, and a faint divine oracle descended as the spring vanished without a trace.

"Another invitation from Boss Sheng?" Huo Qingsong, having finally secured a day off, was sitting in the courtyard waiting to go horseback riding in the countryside with Lu Xiang’er. Seeing Huo Bao holding a bright red invitation and a bag of osmanthus cakes, he couldn't help but frown.

His entire palm was suffused with Buddha’s light, and fierce lightning danced at his fingertips, carrying the ferocity of a Vajra subduing demons.

They did not know that inside one of the restroom stalls, Gao Dewei was holding his phone, smiling with great delight.

Because his purple-gold battle spear had unexpectedly slipped from his control and was instead flying directly toward him.

Moreover, although the aura of the Underworld Mourning Cat had undergone a heaven-shaking transformation, those twin brothers were no pushovers; it remained to be seen who would emerge victorious.

Lin Qifeng also sensed Kong Ruixue’s breakthrough and immediately held his breath, careful not to disturb her. It did not take long before Kong Ruixue’s whole body shuddered; her aura had already ascended to the seventh level of the Origin Spirit stage.

Zhun Ti looked at Ping Xin and smiled, saying, "Fellow Daoist Ping Xin, you are not in the Underworld, so why have you come here? The Dao Ancestor decreed that you were not to leave for two kalpas." Although Zhun Ti was smiling, his tone sounded hypocritical to anyone who listened closely.

"The Eighth Prince and the others all have Martial Marquis-level followers by their sides, and rumors say some have already stepped into the fourth or fifth level of the Martial Marquis realm. How is the Dragon-Slaying War God supposed to fight them?" Many of the onlookers watching the scene wore anxious expressions, worried for Xiao Yi.

"I... I am not nervous. Please, Young Master, speak your mind." You Ji tried her best to make her tone sound as cold and detached as usual, but the slight tremor in the very first word she spoke betrayed the tension in her heart.

The slaughter continued. With Nether River and Hongjun joining forces, even a dozen cultivators at the mid-stage of the Creation Realm were no match for them and were instead cut down, causing others to view the pair with gravity. The early and mid-stage Creation Realm cultivators no longer dared to attack them; after all, they had no desire to court death.

Ling Wei, however, closed her eyes and raised a hand, gathering a force of pale cyan Heavenly Wind before her. Like a giant hand, it reached out across the distance and adhered to the light barrier of the grand formation.

The void rippled as divine power condensed into a massive hand that blotted out the sky, pressing down toward the Shocking King.

Furthermore, this chaotic mist emitted such a terrifying power that even Jietian felt deep dread.

Ye Zichen held Baifeng’s arms. What was going on with this woman? She had taken off her clothes and shoes—did she have exhibitionist tendencies?

Yue Qingyu also felt a sense of shame; in truth, Lin Yi’s alchemy skills were absolutely formidable.

Lei Poyun walked up slowly at this moment, looking at Lei Guangzhong and Lin Yi with a sneer.

What did it matter to him whether or not to recruit talent? By the time his brother took office, it was questionable whether he would even remain in the family.

The Investiture of the Gods slammed heavily into another avatar of the Primordial Fruit, shattering it into a mass of energy and fortune.

Neither Chen Fan nor Wuyunzi asked what the bronze mirror in the other's hand was or what use it had in illuminating the prison; they knew that, given their relationship with the Judgment Division, it would be a miracle if the other party answered them at all.

"Man-made? Who could have such power to gather us Martial Saints together instantly, without us even feeling a thing?" The Sect Master of the Xuanxin Sect frowned deeply. Who the hell was he trying to scare?

Before leaving, Song Chaoying indicated that in three days, they would arrange for a private jet to wait at the Capital Airport and would send someone to escort Huo Sining directly to Hong Kong.

His breath brushed against her face, and her heart skipped a beat. Looking at his face from such close proximity, she could see the eyelashes on his deep-set eyes; they almost brushed against her skin, and a strange sensation slowly rippled through her.

Doing as one pleases has never been an easy thing. She had not yet become strong enough, so in many respects, she remained at the mercy of others.

With every step he took, he left a bloody footprint; one could only wonder how many he had left along the way.

The Princess Consort of Qi also rose to persuade her: "Empress Dowager, do not be anxious. Let us see the person first. Perhaps it is just the servants being ignorant and not seeing clearly."