Volume One, Chapter 36: Drowned in Wildness

“Go kill them all now.”
The voice of Ace of Spades rang out once again.

“Yes, my master!”
Montage put on an air of mindless obedience, conjuring a blade of wind in his hand.
Then, with a sudden motion, he thrust it toward the chest of the Ace of Spades.

Startled by Montage’s unexpected move, the Ace of Spades tried to dodge, only to find his body completely immobilized.
Looking down, he saw that at some point, his body had been ensnared by a loop of transparent thread.

At this moment, Qin Li regarded the scene with focused attention. He fixed his coordinates at twelve o’clock, his body sheathed in blood-red scales. Just as he was about to dive down, a thought struck him.

Lin Chen indeed harbored such intentions. After all, as an enforcer of a sect, it was unthinkable for him to act so recklessly, indiscriminately grabbing people without discerning right from wrong. Who had ever heard of such an enforcer?

Qin Fan, for the first time, found himself in such a tantalizing situation. His cheeks burned with embarrassment, and his expression was laced with nervousness.

Gu Xiao kept her eyes closed. No matter what, the resting place of the dead was sacred and inviolable. To disturb it was a deep disrespect to those who had passed, and those who went too far would surely face retribution from the heavens. That was why most who plundered royal tombs never lived long.

If this were Singapore, Chen Li had a hundred ways to make Qin Fan vanish from the face of the earth. But this was Yanjing. No matter how powerful the Chen family’s influence was in Singapore, their reach could not extend here.

In truth, it wasn’t his fault. He was, after all, a youth at an age of uncertainty. Having found clarity while in the hospital, he had not noticed the changes within himself.

Moreover, his aura continued to rise, reaching, in the blink of an eye, the very peak of the Immortal Emperor’s power.

Yu Jun fumbled for a long while before his eyes suddenly lit up. He had retrieved a strangely shaped bronze mask from within the coffin.

Nova definitely had no idea what it was. She glanced at the ghosts beside her; most of them shook their heads as well. Now, they had no way to contact the adjutant immediately. If they could, perhaps they would learn something.

A mine was an enterprise of countless profits. No wonder Mo Zidou had humbled himself to ask for help in reclaiming it.

The formerly cold and quiet days had suddenly become lively; perhaps it wasn’t such a bad thing.

Shangguan Shuo exhaled heavily, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and held the child in his arms even tighter.

Even though he knew perfectly well that he was not King Jing’s son—perhaps only an orphan taken in by the King—he still chose never to compromise, never to retreat, never to let go.

Time slipped away bit by bit. In the blink of an eye, it was already deep into the night. The palace where Long Mu resided was all the more extraordinary.

Chen Fan had already walked over, but the three behind him were at a loss. Clearly, the Tortoise King, Li Shanshan, and the others were all stunned.

It was obvious these people were latecomers; they did not yet know the terror of those immortal puppets that had often appeared in the Tianyin Mountains.

“This is delicious—my favorite—stir-fried pork with spring bamboo shoots. The pork is perfectly marbled, tender and juicy. It’s simply exquisite,” Chen Fan said, eating with great relish.

Even with Ye Tian’s formidable strength, severe blood loss would inevitably take a toll.

In their eyes, the Thunderbolt Mercenary Corps was now far weaker than the other two major groups. Once the Valley of Annihilation opened, they would surely be replaced.

Do you have any idea how worried I was then? If you had never woken again, I cannot imagine what would have become of me.

It is easy to forget something, but to reclaim it is never so simple. Seven days is not enough for him to return to his peak; all he could do was muster his strength for a final battle against Jing Wuming.

Now that these matters were finally settled, he only wished to find Mi Shu. Yet Emperor Jing of Yun Kingdom dared dream of uniting Moxue in his name.

Xing Mu frowned. No, this is far too slow. At this rate, when will these reefs ever be cleared away?