Chapter 21: The Slaughterhouse on the Long Street (16)

The bodies of human soldiers were also burned, because burying them on the spot would only risk them being unearthed by the Abyss after the troops withdrew. Under the current battle conditions, transporting them to the rear for a proper burial was out of the question.

He entered the illusion with his physical body, always at risk of losing his life within it.

In this world, it seemed that apart from him, Mu Ji could find no one truly trustworthy enough to confide in.

"This is hard to say." Unexpectedly, Nangong Rong calmly waved his hand and uttered just those words before falling silent.

"Alright, feigning illness is a valid excuse. I suppose no one is keeping a close watch on Zhiyuan now. But if he keeps claiming illness and never comes out, wouldn’t that be wasting a great opportunity?" Zhang Miao, always protective of his younger brother, was willing to cooperate given sufficient reasons.

Then, with a long howl to the heavens, carrying a chilling coldness, his entire body soared into the air and lunged toward Lin Tian.

Within this squad, no scout surpassed Zhuipeng’s skills. Although Zhuipeng did not share their intentions, no one, including Xiang Hua, doubted his actions.

Since they had agreed to meet again in five years, from now on, they must train hard and improve their cultivation without any relaxation.

"Very well!" Gu Xu did not insist, silently praying that nothing untoward would happen.

But as Ning Shaoming smiled, he suddenly sensed something amiss. The black-backed dog, large in size, lay atop Chang Shenghua and did not move. Chang Shenghua, surprisingly, did not struggle and simply lay there.

The other team members also sensed something wrong. They stiffly turned their heads and saw bloodshot eyes emitting a fierce light that froze them in place, draining their strength and breaking out cold sweat instantly.

Guang Yi’s question represented the confusion of many immortals at this moment: if it were indeed the Kunpeng egg and placed into the divine furnace for transformation, the loss from failure was obvious; even if successful, it would become a natural divine artifact. Once turned into a lifeless object, the Kunpeng would cease to exist.

For example, due to being rejected by the Heavenly Dao, his luck must be negative—perhaps even drinking a sip of water might choke him to death?

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Inside the Immortal Prison, Old Hei summoned Taiwu at the early Nascent Soul stage before him. Two years had passed, and Taiwu had long been subdued by Old Hei.

The implication was unmistakably clear: Director Zhou, are you trying to get me to take one or two doses?

It turned out that Xue Yu’s worries were not unfounded. The worst-case scenario had indeed come to pass.

"Scar, isn’t it just to absorb its energy? I have long known that your biochemical ghosts can assimilate and absorb, so there’s no need to waste time putting on a show here!" The moment he spoke, the second-generation host, who had been smiling, stiffened.

Watching the beauty beside him, already blinded by love, Wang Yi sighed and pondered the tasks for the day.

That Chen Ling dared to take advantage of her, and even worse, stripping her clothes, tearing off her bra, and finally groping and embracing her, abusing her trust.

"Boss, that new team member is still standing there. Should we do something? After all, their group got screwed over by us too!" One team member suddenly interrupted, drawing everyone’s attention.

Wu Yi frowned, seeing the injured blue-eyed fire lion. He recalled an ad slogan: no transaction, no harm. So many people bullying a single creature, now even using spiritual weapons—it was utterly shameless.

"All these years waiting, there’s no rush. Let her investigate first. If she has the ability and is not afraid of danger, we’ll contact her once we have leads. If not, there’s no need to bother; we’ll rely on ourselves," Xu said.

The assassin felt a sharp sting at his neck, touching the blood flowing down. He opened his eyes wide and saw a skeletal armored undead monster in the distance, lying unwillingly on the ground.

But they also knew this was not their territory. Confronting the young master here would be unwise.

"Aik Aik, over here!" Tio and Ling, eyes sparkling, kept pulling Aik toward one amusement point after another, both hands full of items. In the frenzy of the festival, even shopping felt generous.

"Soul training world confirmed: Wind and Cloud! Training mission: kill Xu Fu. Preparing to enter! Wishing the host success!" The system gave its blessing to Fang Cheng at the moment of entering the training world.

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"I know the long story well!" Wang Zhong looked at Fang Cheng, a bit embarrassed but still affirming.

Danei Yixing was quite tempted. As long as the artillery was destroyed, he was confident of holding Moji City. If reinforcements arrived, driving back the massive army from Tachibana Mountain City was not impossible.

First, they would remove the eyes, then implant the refined Kirin Golden Eyes into the vacant sockets, using their own regenerative abilities to connect the ocular nerves! Soon the Kirin Golden Eyes were transplanted. Although some rejection remained due to refinement, it was not severe—considered a success.

Many experienced programmers designed their battle knives completely black, with blue patterns radiating blue demonic energy. The blade suited their style perfectly—comfortable to hold and effective in use.

Immediately, several burly bodyguards behind Wei Jiadong approached, attempting to forcibly restrain Lin Chuan.

It was too early to say if she cared, but if she truly did, she might prepare a birthday surprise that day.

She was focused intently, unaware that the director had entered behind her with a man wearing a black mask.

Just outside, Zhang Chu saw several warriors in military attire at the entrance, led by Liu Tianhe.

"Do you need something?" Qu Huai didn’t look at the camera but knew Feng Lingling could hear him, so he asked with a dark expression.

Huo Yuanchen despised her pretentious demeanor most of all. Yet, now emotionally stirred and having fasted for a month, he was more amenable and chose not to quarrel with her.