Chapter 66: An Illusion?

Jiali stood in place, looking with cold eyes at the gradually distorted, terrified expressions on the faces of the foolish descendants of the three military commanders, a flash of icy, retaliatory pleasure sweeping through his heart.

Recalling the physical education class just moments ago, how these fools had relied on their numbers to subject him to sarcastic taunts, and even deliberately uttered those damned words without restraint... the gloomy look in his crystalline pupils grew even deeper.

They were merely brainless descendants of reckless brutes who relied on their fathers' military achievements; how dare they come to provoke him?

Fan Fan had just immersed his spiritual sense into the jade slip, carefully pondering the techniques and true incantations contained within. He imitated the recorded steps one by one, but failed to produce even the slightest effect.

"Fu Gui, I thought you didn't recognize me anymore. Back then, we only crossed paths that once at the casino. Oh, that's right, you also saw me at the Golden Dunhuang," Han Yu said with a faint smile.

"Yaju, keep an eye on the surrounding movements. Hane, if there is something in the air, you must tell me immediately. Hanshan, run!" Having readied himself, Xuan Yuanxiao summoned the Wu Dragon, and the Xi Dragon subsequently transmitted his voice to everyone.

"Damn it." Xuan Yuanxiao was thoroughly infuriated. He summoned the golden bronze sword hilt and struck downward with a heavy blow. The giant black bird was cleaved down on the spot, its head beginning to shatter until its entire body collapsed and reverted into a broken black sword.

The bald man glanced over, let out a cold snort, and charged straight ahead, throwing a fierce uppercut. Niu Baga met the attack with a swift kick, causing both of them to stagger backward simultaneously.

"Miexu, you are truly incompetent; your cultivation has still not made the slightest inch of progress after all these years!" One of the black-robed elders swept his gaze across the group for a few moments, finally letting his eyes linger on Elder Miexu, saying with a hint of mockery on his face.

"Gaoshan, send a few bodyguards to the hospital to guard a patient. Aside from doctors, no one is allowed to enter without my command. Even the doctors must be thoroughly inspected by you, and you are to accompany them inside only after making sure there are no issues," Xiao Chen instructed with extreme caution.

"That must be it. The Golden Primordial Shaman Demonic Fruit is definitely on him. I just wonder who this person really is, and what purpose he has in playing the ghost?" Qingyun said.

The person seeing him off was dressed in a Zhongshan suit and looked quite handsome. He was helping the man pull a piece of luggage, looking as though he was extremely reluctant to part with him.

Crassus took a look at the portrait. On it was a face covered by a half-iron mask, which was extremely distinctive. If one had seen it, it would be impossible to forget, but Crassus had never seen it before, so he shook his head.

In other words, a complete reinforced company had been thoroughly shattered. On the front slope of Height 579, from the foot of the mountain all the way to the summit, the ground was littered with the remains of fallen soldiers. The few remaining wounded, assisted by some local militia, had successively begun withdrawing downward.

Hesitating for a moment, he still boldly poured his heart out to her. At the same time, he stole glances at Kalete's expression.

Zhao Dahai naturally understood that this was Chen Cheng's intention. He saluted Chen Cheng once more, turned around to leave, and then assembled the troops, placing Wang Shiru's subordinates onto trucks to be taken away.

Scram! Ghosts would like to be in the same league as you. If it weren't for the fact that you carry the blood of the Frenzied War God, I would have wiped you out long ago.

"I will. No matter what you say, I, Yi Hanxuan, will believe it," Yi Hanxuan said without a moment's hesitation.

"Then is there any possibility that Ge Fan and Yin Xin killed Su Ruoshi?" Hua Qingyi asked eagerly.

The Golden-Eyed Fire Qilin completely unleashed the temperature of its own body. The surrounding air instantly expanded outward like a surge of hot current, and with every step it took on the ground, it carved out a massive crater.

Otherwise, why would he call himself her husband? Could it be that he actually harbored some other ulterior motives toward this accidental wife of his?

"Granny Yuanxuan, are you able to communicate with me directly now?" Yu Huang asked in a startled rush.

Li Liang had already been invited to participate in this match, so he decided to spend the remaining week in London.

"Then I shall take my leave." Zhou Chengxian felt that Kong Liuying was too bizarre; leaving sooner meant peace of mind.

Fortunately, there were no living creatures here; otherwise, relying solely on this oppressive momentum alone, any life within the surrounding area would have been struck dead, or at the very least suffered severe injuries.

When Seri was drawn away from the center by Li Liang, Ciprien had to cover his position, but this also stripped Nice's defensive line of its most effective shield and bulwark.

Hearing Tian Ge's words, Liu Lang and the others felt their blood boil and their morale tremendously boosted. One after another, they opened their duffel bags, pulled out advanced weapons and equipment, and began arming themselves.

"You're courting death!" Within seconds, seeing Mo Qiang make this move, Tu Sanque roared in fury. Gripping his lightning spear, trailing endless bolts of electricity behind him, he ferociously charged forward, intent on rescuing Yang Lizhao from Mo Qiang's grasp.

Listening to these words tinged with a hint of grievance yet carrying a thread of killing intent, Li Liang loosened his grip on Vortex Harumi and simultaneously came to a halt.

Li Fan thought with annoyance in his heart that the more he felt this way, the more chaotic his thoughts became, and the more elusive that feeling grew.

However, a mere span of several tens of billions of years of lifespan was clearly far inferior to those of the various Heavenly Emperors and the Twelve Ancestral Gods.

The man's pair of eyes revealed not the slightest shred of emotion; those pitch-black, densely impenetrably dark eyes looked simply like a black hole.

With merciless ruthlessness, Zhou Yin unleashed another punch toward Yi Yun, hurling a burst of demonic energy fist-force straight at her.

Dao Ni thought of how that person actually held a sense of yearning; it seemed that the creator of the new Dao was exceedingly magnificent, commanding the deep respect even of Dao Ni.

Photograph after photograph, scene after scene, different locations one after another—there were 128 photographs in total, providing a panoramic display of the conditions along the Highway 301 route.

"Then, what should we do? Are we just going to let Moxiaosheng and Jinglei Tieci go like this?" Tani Taki could not fathom Sakata Takejige's conspiracy.

Tell me, aren't all these things of your own making? If you hadn't been so snobbish in your ways, would this kind of situation ever have occurred?

She relied entirely on her own efforts, encountering quite a few twists and turns and hardships along the way. Whenever those moments arrived, she would think of Gao Jun, recalling how that young man had pulled her back from the edge of life and death, protecting her with his life.

Just as they intended to recruit this young master into their ranks, Wu Tong, as the head of the Dragon Team, seemed to have discovered something at that moment, so he strongly urged the Chinese military not to interfere with the young man named Long, planning to observe the situation for a period of time first.

Hao Shuang truly lived up to her reputation as the top hostess and mama-san of the nightlife scene; she was an absolute expert at urging drinks and an even greater master at telling stories.

Wu Xiaoyi was completely terrified by this point, still sitting in her chair, though the chair had flipped over, pinning Gao Jun underneath.

These people always had to be settled. How could they ever tolerate the Yan family climbing above their heads? Therefore, Yan Qingyuan intended to bolster the Yan family's prominence first, but withheld actual peerages to prevent the family from suddenly attracting too much wind due to a towering reputation.