Chapter 19 The Five Poisons Sect

At the mention of the River Map, Gongsun Ling’s expression darkened; Mu Yanzhen was still in Cangming’s hands—he was surely planning to use that person to search for the whereabouts of the River Map.

As the rumbling sound approached overhead, Lu Jian had already taken off his jacket and set it alight. Thick smoke billowed upward, making a striking contrast against the yellow-orange backdrop.

Those inside, upon seeing Sikong Changting, immediately focused all their attention on him.

But with a second glance, this wasn’t a place of ethereal beauty shrouded in celestial mist—this was clearly a barren mountain, bleak and desolate, nothing like the settings in immortal dramas. Had they come to the wrong place? Was this not the abode of deities?

The Lord of Chaos, seated on the Throne of Chaos, felt utterly at home here, having already subdued Tailong and Yun Yi. It wouldn’t be long before she could spare her strength to deal with Lu Yun.

Yun Yanyi’s expression gradually cooled. He felt his heart and mind return to normal, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief; his demeanor just now had been truly odd.

“Aren’t you a drinker? Have a little, it won’t hurt!” An An interjected, thinking that among men, nothing fostered camaraderie like wine.

Seeing even Seventh Master in a quandary, I thought to myself that all hope was lost. This tomb quest had probably reached its end for us, and the best outcome would be to retreat the way we came.

“The primordial power of Asura, combined with the energy lock of the Emperor’s Lock! Perhaps what we await is a result too formidable to handle.” The captain’s voice was unusually heavy.

In the latter part of the night, only when he was fully satisfied did he finally leave her body, carefully cleaning her, dressing her, and making sure not a trace remained before he was at ease.

Perhaps amused by Hu Yue’s strange anxiety, Zang Yunwen and Elizabeth both couldn’t help but laugh.

They had already been fighting for a whole day, and now their strength was down to a mere tenth of its peak, their bodies pushed to the limit.

Xi Xichen narrowed her phoenix eyes, sending forth a chill of ice and snow. Two auras collided, shattering the faint light, which flickered out like countless fireflies vanishing into darkness.

“No, I don’t. But he does.” Aidaia turned and pointed at Lin Xiao, who was still deliberating how to express his pride.

Thus, when anything happened now, it was clear how Nagato would accomplish these changes—it was indeed possible, though the odds grew slimmer.

So they all sat down, and began to eat. After a while, when they had finished, they rested.

After breaking through the fortress held by Duran and his men, the six commanders under Hu Yue led their troops in different directions to carry out their assigned tasks. Only Elizabeth remained, guarding the base with eight thousand Wei soldiers to ensure Hu Yue’s safety during the assault.

At that moment, the long tongue abruptly ceased its teasing and shot toward his face.

He stared at Ruoxin, eyes unblinking, lips parted, one foot forward, one back. A pure light seemed to pour into him, making his soul tremble for an instant.

Though Ping Shu was pregnant and couldn’t use cosmetics, fortunately she hadn’t yet cleared out her previous supplies.

“But I still want to stay here, I don’t want to go anywhere else.” With her arm around the man’s neck, Jianyin gazed at the man so close to her, her voice wistful.

Gu Zhihang’s lips were pressed into a thin line, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the man before him whose eyes gleamed red.

Yet Qin Yu did not realize that the shock stirring within the Abyssal Demon Dragon upon seeing him was far greater than his own.

Power rampaged through his body, stripping away his defenses; in the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen ice swords pierced his flesh, and he fell heavily to the ground, dead.

Although Chen Liang was meant to guard Su Qing’s dharma body with Chu Yuniang, the patriarch’s love for his disciple kept him from leaving. With the elder unwilling to go, who else dared?

But as the saying goes: walk by the river long enough, and your shoes will get wet; travel dark roads often, and sooner or later you’ll meet a ghost.

“Can you resurrect a ghoul?” Even knowing it was unlikely, Zhang Cheng still wanted to try.

Yes, everyone believed that Battousai lived in Kabukicho. So, how safe could the general possibly be, hiding here?

“Is that so? I didn’t know. We just went out to sing, nothing else.” At this, Zhang Xiaofeng glanced around and realized Chen Song, who had been nearby, had slipped away unnoticed.

“You found it? Truly found it? The Bodhisattva’s spirit is manifest! The Bodhisattva’s spirit is manifest!” At this, Lu Shengli, wrapped in a robe, hurried out of the room, knelt down, and kowtowed on the spot.

Just as the two rushed forward, there were two splashes—Qin Hao leaped out from behind, his Wind and Sun Palm landing with crisp slaps on Niu Er and Niu San’s chests.

In the midst of speaking, he stepped forward; at the same time, Jiang Long’s palm shifted in the sky, and a surge of powerful elemental energy rose from his hand, radiating a searing heat.

She knew she had no room to grow at Dingxin Technologies. Yet such high-level training courses were bound to attract many corporate elites, including top management.

As expected, seeing his icy face, Shen Xingyue hesitated but no longer spoke of leaving.

Fang had just appeared, his swordplay following an unpredictable path, linking with the metallic intent of the heavenly tribulation—this was the “eye” realm, one of the six desires of cultivators, unleashed to the utmost in a blink.

The feeble nascent soul that had fled in panic was also absorbed by the will of the Vast Skysnow Sword above Gong Yang’s head, slowly merging into the dark mist above his crown.

Li Weiwei caught herself, sliding back two steps and leaving twin dents in the bluestone floor.

My relationship with Mother Lin wasn’t close; she felt more like a distant relative than family. I simply followed her words, keeping my distance, but she never made things difficult for me—after all, her manners were impeccable.

Once war broke out with the undead, it would become clear—as the great battle of Bloodmist City had already proved.

But what awaited him was a kick from the sky—Bai Kun dropped straight down, his foot stomping Han Hailan’s delicate face, driving his head deep into the ground.

At that moment, a squad of dispatched beastmen soldiers returned, reporting that the overlord of the undersea world, Ao Guang, had been slain. The dragon soldiers claimed it was the work of Li Zhiyuan, and that he had already left for a folded space.