Volume 1, Chapter 63: Three Days' Time, the Emperor Is About to Awaken

After finishing his drink, Xie Xingzhi noticed that the bowl of congee in front of Jiang Yutang remained completely untouched.

"Forget each other in the rivers and lakes, forget each other in the rivers and lakes." Su Chenyang muttered to himself, his eyes lifeless, as if the person singing in the song was none other than himself.

However, his hands and feet were tightly bound. To escape, the prerequisite was to untie the ropes. He struggled for a long time without managing to loosen them at all—these bastards had tied him up far too securely.

Every time one breaks through to a new tier of cultivation, it imparts a sensation as though the spiritual field within that realm possesses boundless, infinite space.

"Let's skip the drinking; getting a good night's sleep is the most sensible thing to do." Wang Jinjin wore a smile on his face. He had also been exhausted beyond measure these past few days, but with no other choice, he simply had to persevere.

Carried by spiritual energy, his voice reached even the outermost students with crystal clarity. Everyone froze in astonishment—what on earth did the referee mean by this?

"I have no idea where I am, but I am exceedingly clear on where I am heading!" Northern Realm Boundless comforted himself with a mocking, self-deprecating air.

Upon hearing Old Liu's account, Sun Yipeng immediately suspected that Liu Yang was behind the matter. Without overthinking, he directly called Ninety-Six, asking him to take some people over to the construction site first. And the root of the disaster lay entirely with Ninety-Six.

Chu Yuan felt as though he was no longer in any particular rush to deploy the flying ship. His anticipation regarding the function of the final array diagram had grown extraordinarily intense. As for being soaked in seawater, that was a trifle he no longer cared about.

With a soft chuckle, Chu Yuan slipped his hand into his tunic and made a show of rummaging around before producing a handful of crystal coins from the Five Elements Ring. A rough count revealed no fewer than fifty-five of them.

Xiao Yan had not shown his face since morning, and perhaps he had not been in the county magistrate's manor since last night! Where he was right now remained unknown, but where he had gone was easy to guess.

The flaming long saber trembled violently as azure light erupted from its surface. Like a heavenly blade, it tore the void apart, causing countless flashes of lightning to be annihilated within the rift.

At a single glance, it was evidently an item of supreme rarity and preciousness—dazzling, alluring, radiant with flowing light, and breathtakingly exquisite.

He recalled the remark Chen彤珊 (Chen Tongshan) had previously exchanged with Zhu Yang; she had already leaked his itinerary upon arriving in Heishi to the investigation team.

Aizen merely lifted his gaze slightly to look upward, the corners of his lips curving upward as a smile touched his eyes, and spoke softly.

Seeing Li Feng produce a pill and insist that Gerald swallow it, the two Archmagi were filled with curiosity to the utmost degree, stopping just short of snatching the pill away to study it themselves.

"Dan of Yan is not only the Grand Master of the Mohist School but also the Crown Prince of the former state of Yan; his status and influence are extraordinary..." There was not a shred of emotional color in Ying Zheng's voice.

Caught completely off guard, Ying Zheng could only barely manage to dodge his vital organs. Yet the sword still pierced deeply into his body.

Fang Chong shifted the incantation gesture at his fingertips once more, causing the ancient bronze tripod to vibrate in tandem. A torrent of blade qi surged forth from within, slashing horizontally and vertically to shatter the black hole—derived from the vertical eye between Xu Ruogu's brows—into pieces. Following that, thousands of blades pressed forward with unstoppable momentum, charging together directly into his vertical eye.

"Demons possess varying degrees of strength; the weak ones can be slain even by a mortal, while the strong ones are adversaries that even innate divine beings cannot defeat, always requiring one to risk their life in battle just to seize a single glimmer of survival."

Haixuan and Yanxi exchanged glances. Though they refused to believe that the ugly creature could possibly possess a top-tier black crystal card, the look of profound shock on Yu Qing's face made it clear to them that the black card was genuine.

Seeing the crowd below raising objections one after another, Li Yunmu chuckled. He was no fool; he would never trade the power of faith to the Four Great Clans in exchange for resources. If he were to do that, the Four Great Clans would likely die of joy. The crowd gradually fell silent, waiting for him to speak.