Chapter 27: Dark Past

Fang Tianmu, disturbed and no longer interested in watching the night sky, exerted force with his hand and pushed Mu Ziyun toward the other side of the doorway. Mu Ziyun leaned against the doorframe, suspiciously watching the figure that had not yet disappeared from his sight. He saw the figure turn, pause for a few moments, and then immediately melt back into the moonlight.

The words of that person echoed in my heart, reminding me once again of the reason I set out to sea, and of my hometown—Datyang City.

Yi Yi and Wu Ge Yunxing held Wang Lingwei, trying to comfort her, while Liu Xian, Zhao Ji, and others pulled at Zhao Xiaofeng and Wang Deguang to calm them.

Swimming beneath the boat, I indeed saw the monster ramming its head against the hull. Rhine approached it from behind with a harpoon, and when the creature paid no attention, she suddenly thrust the weapon at its foot.

Yi Fenglin dared not complain, nor had the energy to do so; he poured all his strength into holding the gourd tightly. Elder Fei saw his distress and let out a mocking laugh. He said to Elder Feng, “Old Feng, don’t dawdle—just be straightforward.”

The moment Qin Yue entered, she naturally noticed Qi Hao, which was why she chose a seat closer to his table.

“Yes, sir!” The stable-hand, eager and bustling, hurried toward the stables at the Jinglang Inn.

Karl stood nearly two meters tall, powerfully built, his skin not the fair shade of a typical Westerner but rather resembling that of a mixed-race Black man.

The crystal cloud took physical form, the Great Dao manifested—this was the Ninefold Separation Gate. Once through, everywhere shone with mysterious brilliance, a fusion of crystal energy and stone walls; crystal light penetrated, stone was reborn, creating an ancient marvel unmatched through the ages.

Duan Tianya let out a heavy sigh. After a deep breath, his steps in pursuit of Chanji became much steadier.

Comparing Zhao Xier’s loving kindness and innocence, Li Lingfeng realized how impatient and opportunistic he had been. He had thought Zhao Xier’s actions were merely to claim the priceless plum blossom painting for herself, but he was wrong. The anger she had stirred in his chest vanished completely.

Snow Princess truly could not understand what Yun Zhen was doing. Just as she was about to stop watching, the entire Realm of Sorrow became restless.

Gao Pian ordered everyone to withdraw from the Raozhou region. The loyal bones left on the ground, soaked and ruined by rain, were ignored. The atmosphere within the city was so oppressive that it felt impossible to survive there. Before leaving, Yun Zhen couldn’t help but glance back at the city walls; immediately, a chill pierced through his body, his eyes reddened, but he could not shed a tear.

Had he not received Zhao Xier’s help and reminders this time, perhaps even after exhausting a lifetime of effort, he could not have pieced together the health manuscript, which had been shattered into hundreds and thousands of fragments.

Neither the Illusory Mind Technique nor the Thunder Lock of Nine Nether Bright Heavens was deployed; this battle was meant to evoke the feeling of twenty years ago, only now the stage was set in the sky.

Looking at Xuanyuan Sanfeng in confusion, both human and animal curiosity and thirst for knowledge converged in their gazes.

Meng Hanguang insisted on burying his brothers at the foot of the mountain. Yun Zhen, though unwilling, quickly realized the whole land was now broken. Their heroic spirits were bound to Tongguan, so he could not refuse and reluctantly agreed.

To determine the dynasty this garment originated from, one must first identify the decorative patterns on it.

The Illusory Mind Technique, through the formation, transmitted the Divine Will of the Emperor—a truly astonishing feat. The Five Element Spiritual Fire Array could not be moved; those five beasts perished within the Soul Summoning Banner.

The mission demanded strict adherence to the scheduled arrival time at the destination, leaving no room for a major like him from the Hague Battle Team to break his promise.

“Did Shao Zifeng not come?” Jiang Kairan asked as he entered, not knowing the two by name, so he spoke to them directly.

“Foolish mortal, you will regret this!” Though it was Lan Xin who spoke, Ye Wudao knew it was not Lan Xin, but something that controlled her.

Last time at the Lingwu Marsh, it sensed the energy that would allow it to break from its shell, contained within Heavenly Lake.

Du Yuan, Dr. Qu has entered. The ancestral ceremonial hall of Kong Town was filled with townsfolk; only those afflicted with the strange illness were gathered here. Kong Xing, Zhong Guang, and Bu Rong were all present, busily attending to the situation.

Chen Ting rode her horse onto the racetrack, and the Black Fox was right beside her. Chen Ting couldn’t help but glance at the Black Fox, seeing it pawing at the ground with its front hooves—a sign of excitement.

“Captain, if that’s the case, should we disguise ourselves as enemy troops, sneak in, and blow up the runway first? That way, their planes can’t take off, and we can deal with the airport guards afterward,” a subordinate suggested.

The personal maid of the Fish Clan Princess answered, “Yes, young hero!” She turned and hurried back to the princess’s chamber.

“Yanxi, what’s going on?” Jiang Kairan frowned. Seeing Liu Xin made him somewhat unhappy; whatever his intentions, he was trouble, no doubt.

Several cybersecurity engineers frantically tapped at their keyboards, the atmosphere in the “Are You Hungry Yet?” tech department thick with an intangible sense of battlefield tension.

Yet this was not the most terrifying part. Behind him, a raging storm of fire swept forth, the explosive flames seeming intent on destroying everything.

Even though her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s, it was still clear she was calling softly—ever since a moment ago, she had been murmuring the name Xiao Gucheng. What had Xiao Gucheng given her, to make her remember him so obsessively?

Tang Zinuo stared, wide-eyed, refusing to accept his brother’s rejection. Judging by his posture, if his brother didn’t agree, he would charge straight ahead and go talk to the president himself.