Chapter 1180: Destruction Avenue

At the moment of realization, Chen Mobai finally saw a portal.

He didn't know what great dao lay beyond this portal. The great daos he had already comprehended, whether related to the Pure Yang Scroll or recorded in the One Yuan Dao Scripture, were all silent at this moment, showing no reaction.

This meant that what lay beyond the portal was not something he had yet comprehended.

Chen Mobai had a faint suspicion in his heart, and the spirit of the Lingxiao Immortal Armor suddenly...

The two considered him a friend, and leaving without a word would be truly unkind. The difficulty was that he didn't know how to contact them, so in the end, he had no choice but to give up.

“Let’s talk,” he said with surprising calm. His lean, handsome face was covered with a layer of solid ice, devoid of any expression save for indifference.

“Captain, we have completed the mission,” three soldiers said as they approached Mani.

“If you don’t want me to know, then I won’t know. However, we cannot remain in Tiandu any longer.” His gestures were fluid, but unfortunately, his face still bore that indifferent expression.

I must uncover Viper's secret; only then will it be fair. The secret of the demonic marks on my body will never be known.

“I feel amazing, like I could cut a hole in the sky!” Hei Zi and the others, wearing their reinforced equipment, wielded their massive Dragon-Slaying Sabers. They had only just learned the names of their equipment from Xu Feng Kong.

Once its approval is gained and its power utilized, it might truly be possible to tear open the Primal Chaos Realm of the Chaos Dao Sovereign, thereby rescuing the trapped Revered Cang Qiong, Revered Zhu Zhao, Sword Master Bai Heng, Sword Master Chang Hong, and Sword Master You Ying.

Sikong Ming immediately stepped forward and placed down each of these empty crystal stones, ultimately using a total of eighteen.

Seeing their captain leading the charge, the other sailors also mustered their courage and went forward to cut the rope.

Zhou Ke'er hadn't expected Feng Xin to be so vigilant, not falling for the trap. However, she wasn't discouraged; in fact, the more vigilant Feng Xin was, the more determined Zhou Ke'er became to make her call her 'sister'.

Ning Zhan forcefully halted his forward momentum, and then an ancient long sword at his waist instantly unsheathed, appearing with an intensely dazzling glow.

His heart meridian was already injured. Even with the aid of miraculous elixirs and heavenly treasures, he wouldn't be able to recover for at least half a year to a year. How could he possibly clash head-on with Tie Zhan and the others now? Gritting his teeth in silent resentment, he fiercely swiped his mourning staff across the sky, tearing open a rift, and directly entered it.

While Nangong Ling was bathing, Shan Ya prepared some snacks and brought them outside Long Aoxue's room. The door was locked, so she began to knock. Perhaps awakened by the knocking, the person inside sounded a bit impatient.

The stronger one's soul, the stronger their premonitions about future or past events, and the higher the accuracy.

The entrance was desolate. The moving company was loading furniture from the hotel suites onto trucks in batches, and staff members were settling their wages one by one. Did it look like they were closing down for good? If she remembered correctly, Tianshan Yaju was a Japanese hotel chain with a consistently good reputation in the Chinese market. Why would it close so suddenly?

Of the Demonic Sect's three tenth-rank powers, two had actually arrived here. What exactly were they here for?

Unfortunately, while the dragon's breath was powerful, there was too great a disparity in cultivation between Li Jing and the Thunder Eel Patriarch. Although the lightning pillar's might was less than half of its full strength, it still forcefully scattered the dragon's breath and struck him, slamming him violently against the cave wall behind him and sending rubble showering down.

Ning Dao covered his face, utterly at a loss for words. Bai Ma Xuan Yun was simply too shameless. Bai Yun had clearly never encountered such a man and was momentarily unsure how to respond.

“You're just too kind-hearted, like my naive younger sister; you'll be easily deceived by others!” Although he felt that Young Master Leng, the second son of the Leng family, might not be as sinister and venomous as Leng Hanxiao, he was still a member of the Leng family and would naturally handle things for them.

Being located in the suburbs, the construction units there were all rushing against time. Although winter had arrived, such a concept barely existed in the southern climate; construction proceeded normally at all other times, except during unusual weather.

The great toad let out two "wa-wa" wails of agony. Its massive belly had been torn open, and its intestines spilled out. The great toad roared twice in fury, its eyes fixed on Li Zhichen, then it leaped fiercely, its tongue extending to coil around him.

“If Mo Yu and Chan Yun are truly behind this, then this journey still holds many dangers.” A trace of worry inevitably appeared in Mo Long's expression. Ying Ling had mentioned several points, but he only remembered this one.

“Come, Ouyang, try this tea. This is top-grade Honey Sun Silk tea that I, your uncle, had a friend bring back from abroad,” Wang Di said, handing the cup to Ouyang.

Chi Yun watched Yan Qinchang. Although Yan Qinchang was speaking to him, his gaze was actually directed at Chu Xinyun. It was widely known that this Miss Chu was the Prince's beloved.

“Mother, why is Yu'er so stubborn? I've already had three children; it's so easy for me. Why does she have so many tricks up her sleeve?” Madam Lin said, stroking her belly with a bewildered expression.

A man emerged from the great ship's cabin. He was as round as a sphere, his face covered in pockmarks, and a thin mustache adorned his upper lip. It was precisely Zhuang Yan, the second manager of the Seventy-Two Merchant Houses of Jiangnan. Shangguan Yun recognized the man and was overjoyed. He concealed himself to avoid being discovered by Zhuang Yan.

“Father, I’m a father myself now. Can’t you change this habit of yours?” Chen Yun protested boldly.

The other party harbored reservations, but Shangguan Yun chose not to expose them. Cupping his hands, he smiled, “Manager Lu is vigorous in old age; I truly admire that. Shangguan Yun is content with Brother Zheng’s company. Manager Lu, please make yourself at home.” With that, he proceeded into the cabin.

Having no other option, Wang Di stood on the steps and waved to the media. “Ladies and gentlemen of the media, I have good news: the assailant has turned himself in. Thank you for your concern, thank you...” He then pushed his way through the crowd and got into the police car.

Seeing Wen Yukou still frowning, Wen Chengying approached and gently flicked her smooth, jade-like forehead with his finger.

“Yan Wu, get out of my way! I don’t need your interference!” Drunken Xiaoyao dodged, bypassing Yan Wu, and continued towards Xing Yunji.

For a clumsy person, this sudden enlightenment regarding emotions might just be a growth in their mindset.

But at that moment, a black aura, difficult to perceive with the naked eye, emerged from the deceased Gu Qiufeng's body and attached itself to Chen Yun.

The situation in Northern Qi was temporarily settled. Yan Canglan issued an imperial decree for Rong Lian to personally lead troops to guard Northern Qi and incorporate its surrendered soldiers. Ye Mei took over the administration of Northern Qi to stabilize its reputation.