Chapter 61: The Root Within the Anbu

Some were tending to their injuries while others foraged for food. Reia lowered his head and said, "Aisinger hasn't been revived for long before getting injured again. His condition is poor. I'm going to look for some herbs for him; perhaps they might help..." Filled with guilt and unease, I naturally insisted on going along, so the five members of the God of War Alliance, along with Shadow Stalker and Lant, set off with me to search for the medicinal herbs.

Protected by his powerful sacred wings, the Lord of the Demon Realm moved with complete ease, scattering our forces like loose sand. His skills possessed immense lethality and destructive power, and everyone was severely overdrawn physically. If a critical hit were to land at this moment, not even the reincarnation of Hua Tuo could save them.

Most of Ling Ziwei's concentration was focused on Xiao Yang, making her far less spiritually sensitive than Ye Qinghua, the newly advanced Heavenly Dao Realm expert, at this moment.

"Silly girl, this isn't the first time you've left your master! When did you learn to start sniffling?"

The third senior brother was not surprised when she dodged his palm strike. Following closely behind, he unleashed another palm, and this strike was far more ferocious and devastating than the previous one.

"Boss, they've spotted us. Open fire!" One of Xie Kun's subordinates shouted to him upon seeing Yang Long and the others suddenly disperse.

Amidst the swirling snow, staggering and unsteady, he pulled a hemp rope dragging a coffin, walking step by step toward the distance—toward a home whose location he did not even know.

"Blood Fiend?" Xu Yixuan asked in surprise. "I actually wanted to ask about matters within the school, but I didn't know that thing was called a Blood Fiend. Still, I have to admit, it's a catchy name." Xu Yixuan smiled.

With that thought in mind, why these people would want to refine a Blood Fiend remained entirely unknown. Aside from wishing to exact revenge on society, Xu Yixuan truly could not think of any other reason.

With the addition of Zhang Yuanxin to the Bio-Agricultural Group, Fang Chen felt as though he had gained powerful assistants, operating with effortless ease. For many projects, he only needed to give a general outline, and Zhang Yuanxin along with Wu Zishan would handle the execution of the details, leaving Fang Chen with virtually nothing to worry about.

After chatting briefly with everyone, he took his leave and departed from the place. This meeting served as a farewell, and by the next day, Zhao Wuji would likely be leaving this location.

Cape still wanted to rage—just what kind of person dared to conjure up a wall like this to block his line of sight? However, the people around him were staring wide-eyed in astonishment.

It took Su Wanbai a long time to collect her wits, and she wanted to ask for more details, but by the time she chased her way into Ye Tian's bedroom, that fellow had already unceremoniously flopped onto his own bed and fallen soundly asleep.

As her voice trailed off, Qin Yao made the first move. With her ten fingers pointing at one another, the very arena seemed to undergo a transformation.

The Prince of Qin announced the victory of Yang Xiao. Leisurely and with an arrogant demeanor, he rode his warhorse back into the arena at the head of the troops.

The blood within this river of blood clearly originated from humans. No one could have imagined that Michen had silently killed so many people and refined them into such a river of blood.

Yet while such technology sounded simple, researching it in practice was indescribably complex. No matter how clever a machine was or how formidable its computational power, it ultimately lacked that tiny spark of divine insight, lacking a touch of living spirit.

In an instant, two fiercely skilled generals launched a campaign against the equally formidable Han Xifan, instantly bringing a bustling liveliness to the city walls!

Enduring the foul stench, the Winged Fire Snake lowered his cloud and perched on a persimmon tree. Looking at the rotten persimmons covering the mountains and plains, he found nowhere to even set his foot down. Deciding against it, he shook his body and revealed his true form—a giant red-scaled python, slithering across the hill slopes piled high with rotting persimmons.

If they had a clear conscience, why not capture the opponent alive and send them over? The only reason to kill them before sending the body back was the fear that the other party might expose the prior communications between the two families.

Lin Yan looked around and discovered that the massive shooting range was left with only himself. Incorporating the footwork of the Tai Chi Mental Art into his movement, his speed instantly more than doubled, and his figure took on a somewhat illusory quality.

Shen Wei let out a sneer. If she didn't know better, she might think Master Pang missed her so much. Missing her grain supplies coupled with working her to the bone like an ox or a horse was the real truth.

He knew that the pseudo-cultivators under his command were no match for the young man before him, leaving him with no choice but to make a move himself.

If Primordial Lord of Heaven and the Lord of Numinous Treasure were detached from the world and capable of enduring humiliation, Bodhisattva Guanyin might actually believe it. Supreme Master Laozi? His own divine statue had been pushed into a latrine, and he could actually swallow that insult?

Judging by the enthusiasm of the immortal cultivators within Lingling City today for his "showing-off" brand cigarettes, the first stop of this plan to sell cigarettes in large quantities within the Spirit Realm would be set right here in Lingling City.

Mount Lie indeed lived up to his innate divine strength; his fist wind was fierce, and Duobao's Daoist robe fluttered wildly in response. Yet, despite the seemingly grandiose momentum of that punch landing on Duobao's body, Mount Lie's immediate reaction was that he felt as though he had struck a block of iron, jarring his fist and causing a dull ache.

Boom, boom, boom! The battle among the five sages had progressed to a point where all restraint was cast aside. In an instant, the figures of the five sages shuttled back and forth without restriction across the Primordial World, and wherever they passed, countless living beings were reduced to ashes, and countless magnificent rivers and mountains were turned into barren wastes.

Shen Yunqing stepped forward two steps helplessly. Xiao Beilin, worried that he might affect Shen Qingcheng, reluctantly released his hand and watched the receding figures of Shen Qingcheng and Murong Wuxia.

Therefore, people in the pugilistic world would rather offend the Bright Eight Gates than touch the majesty of the Dark Eight Gates.

Gesturing as she spoke, "Second Sister, Eldest Brother, I'm heading out first to see if I can bag some wild pheasants or hares," she dashed off without waiting for a reply.

"It's just that there's a residence in the county where some grain is stored. I'd like to donate it, hoping it can be of some small help to these disaster victims," Zhang Shu-jun said.

The term "cheat" was something she had heard from Song Ning. Although she didn't know what it meant, using it here fit inexplicably well.

"Alright, your families are growing impatient. If you don't go out now, they might just dismantle the ancestral hall," Shen Ce said.