Chapter 63: Echoes Within the Deadlock

That voice sounded like music from heaven, resembling a pool of clear water that cleansed one's soul and brought a deep sense of comfort.

Xu Xiangmeng walked through the surging crowd of pedestrians, yet nothing entered her eyes; all the noisy clamor was shut out from her ears. Never before had she felt so acutely the cold indifference shown to her by Yeyang. Past coldness could be considered an inherent aloofness, but today's was a deliberate avoidance.

Yet even the Empress had not expected that Hongyan would come bearing a reward on behalf of Noble Consort Shouqi. Hongyan was the very last person who should be meeting Fuheng; others might not harbor intentional thoughts, but the Empress could not bear to see them appear together. She unhesitatingly instructed Hongyan to leave the congratulatory gifts, remarking that the Noble Consort's residence could not do without her presence, and urged her to return to Shoukang Palace early.

Ye Yang could not suppress his curiosity and craned his neck to look over, whereupon he truly beheld something astonishing.

Jiang Chen's tone was filled with determination, yet in their view, the words spoken by Jiang Chen were nothing short of rebellious heresy.

She was currently at odds with Jin Hengyuan, the anger still raging in her heart. Such a conflict could not be dispelled in a moment, yet at this very time, she happened to run into his mother. To make matters worse, his mother attempted to act all familiar with her.

However, the outcome of this battle was already doomed to be irreversible. Edward fell before he could even get close to Lu Mi—a common scene when warriors fought against mages, treated like kites being played by the opponent until all their strength was exhausted, leaving them completely helpless thereafter.

Jing Xiyue was unaware that as she stared at the man in cyan robes, another person was radiating an aura of intense cold, forcing those nearby to back away by several paces.

"Boom, rumble..." Instantly, the ground within a radius of a hundred li began to tremble violently. Terror appeared in the eyes of everyone present. Unaware of what had happened, they all turned their gazes toward the direction of the back mountain of Yunxi No. 1 High School.

None of them knew Jiang Chen's true strength. Believing that he had not undergone the Great Annihilation, they figured no matter how powerful he might be, there was a limit to it. Thus, everyone made no secret of their murderous intent toward Jiang Chen.

All things are born imbued with spiritual energy. Since the spiritual energy in this vicinity had been gathered away by the Spirit-Gathering Banner, all living things in other parts of the Great Marsh naturally withered away.

The night grew late, and the moon slowly revealed its bright, pristine light, illuminating the earth. Over at the teachers' dormitories on the other side of the academy, a completely different scene unfolded. Everyone was dead drunk; One-Armed Xuanyuan was holding a wine cup, while beside him, Ya'er draped her arm around his, laughing and chatting merrily with some of the old-timers.

Hearing Yunmu's consecutive questions, those around him were startled once again. Clearly, the amount of information contained in these questions was simply too massive for them to digest all at once.

Above the island, when the Liangzhou Ding descended directly over the head of the Wuji Ghost King, it was desperately blocked by the latter. Both parties felt a powerful rebound force, plunging them into a momentary stalemate.

After finishing his words, Qin Feng cast a playful gaze around. He looked at the people dining nearby—there were not even a hundred of them in total. Lin Tian shook his head; money was not an issue, and whatever sum was required, he, Lin Tian, could certainly afford it. But five hundred people—where on earth was he supposed to scrape together five hundred people for him?

Even so, he still felt that several treasures within the golden pagoda required taking along. Take that Emerald Bamboo of the Southern Heavens, for instance; after decades of cultivation and the expenditure of infinite energy, how could it be easily parted with? Moreover, in Cheng Chengxun's plan, this item served a tremendously important purpose.

Lan'er felt only a chilling sensation on her face, followed by a trace of pain. Although the blade had not yet pierced her skin, resting it against her face made her acutely aware that the pain was returning. Terrified, Lan'er closed her eyes.

Many people could already imagine the scenario where Yunmu, provoked, would recklessly challenge Mi Dan and subsequently be beaten into a severe state by him, seeing as Mi Dan was undoubtedly no Xin Ruoshan.

In reality, the giant ape supporting the sun moments ago was not a true transformation form, but merely a strange portent that manifested after the awakening of the profound spirit.

I could see nothing clearly amidst the thick smoke, so I had to cast a spell, opening my spiritual sight to search meticulously through every nook and cranny of the ruins, hoping to find some things that had not yet burned to ashes.

Li Yuanqing once again retrieved the ghost of Hua Danlian from his body, asking her the exact same question.

After another stick of incense's time, Mufeng finished examining the five weapons of the lower-grade immortal artifact level, all of which were offensive and auxiliary magical treasures.

Su Ning rubbed his eyes, terrified that he might be seeing things. Could this really be true? How long had Mufeng even been in the Heavenly Thunder Sect?

Xie Changheng stared fixedly at Xie Changjing. The saying "enemies meeting each other ignite an extra flash of red in their eyes" perfectly described the two of them at this moment.

Zeyuan looked closely at the heavenly mark on Ruoli's forehead, sensing it seemed somewhat different from before. If one did not observe carefully, it would indeed be hard to notice.

Sure enough, the person in his arms started, and Moyu Jingchen smiled even more deeply. He had to make her accustomed to his intimacy.

Walking past this section crawling with creepy-crawlies, crossing that ditch, they arrived at a dry, elevated ridge.

Beneath the brilliant light, the man's handsome, well-defined facial features appeared as flawless as jade carvings. The curve of his lips, combined with his fierce and noble aura, made him look all the more majestic and noble, like a deity descended from the heavens.