Chapter 48: An'an's Parentage Becomes the Center of Attention

Second Aunt Lu Qin’s remark, "You never truly know what's in someone's heart, especially when they aren't your own flesh and blood," was like splashing a ladle of cold water into a pot of boiling oil.

With a sharp hiss, the entire dining table instantly erupted in chaos, and the atmosphere of hypocritical politeness vanished into thin air.

"Second Sister is right!" The third aunt slapped her thigh and immediately chimed in, her face plastered with a concern that seemed to say, "I'm only doing this for your own good." "Ah-Zhan, you're an honest and simple-hearted child, but people's minds are complex! Now this child is young, and whatever—"

That pair of bloody, lethal claws shattered directly into countless fragments of flesh. After all, Ye Huan was now a super-spacetime-level powerhouse; how could he possibly be directly subdued by the Apocalypse?

When the box was opened, gasps of astonishment rose from the crowd, for they saw that Nian Yushan's spirit stone had been smashed to pieces, whereas half of Lin Tian's spirit stone remained intact.

Before Han Xiao could even recover from his brief astonishment, Liang Anshi’s sword glare had already slashed down toward him. That terrifying and domineering six-pointed star hurtled straight at Han Xiao, looking as though it was about to strike him down.

"Heh heh, old friend, it's been a year. I've missed you deeply, so I've come to see you!!" Lin Feng flapped his demonic wings, hovering above the banquet hall and looking down with a condescending gaze.

As long as this apocalyptic era has not ended, sacrifices will never cease. Everyone is well aware of this, and everyone has experienced the agony of parting. It is precisely because of this that they are all willing to join the Human Allied Forces, solely to draw a definitive period to this doomsday.

Yin Xue had always been meticulous in her actions. Although this was her first time dealing with spirit stones, she handled them as smoothly and skillfully as a seasoned veteran.

At the head of the group was a woman draped in yellow gauze, possessing an exquisite face and cascading, waterfall-like dark hair, which left the surrounding male cultivators utterly entranced.

At that very moment, however, auspicious music resounded from outside the grand hall. When Luo Fang and the others stepped out to look, they discovered it was none other than the Queen Mother of the West, accompanied by Jiang Chen and Xingtian, arriving at Buzhou Fairy Mountain.

Just as Han Xiao finished circulating his cultivation technique and was preparing to sleep, he heard a flurry of chaotic footsteps echoing from outside the hall.

Even within these descriptions, the logical connections were growing increasingly tenuous and the word order more chaotic, making it impossible to discern what they were trying to convey.

Now that the city gates had fallen, many garrison soldiers were already overwhelmed, struggling to cope with the attacking tier-one and tier-two zombies.

Kuang Lang bade farewell to the Dragon King and returned to the Snake Clan. Having been away for eighty years, he felt a lingering fondness and nostalgia for home.

These were all practical items. For an alchemist, a cauldron was an exceptionally vital tool that played an undeniable role in enhancing the success rate, quantity, and quality of pills, holding an immense temptation for any practitioner of the craft.

Thus, until the transformation was complete, a substantial amount of true qi already flowed within his Dantian. He felt an unprecedented sense of comfort, yet also an unprecedented wave of exhaustion. Leaning powerlessly against the cave wall, he drifted into a deep sleep.

On the day her flight landed, Incheon Airport was packed to the brim with fans and media, creating a spectacle even grander than the day she had departed.

Lin Shiyue rarely saw her speak of a matter with such gravity, and she agreed to it with utmost earnestness.

"It is quite far. It will take at least fifteen days of walking to arrive." The "walking" they spoke of referred to traveling at full speed; even a deity realm practitioner would need fifteen days, which speaks volumes about the immense distance.

Kuang Lang examined his body and discovered that there was not a shred of immortal essence left within him, nor could he open his inner universe. He had no idea where he was, nor when he might be able to return to the Immortal Realm to see his family.

Consequently, neither Li Chengyong's martial artist bloodline nor his ability bloodline had been awakened, causing him to live much like a good-for-nothing.

Watching Gu Tingshen's childish behavior, Xia Youzhi didn't know what to say for a moment.

Elder Zheng of the Zheng family supposedly served in the Ministry of Rites in the capital. The household servants were unclear about his exact official rank or title, and Li Qisui had never deliberately inquired about it beforehand.