Chapter 98: Damp Shoes in the Field

Xiao Ran’s pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and the change in his eyes was also noticed by Reynard, further confirming the latter’s suspicions.

Tristan nodded. “It was the same at the beginning of the battle with the giants,” he said.

Every night, a self-styled “Masked Night” would ride through Chaoge City, punishing evildoers with a swift and silent justice. This mysterious figure never spoke a word, only apprehended criminals and left them at the police station’s doorstep, along with a card bearing a black rose.

In just half a month, he had risen from his initial seventh-tier professional rank, not only solidifying his cultivation but also nearing its peak. It was expected that within ten days, he might break through again and reach the eighth-tier professional realm.

The final possibility haunted me throughout the night. For the first time since leaving the Mithril Hall, I pondered all that Lannister Iskandar had to lose. I thought of the friends who had departed this world—Montly and Orlando—and of others I might never see again.

Months later, Lianhua Supermarket reopened, completely renovated, with what was once a single floor now transformed into two.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared, supreme and sharp, as if emerging from chaos and the fabric of time and space, splashing forth from the sea of temporal waves and engulfing the two temporal magic kings.

Huang Xie glanced again at Bai Hui, who was now simply walking toward a rocky shoal, gazing into the distance without issuing any commands to the fleet or ordering anyone ashore.

At this moment, with all family members asleep, the old dog clan butler handed Mrlak, who had just finished bathing, a glass of white wine.

Not only the living room, but many buildings had special spots designed specifically for spying.

He had thought Yang Xu had forced the villagers of the mountain stronghold to hand over the bodies of their kin, but now it seemed that was not the case.

“My appearance is quite ordinary; you might be disappointed,” said Sima Ji, feeling awkward as two grown men locked eyes, so he was the first to speak with humility, gesturing to invite the visitor into the tent.

“I came today to discuss a matter with Lady Zhonggong. I have decided to adjust the students in the capital; otherwise, they keep causing me trouble,” Sima Ji soothed Yang Xianrong before addressing the matter at hand.

What angered him was that Long Jiu always struck the same spot. He could feel two ribs already broken there; if that place was hit a few more times, he would be in grave danger.

From Lin Yi’s perspective, there was nothing to boast about, but since they wanted to talk, he let them have their say.

It made sense — the Lord of Dominion had just broken through; even though the Lord of Fate was stronger, how much stronger could he be?

Having settled the clerk, Ye Feng’s phone rang shortly after leaving Shen Luo.

The Wolf Arena lay about five li from the Spirit Beast Palace, situated near the southern city wall.

Murong Han dared to act thus, temporarily ignoring the Persian forces to the west, mainly because Sima Ji was close behind. He could risk it now, especially with the King of Yan as his safety net.

Thunder roared, rushing at imperial Ku’s location, as if to strike him down with a barrage of five thunderbolts and annihilate him in this universe.

She and Brother Yan turned away briefly, yet never had another chance.

The moment he sat down, he glanced subtly at the place touched, a faint, inscrutable expression flickering in his eyes.

Lu Mengfei resolved silently, then rushed to the computer desk to search for information on Ji Yanmo.

On the general’s platform, Mu Yucheng’s stunning and dignified face showed no emotion, but only she knew that the moment battle erupted, despite her strong confidence in Lu You, she couldn’t help but clench her fist slightly.

Why was it that the ancient sea spirit’s dramatic entrance was so flashy, while the elemental envoy’s was so plain?

“If you can’t understand, then don’t think about it. There will always be a way to solve it. Maybe not now, but perhaps later,” Lan Lian said softly.

The giant wolf appearing above Mount Taihang was the Jade Void Heavenly Wolf. Carrying the mandate of Kunlun’s Azure Cloud, it summoned that slumbering ancient figure!

“Dad, rest well, don’t say too much,” Gao Qing anxiously watched his father lying in bed.

Members of the Yuguang Sect had long infiltrated the surroundings, thinking that using stealth techniques would render them undetectable, but Yun Chi and Yun had already sensed their arrival.

The remaining twenty were mostly familiar faces: Mo Ya, Zhou Buyi, Liaoyuan, as well as Liu Qingyun and Zhong Lin from the Seven Star Sword Sect, along with several young elites from the East Sea Dragon Court.

Bing Zhi Mengran sighed deeply, while thousands of kilometers away inside the “Blood Battle Society” incense hall, everyone held their breath listening to Fang Zhan’s phone call.

“Then where do we go? If what you say is true, we can’t go back to the hotel. Who knows if it’s filled with traps?” Thomas said with a forced tone.

Meanwhile, Governor Zuo Qiu Yuan, Southern Domain United Army Commander Han Ding, and others sent messages reporting that the security situation in all major regions was improving. Especially in the south, where the rampaging barbarian beasts had fled into the Wild Secret Realm, the Southern Domain United Army’s defense prevented them from wreaking havoc, making the situation the best it had been.

Sleepwalking was a familiar term even to those who hadn’t witnessed it—where a person rises and performs activities during sleep, then lies down again, waking with no memory of their actions.

They had been walking for half a day but found no useful clues. It felt as if this haunted labyrinth had no end—yet this also proved that this place was undoubtedly built by a divine being.

An elder and a child nestled together. Yang Ming did not disturb them; he went outside, sat at the earthen house’s doorway, and fell into a deep sleep.

Huang Xiaotian fought the monster alone, somewhat struggling, but with a fifty-person team, the situation would be entirely different.