Chapter 105: Another Peach Blossom Falls

The monstrous beasts stood on either side, leaving a clear path in the middle.

Seeing this, Lan Yujiao activated his profound energy, his right hand instantly transforming into a sharp blade that came crashing down. The aura of the great cultivation realm expert dissipated abruptly, and the surrounding circle of trees toppled like a tide. At the same time, the heavens roared above and below…

Breaking the boundaries of the Underworld, he wielded power surpassing even the Death God. Yet, every portion of power he used was permanently lost; the replenishment was never proportional to the release. Within the Abyss of the Undead, the ghostly energy was first to be given to the Ghost Clown, while Spirit Lord absorbed just enough to maintain form.

It seemed the Spirit of the Dragon Vein sensed something too. The gaze directed at Lu Fei even carried a faint plea. Seeing such a look, Lu Fei’s heart surged with joy.

Therefore, Li Dian’s furious soul must be a form of “guidance.” This guidance not only allowed Li Dian to execute seemingly impossible attacks under impossible circumstances but also seemed to keep his body perpetually balanced.

He did not comprehend the principle that those who follow the Dao gain support, while those who stray lose it; thus, he could only pay the price of blood for his impulsiveness.

A strike pierced through the chest of the Dark Dao Lord. His corpse remained relatively intact, but the remnants of the Berserker Dao Lord were worthless. After all, his body was severed in two, and his skull shattered—irreparable, as a Dao Lord’s body was no ordinary one.

Within the Great Thunder Sound Temple, the eyes of the Tathagata Buddha suddenly snapped open. His golden pupils flickered with a cold ruthlessness, veiling a tumultuous fury buried deep within.

As if the heavens and earth were being split open, a thunderclap exploded. The sky seemed to be swept by a sudden tempest, scattering vast swaths of color. The clouds shifted and changed; in a mere three breaths, it felt as though a dozen days had passed. Space began to stabilize, all the strange pressures that had weighed on Lu Ning during his closed-eye meditation dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

When the Gao Yun troops arrived at Qiao County’s western gates, Kong Zhou’s reinforcements had long since reached there. They had established two camps on either side of Qiao County, each housing ten thousand soldiers, forming a tripartite alliance, each ready to support the others.

“You wooden head,” Liu Feng rolled his eyes sharply at Lu Fei’s obliviousness to the mood, then hurriedly chased after the direction the Spirit Cat had fled. Meanwhile, the Savage Bear charged ahead even faster.

Ma Long anxiously activated the immortal energy within his body, beginning to channel the ability of the Continuation Technique.

By the third day of their stay, on the afternoon of that day, a colossal “apartment” flew over, targeting the den of iniquity—a place of gambling, prostitution, and debauchery—right across from the hotel where Gu Qiu and Xie Yu resided.

Back at the Yu family villa, Henry, whom Da Bao saw every day, was naturally there. What was rare was that Wang Mingyang was absent; he said he was going home to catch up on sleep and might sleep until dusk.

In recent years, overseas mafia forces from European countries and elsewhere had been steadily encroaching on their territory, making life increasingly difficult for the Bayern faction. However, this also spurred them to expand their strength to avoid being squeezed out by emerging powers.

Ignoring her warnings, Ma Long almost forgot about this matter. Indeed, it had been some time.

After the kitchen delivered the meal, Lu Mingxuan and Lu Mingfu finished eating, and with nothing else to do, the two sisters sat by the brazier in the hall, chatting idly while sewing.

What I did not see was that just as I abandoned the thought of killing, Yelü Yarong, resting on my arm, softly smiled with cherry lips before drifting back into a deep sleep.

Of course, the Ghost Fire Demon was the sole heir of a famed Thai boxing family, trained in Muay Thai since childhood. His entire family were masters, making his skills incomparable. Moreover, he had devoted himself wholly to Muay Thai, free of distractions, having perfected the art to its utmost.