Chapter 126: Arriving Late, the Archfiend Is Destroyed

“I nearly forgot—perhaps this time Pan Feng’s poison will fall upon her.” Liu He suddenly brimmed with hope for the system and immediately ordered a courteous invitation to the Golden Blade Saintess.

“All right, we’ll discuss matters later. Your sister-in-law just disembarked and is coming this way. She’s a bit tired, so we’ll head back first,” Xu Cheng said to Ye Xiu, then took Lin Chuxue’s hand and left.

After these days of growing familiar with Hao Er, he realized that his creation of Aili was purely a stroke of luck.

Agitated, the scarred man’s attacks suddenly grew fierce, wildly swinging waves of blade energy at Ling Tian, who still effortlessly dodged them.

Yazi was stunned. She lowered her head, her once vibrant voice now tinged with disappointment and melancholy.

Cang Li’s face brightened with surprise. Li Xing’s words implied a willingness to help him, to assist his lord.

Though Naruto’s training was fraught with hardship, fortunately, he never gave up and persisted in his practice, which brought great comfort to Jiraiya.

Commanding thousands of fierce beast soldiers and wielding weather-altering sorcery, King Mulu was supremely confident in this battle. His only thought was whether Guan Yu would flee; defeat was never considered.

“You shall kneel to no one from now on, not even me,” Li Xing said sternly.

Under this overwhelming aura, whether shackled, carefree, or meditative, whether a lofty sage or a powerless commoner, all felt a deep oppression pressing down on their very souls.

Lin Xuan planned to explore the Alchemy Tower to find a hidden spot where he could open a spatial wormhole leading directly into the tower’s star domain.

The students whispered among themselves. In their eyes, Cheng Yi stepping onto the podium was like heading to the execution ground—with only one possible outcome: a humiliating death.

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For all this, the Demon Mountain Moon merely observed. With the Tanzhou army behind him, he said nothing. After the initial welcome, the monks of the Hanging Temple remained silent, unwilling to engage unless absolutely necessary.

“They’ll come after me; surely there’ll be a fight today,” Tang Han thought, wishing to avoid conflict. Fighting every day was no way to live. Yet, looking at the others, if he didn’t fight now, there was no other choice.

Lu Xi gently stroked Song Yanxi’s hair with pity. If he were to assign blame, it was more his fault—he had failed to protect her, allowing her to suffer such harm.

Song Yanxi wasn’t a heavy drinker, but by the end she was dizzy, her gaze hazy as she rested her head on the table, seemingly full of unspoken words she could not voice.

Frowning, Song Yanxi’s mind raced with reasons, yet when she met Lu Xi’s gaze, her mind went blank, and no words came out.

“Of course, Your Highness, I trust you. As for the truth and how to handle this matter, we shall wait for the imperial physician’s examination of Lin Yue before deciding. Then, you may confront Lin Yue and expose her lies,” the emperor’s eyes were unfathomably dark.

As they approached the detention room, Wang Bao casually pulled a phone from his jacket pocket. By protocol, detainees must surrender all belongings, but Wang Bao openly carried his phone. Clearly, his influence was great—some officers dared not confront him, or perhaps were complicit.

Then, Sikong Qiang used invisibility to leave the battlefield temporarily, appearing near Rou’er. Pointing his Dragon Guard sword at her, he quietly chanted a spell to use the Revival Technique—to resurrect a comrade.

The Shadowed One possessed the ability to alter disguise attributes at will, strong or weak, aided by demonic servants. Its power equaled one-third that of the Shadowed One.

In his memory, Lü Bu was known only for unmatched valor, lacking other remarkable qualities.

“You forgot—though he looks about thirty, he’s actually around sixty,” Chi Jing calmly reminded.

“Done! Too easy!” Stark snorted disdainfully, tossing his glasses aside as he watched the plague securely trapped in the protective net.

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This great wisdom, without modesty, could be compared to that eccentric Sheldon in certain respects.

Returning to his room to play games, he hesitated to push open the door now, feeling that doing so would mean losing something precious.

“When there’s no rice in the pot, you won’t go out to work but just sit and wait for meat to fall from the sky?” Chi Jing said.

“Exactly! Bai Yunfei, what you’ve got is given freely! Just keep it!” Jing Hong said candidly.

“Did you find any useful information?” After tucking the photo into his inner pocket, Master Li suddenly remembered the matter at hand.

They observed each sorcerer’s prediction process, then chose the master who seemed most accurate before sitting before them, engaging in a Q&A, nodding or frowning as appropriate.

“She sang a bit in the bar and ran into fans, so she had a few more drinks,” Jiang Qi didn’t mention any fights.

Then they searched the other four, confiscating their spatial pouches and suspected storage artifacts.

Young Master Wan effortlessly tied his four opponents in midair and threw them to the ground. With his mid-Spirit Fusion cultivation, none of them could match him as if they were mere mortals challenging a peerless warrior like Jun Yan.

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