Chapter 74: Well Done, Third Brother

But ever since the Patriarch Tianming set foot upon the mortal world for the first time in centuries, the Old Immortal emerged from the Inner Domain of the Horizon after countless years, and the Immortal of White Clouds reached the pinnacle of Unity and departed the Misty Valley, the fate of the world was already sealed.

Bai Ying nodded in satisfaction and smiled, “Do not tell Wu Wei about this. Just say you’re going to fight a victorious battle against the Ning Kingdom. If he asks anything more, say nothing at all, understood?” Bai Ying knew she could only deceive Tian Da; if it were Leng Wu Wei, he would be a much more difficult opponent.

Yet, Lin Hao, heedless of all else, ignored the scorching heat, the radiation, the dangers. With great effort and hardship, he crawled toward his goal.

A ripple shivered through the air as the Old Immortal’s figure suddenly appeared, eyes gleaming with a fervent light, staring hungrily at Mu Feng, almost drooling with anticipation.

Brimming with confidence, perhaps “the newborn calf fears no tiger,” or “ignorance is fearless,” would best describe him. In that brief second, Fei Ling seemed to see a glimmer of hope in him.

She wore a pale yellow ruqun beneath a cyan satin vest, her waist cinched with a white crepe sash. The sash, a little long, was looped and still dangled, swaying gently in front of her with every breeze and movement.

“This is solar power. It’s a bit outdated, but at least we still catch some sunlight here. Unlike the eastern world, where it’s dark all year round—solar energy is useless to them,” the old man complained.

Sun Cheng didn’t think much of this Russian-made air defense system, already in service for decades. Though it looked advanced, it was falling behind even its terrestrial competitors.

Besides equipment, the engineers’ other major project was revamping the submarine’s propulsion system.

At this moment, more and more spectators gathered below, drawn by the enchanting fragrance that seemed to immerse them in a sea of flowers, making the performance an altogether unique experience.

Along the way, the ghostly soldiers parted for Zhang Wei, who responded with a smile. The attendant led him to the exchange counter, where Zhang Wei requested several medicinal herbs.

Dong Qing then explained the benefits of the “gene solution” to his wife and son.

After a simple breakfast with Zhao Xin and the others, Li Le led the two out of Room 59.

He Jianming introduced Zhang Wei, “This is Master Cai, a feng shui expert, and this is Mr. Lin, a top architect from our company’s construction division.”

The Underworld Dragon nodded at the two grown boys; the time was ripe. He led them to the very edge of the Underworld, a place one could call its summit.

In this bout, the two had different expressions—Shirley was pleased. This person was indeed incomparable to Xu Hao’s group, only slightly stronger than herself.

The attendant greeted Zhang Wei with reverence. Zhang Wei instructed the attendant to chat with the two ghosts, while he went to see the King of Hell—there were matters about the Abe family of the Island Nation to report.

The wind wolf that had clambered from the ground let out a loud howl, urging the dawdling pig teammates to hurry up. They’d nearly succeeded just now, but missed their chance.

This legend was known to everyone in the Great Wilderness—how could they not?

However, both of them were now injured in their legs, unable to walk without support, let alone fight. Charging in would make them little more than punching bags.

Take the current situation: even though Wang Yue suspected he was being watched, he couldn’t be certain.

The White Tiger’s blow landed directly on Qin Botian’s leg nerve. The pain made him howl involuntarily, inner strength bursting forth, his cries echoing through the entire mountain stronghold.

Chu Yan’s body trembled, then he nodded. At that moment, the man opposite saw that Rong’s aura matched his own and did not dare to be careless. Mounting his beast, he charged at Rong.

Haoming glanced at Chu Yan, chuckled, and said, “Take it. I’ve left a mark in the Spirit Jade; if you need anything, you can contact me through it.” Chu Yan looked at Haoming and nodded.

Meanwhile, Zhou Hengguang and Zou Yi discussed the Su sisters on their way home. Lately, they were the most talked-about figures in their social circle, sparking curiosity and amazement everywhere.

I watched him tear, my heart twisting with madness. Two famed generals, each worth tens of millions, were shredded before they could even join the fray. I asked, “Zhao Yu, do you mean to give up now? You’ve destroyed two renowned generals—how will you deal with me?”

Su Ruhui saw that the man questioning her wore royal garb—likely a prince recalled to the capital for the festival, though she did not know which one—so she silently saluted and stepped aside. Zhou Yier did the same. Xiuying and Xiuwan held their arms to keep them from slipping.

“Hello, we’re survivors living nearby… We haven’t eaten in a long time… Could you spare us some food?” A weak-looking young man with a center-parted perm approached Qin Siqi and Zhao Feng, unsure who was in charge, his gaze flickering between the two.

On the back of the fallen steel giant, we saw the same sight reflected in Zilong’s eyes.

Lin Fei lifted the soaking-wet mermaid Dou Ling from the deck, feeling the water-like smoothness of her skin and the softness of her chest—an intoxicating sensation.

Her jade hand danced in the air, tracing out profound and mysterious patterns.

The atmosphere in the First Judges’ Hall grew instantly tense, the other ghost officials visibly shaken with fear.

This was likely due to her unique constitution; wherever blood was spilled, she adapted completely.

Magical treasures flashed, spiritual light filled the air, and wherever the aftershocks swept, mountains were razed to the ground.

Of course, the spatial barrier net could not stop a Divine King, but then, a Divine King had little interest in seizing a Divine Lord’s possessions.

Most importantly, the healers in the group had just used all their resurrections, and now every healer’s revival was on cooldown.

Meanwhile, Madara Uchiha and Que Wuyun ascended from the torso to the brow of Susanoo’s head, at the pentagonal spot.