Volume One, Chapter 33: The Truth Behind the Betrayal

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Night Shen Yuan struggled to find a breakthrough in the formation, but everything around him was in utter chaos, as if everyone had gone mad. Under such circumstances, how could he locate the formation’s focal point?

“Damn you!” Shen Ao cursed angrily, cutting off the scoundrel’s words as he charged toward Jun Yu.

At this moment, Nero bore no rose petals, wielded no crimson greatsword, and wore none of the golden ornaments that signified imperial authority. Yet, the imperial aura emanating from her was no less formidable than that of any emperor he had ever encountered, including Iskandar and Caesar, who held the King rank in the deck of cards.

By the time Black Joan noticed the Faafnir in the sky and sensed something was amiss, it was already too late.

Bashik had many tasks to accomplish. Since Ye Xun only permitted him to take five thousand men, these five thousand had to be unwaveringly loyal and physically elite soldiers; otherwise, bringing them back would be pointless.

All along, Lu Xuan had given him the impression of being calm and composed, capable of easily handling any formidable enemy.

At that moment, on the other side of Yan Hong’s face, a blood-red divine pattern appeared again, vibrant and dripping with vitality, strikingly beautiful and captivating.

Wu Feng remained silent. Indeed, whether it was him or the young master, they had blood debts to settle. Now that the country was in turmoil, once the situation stabilized, it would be time for their two families to rise again.

Ying Zhao’s spear halted just three inches from Ning Ming’s brow. With a mere twitch of his finger, he could kill this mortal instantly, yet the spear refused to fall.

“Notify all defense planets: activate energy weapons and prepare for full combat readiness. Raise to red-level alert status. From any angle, if any non-allied combat spacecraft appear, destroy them immediately.” Watching the sweat bead on Jin Han’s forehead, Duan Ke nodded and pressed the armrest, issuing orders to the nearby communications officer.

With this sword, You Rou pierced straight through Zui Yu’s chest, blood gushing forth, so vividly red it was suffocating.

“Tang Kai? So this is China’s youngest general, Major General Tang Kai.” Completely ignoring Tang Kai’s furious expression, Duan Ke greeted him with a cheerful smile.

“Mother!” Yao Jialiang was puzzled by why his mother suddenly asked that. After all, she always personally cooked his longevity noodles on his birthday.

Where to eat didn’t matter much to Meng Que. His reluctance to dine here was solely out of consideration for Lily.

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If he could harness the power of the ancient divine artifact, he could instantly ascend to the realm of immortals and unleash the full might of the Great Ming King’s Divine Technique.

“Huan, can you listen to my explanation?” Wu Shixun’s voice was heavy with regret. He was determined to clarify what had happened that day to Mo Linghuan; he could not just give up on her.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, little sister...” Zi Han feigned meekness, observing what this Concubine Yan intended.

Time ticked away second by second, then suddenly, Glen’s expression changed, and his eyes slowly opened.

“Brother, there’s something I need to tell you...” At this moment, she no longer cared about others’ gazes. Thinking of Zhang Heng’s death pierced her heart like countless arrows.

Upon seeing Su Yu applaud, many others joined in, and applause thundered throughout. Even those who disagreed with Chen Tianyi’s words clapped just to conform.

They tried smashing it on the ground, levering it open, hammering it, even firing repeatedly with a handgun, but not only did it not open, it didn’t even leave a mark.

The middle-aged man finally remembered and nodded. “Don’t worry, we will definitely keep it in mind.” Zhan Yun grew curious. What had his junior brother promised Tian Ci?

“My brother and sister-in-law’s story could fill three whole days and nights. Their tale rivals ancient romantic legends.” Jin Fan said.

Huo Feng ignored her. Few could truly anger him, and if he didn’t teach Yan Ruyu a lesson today, she would become utterly lawless.

Liu Zishan froze, staring at Chen Tianyi in horror. All he had was his father’s legacy; if Chen Tianyi ruined it, he would be finished.

Zhang Taibai wasn’t worried about this, but since Li Luofeng had formed such a delightful misunderstanding, why correct it?

Xiang Lao and Wang Kun both nodded. Tang Yan picked up the phone and reserved a table at a nearby restaurant. Soon, everyone arrived, and the waiter led them to a private room. Though the restaurant wasn’t large, it did nothing to dampen their spirits.

“Darling, I bet they could dig a hole three feet deep and still wouldn’t find this place. Only I know where it is.” He smiled sinisterly, like a cursed demon revealing a terrifying visage in the darkness.

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Today was Lin Feng’s specialty class: an introductory lecture on university mathematics. Early in the morning, he left the studio with Wu Xiaomeng and headed toward the school.

When Lin Ruofeng learned he would be the flag bearer for China’s sports delegation, he was filming a promotional video with teammates about China’s men’s basketball team competing in the Tokyo Olympics.

Vik Knight furrowed his brow, neither dodging nor evading as his armor forbade him to do so.

Su Nan slowly sat up, her face confused. She couldn’t fathom why Chen Shiman had attacked her when everything had seemed fine yesterday.

Fang Hui carefully pondered and immediately sensed the nature of these inscribed patterns—sealing.

However, Dongfang Piaoxue had just been promoted and was at a slightly lower realm; in the Holy Continent selection, she would be at a disadvantage. Thus, she could choose a companion to assist her, a way to compensate for the gap in power.

Because she dared not enter her inner vision to see Gen’er, Rong’er didn’t know how Gen’er was doing. She feared that seeing Gen’er in a bad state would only make her heart ache more, so she avoided looking.

“I suggest you prepare yourself first; don’t be caught unready when the time comes.” The man yawned and snapped his fingers, then vanished.

The first two required national support, which demanded immense effort and were not guaranteed to succeed.

In just a few short years, the empire’s spirit-based addictive drugs had improved multiple levels in quality, capturing over seventy percent of the global market share.

Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of well ropes. A shadow of fear had taken root in her heart. The terrifying Heavenly Fire made her heart race. Having endured its scorching blaze, the pain was indescribable and incomprehensible to others—a torment beyond words.

Entering the banquet hall, Tian Yuan immediately felt all eyes upon her, making her so nervous she could barely walk. She relied entirely on Yang Lan and ‘Gu Qian’ to support her.