Chapter 140: The Chiliarch Strikes

When Su Youpeng rushed to the town, Su Youjin was having a meal with the second brother and his wife at the Sweet Water Restaurant.

Hearing the report from his cousin, Su Youjin dropped his chopsticks and stood up abruptly, wiping his mouth casually with his sleeve as he cursed, "Damn his ancestors! How dare they lay a hand on my little brother!"

"Lanlan, lock the door. We are going to town!" Su Youcai's expression remained relatively calm, but every fight he had ever picked in his life was to stand up for his younger brothers...

"Alright." The proprietress nodded without hesitation and instructed the waiter, "During this..."

"I don't know now, but he will naturally appear later." Night Burial said this, leaving Nine-Tails puzzled. What did he mean by he would appear when the time comes?

"Who is a pervert? If they aren't pretty, I wouldn't even spare them a glance," the golden-haired man said shamelessly.

"You were the very first one I looked at!" Jia Dakui said nervously and bashfully, taking the young woman's hand.

Little did he know, the wine Zhan Zhao was drinking was merely the lowest-grade wine of the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm. This wine could enhance a person's internal energy, whereas the finest wine in the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm could elevate the primordial chaos aura within the body and boost one's cultivation. It was not that Zhan Zhao was unwilling to bring out that kind of wine, but rather that it was simply too shocking to the world and unsuitable for public display.

Being so cheap, Qin Kejia prepared to pay without a second thought. After all, which of her dresses didn't cost thousands or tens of thousands?

The face transformed by the Ghost-Faced Thousand-Changes Art remained icy and expressionless. Wherever the Fate-Turning Sword swept, Xu Wen once again felt as though some profound Dao rhythm had been severed. He knew that Fuyaozis fortune, immortal affinity, and the like had temporarily been reduced to nothingness.

If he ultimately failed to break free from the shackles of the blood cocoon, the newly acquired power would likely experience a regression.

Lord Bao felt as though he had dreamed a very long sleep. Slowly opening his eyes, his vision was met with a purple-gold bed canopy, embroidered with dragon patterns in gold thread.

On the other side, following Lu Xuns strategy, Ma Yi successfully threw another formation of heavy cavalry into complete disarray, sending men and horses tumbling. Amidst the chaos, quite a few heavy cavalry soldiers were trampled to death.

Following Su Mengqis pointing finger, everyone saw two humanoid creatures with a few extra strange arms sprouting from their backs crawling ashore from the water. Dragging the multiple arms that were still flailing wildly behind them, they walked haltingly toward their location.

"It is rumored that the God-Devouring Eagle can easily plunge tens of millions of upper-tier gods into illusions and make them serve its will. This ability is truly formidable," Wu Lei sighed softly, a trace of wonder in his voice. Just the thought of such an illusion made one shudder.

Evil Qi was even more terrifying than Yin Qi. While Yin Qi harmed people imperceptibly and took time to manifest, acting very slowly, Evil Qi was entirely different. Those with weak resistance or insufficient fortune generally suffered its effects immediately.

"Probably not! When I was in Guangdong, I heard Mom say that those three boys from TFBOYS are quite good. She should let you be together," the older brother said uncertainly.

Yet Bai Pu did not care in the slightest. Even though his arm was bitten bloody by her, he still wore a blossoming smile, gazing at Zhen Xi with eyes full of doting affection. It was as though he could not feel the pain at all, knowing only to naturally extend his arm just as he always did whenever Zhen Xi was in pain.

With all misunderstandings and emotional knots untied, and without Yin Sizhes interference, they returned to their original selves.

Interrupted by this episode, Qin Zheng stopped thinking about it and immediately bolted, his legs sprinting. The others quickly followed suit, once again staging a desperate overnight escape toward the edge of the forest.

The others were no fools either. Some rushed forward, trying to shield the old master and Baozi behind them, while others raised their bows and arrows, aiming at the tiger. Yet they all knew better, understanding that until the old master gave the order, no one was truly permitted to strike.

Ling Yes hands gripping the saber were tinged with numbness, and the webs of his palms ached fiercely, but he seemed entirely unaware of it. Staring in shock at the novel, shameless monster before him and his own cracked saber, he could not help but gape in astonishment.