Chapter Fifty-Two: Murder

At 2:10 PM, Yang Yongli peered through his binoculars and spotted a figure appearing on the slope diagonally across from him. The figure was wearing a black hoodie with the hood pulled up and a face mask. Judging by his attire, there was no doubt it was Liang Zhicheng. Yang Yongli spoke into his walkie-talkie to Yang Yongfang, "Liang Zhicheng is here. He crawled over from the hillside. Did you see any cars on the road?"

Yang Yongfang replied, "No. This guy is really cautious. Should I come over now?"

Yang Yongli said, "Not yet. Keep observing and wait for my signal."

After descending the hillside, Liang Zhicheng walked toward the small cabin. Carrying a black bag, he reached the front of the cabin, circled it halfway, and peered inside through the window.

The child who had unleashed the ray to shatter the lizard’s eyeball pointed his hands again in quick succession. That searing red ray tore through the giant lizard’s body, creating a series of bloody holes. Just as the creature let out a mournful cry and attempted to counterattack, the child who had been holding the shield made a new move.

Although Illidan had fallen in battle, his dying wish had been inherited by his Demon Hunters. Some of these shadow warriors had been imprisoned in the Vault of the Wardens along with Illidan’s corpse, but many others remained unaccounted for.

Although the film had not yet officially begun shooting, it had already attracted the attention of a large audience and industry insiders, with media reporters covering the news one after another.

Lu gripped the heavy bronze wine flagon, his face flushed bright red. He wanted to refuse, but his mouth hung open, unable to speak. The temptation of the fine wine was simply too strong; at this moment, it had relegated the ham to a secondary concern.

Wei Shaoxun felt as though he had been struck by lightning, his mind instantly going blank. What was even more terrifying was that the person framing him was someone of Xi Zhengwei’s stature, who possessed incriminating evidence he hadn't even known existed.

This was also the night that Zhang Le’s divine sense had spread out, never once retracting. He did not let the slightest sign of movement escape his perception.

"Indeed, this is much better than being cooped up in one place, trapped in deep thought," Yang Ke agreed, nodding in approval.

The firelight illuminated the faces of those gathered around the hearth, all dressed in the manner of practitioners.

Given the debt of gratitude she had earned by reclaiming the Gong family’s ancestral estate and healing his aunt, Gong Bin would never lift a finger against her.

There are 960 billion paths of righteousness, and countless merits accumulated through cultivation. By using the Way to teach and guide the living, exercising authority and skillful means, one can liberate all sentient beings from the roots of evil. When people practice the four hearts of compassion, they can provide relief from disasters and calamities, even when the heavens and earth are withered and the people are wailing.

Feeling the continuous influx of spiritual energy, Wu Yan exerted his full strength to refine it, while simultaneously compressing the resulting true essence. According to the experience of cultivators forming a golden core, the more one compresses the true essence, the more robust it becomes, the purer the golden core will be, and the greater the cultivator’s power.

"Chirp, chirp..." The canary actually performed a tail-wagging motion, clearly a gesture of refusal.

"No! Brother! You’ve killed someone! You cannot... you cannot go back with them!" Shangguan Fei, weakened by significant blood loss, lay slumped over his horse, struggling to dissuade him.

The hellfire raged in fury, instantly surging tens of feet high and transforming into a giant fire dragon, intent on constricting Xue Yue tightly.

In the past, because of the scarcity of unique threads of fate, and the fact that they could be exchanged for special talents, they were considered exceptionally precious.

"We are being hunted by the imperial court, and Shangguan is severely injured. We traveled thousands of miles to seek refuge with you, yet you turn us away from your mountain gate. If I don't curse you, who should I curse?" Su Wan was still filled with lingering resentment.

But not long after they returned, several Taoists followed, claiming to be acting under the order of the Sect Leader to escort the traitors to the Jade Void Palace.

In this operation, at least for Lin Xiaofeng, there was really no significant difference between this and walking to his death.

However, the number of golden-armored spiders was simply too vast. As the front row exhausted their mental energy, those in the rear naturally replaced them. It was utterly meaningless for the Rebirth Ghost King to continue the fight.

The Muyan Sect was located in the central-western part of the Human Divine Realm, far from the Demon Divine Realm at the center of the entire divine domain. Now, they were heading toward the fringes of the divine realm, even further away from the Demon Realm.