Chapter 58

"Surrender your body to me." The moment Locke finished speaking, right as Akras was about to reply, his body came under the formal control of Locke's will.

The man was wearing a dusty black jacket and a baseball cap pulled down very low, shading half of his face. This made Li Yusheng feel puzzled. Wearing a black jacket in the dead of summer—wasn't he afraid of the heat?

It was also his first time seeing a Bodhi seed. He had learned from reference materials that prayer beads made of star-moon Bodhi would gradually turn yellow, red, and eventually black over time, developing rich cracks on the surface much like beautiful Ge kiln porcelain. Moreover, the surface of the prayer beads would take on a semi-translucent, blood-pool-like appearance, possessing a marvelous and unique luster.

Wang Kai quickly found himself surrounded by ghosts. Li Yu slashed out with his ancient dragon sword, instantly killing five or six ghosts closest to him with a single stroke, yet even more ghosts swarmed in.

It was precisely because of this that Sheryl was taken in as a direct personal student by Noritz, a candidate for the next generation of elders.

Without saying anything, Locke walked directly toward the other party, which deeply startled Caesar and Doris.

As it turned out, the ground was strewn with many unripe chestnut fruits, their pericarps covered in needle-like, upright spines.

The fragments before their eyes were precisely the product of kiln-transformation. Even as fragments, their value would be no less than one million.

"There is a way, but it is very cruel, almost too much to bear witness to." Ling Tian did not think it was particularly difficult, only that the method was somewhat hard to watch—exceptionally hard to watch.

Following the words of the goblin leader, a stone man emerging from the rear gates handed a green-bladed sword to Doris.

Lan Qing took a puff from the cigarette in his hand, the thick tobacco flavor choking him somewhat uncomfortably. He did not feel that the cigarette brought him any sense of pleasure; instead, it left his entire body feeling wretched.

The weather was fine and the sunlight was brilliant, casting a warmth upon the face that brought comfort to the spirit. The world was offering warmth to mortals in its own unique way.

Yun Mi discussed the specific plan with Yu Yi for a while. He only needed to take her token, escort Fusheng out of the palace, and arrange an accidental encounter with Manxiu, inadvertently revealing his true identity. As for the rest, he would leave it to Yu Yi to improvise freely.

Qin Xiao scanned his surroundings with deep, piercing eyes. The area appeared somewhat serene, and amidst the lush greenery and ancient trees, mottled specks of silence faintly emerged.

"Of course I can guarantee it. My word as Zhang Dong always holds true," Zhang Dong said, patting his chest.

Perhaps driven by curiosity about supernatural abilities, or perhaps wishing to delve deeper into chained and world quests, or naturally, it might just be the simple conviction that if one starts saving a person, one must see it through to the end—Shadow himself was unclear as to which thought it was.

Blue Fox was playing with all his might when a disciple of the Underworld Palace finally stood up, only to find that his old feet had already been crippled by the recent spiritual fluctuations.

Zhang Ze continued to press the matter relentlessly when Xuzi Dao emerged from the room, prompting Fan Fan to quickly step forward and bow in greeting. However, Zhang Ze and Jin Qiu failed to notice, remaining engrossed in their playful banter nearby. Fan Fan immediately let out a loud shout.

This city, designated by the mission as Fortress 84, towered over twenty meters high, its length stretching across the entire expanse of the city with no end in sight.

The first time she saw her, Shang You felt that this girl truly embodied the person she had once wanted to be. Those eyes were far too beautiful and pure, radiating a kindness akin to the sun. By comparison, Shang You felt as though she should hide away in a dark corner.

Lin Xingchen looked at the chorus of jubilation within the WeChat chat, as if Chen Yi's death in the line of duty had nothing whatsoever to do with them.

Yu Qingqing furrowed her brow slightly, her figure retreating two steps in succession. After evading her opponent's sharp edge, she drew her right shoulder back and accelerated with an explosive burst. Her fist lunged forward carrying immense, howling force, sending wave after wave of sonic booms rippling through the air.

"I was worried the matter would be botched, so I didn't sleep at all last night," Hong Fang said with a wronged expression.

"With you taking charge of everything, what do I have to worry about?" Surprisingly, Mo Bingxiao didn't say anything more this time, tossing the topic directly back to Nankui Rui and earning herself a silent eye-roll from him.

Guided by the guards, Yun Hao and Shen Bi arrived inside a tent, at which moment two dangerous auras were rapidly closing in.

"As for my weapon, it's this fellow," the man said, pulling a sniper rifle from behind his back.

However, the supreme ancient ancestor of their clan had yet to awaken, and three descendants of the ancient ancestors were currently in the outer realms, failing to station themselves within this volcano.

Suppressing a silent sigh in his heart, Chu Xinghan finally turned around and walked over with a furrowed brow.

At this moment, upon the grim and condensed peaks of the Othershore Mountain, a dark, churning mass of a thousand ghost soldiers and generals waved their banners and shouted war cries, while two black-scaled mules halted with loud brays atop the summit.

"What?!" Both Old Madam Shen and Nankui Zhan were utterly shocked. They had indeed felt earlier that Nankui Rui had exerted some power of his own, and that it wasn't solely the effect of the Demonic Wolf Armor. But now, hearing Nankui Rui put it this way, they were thoroughly astonished, for they truly could no longer sense his exact position.

Chu Feng simply grabbed a handful of medicinal herbs and tossed them directly into the alchemy furnace, paying no heed to how many kinds there were; he simply threw them all in together in one indiscriminate pile.

A faint smile crossed Zhang Yuanhao's lips. With a somewhat provocative look, he raised an eyebrow at the golden figure suspended in the high heavens, and then walked toward the carcass of the avian demon.

After hurriedly rummaging through their belongings, the group managed to gather some silver and copper coins—not amounting to much at all. Who could have expected to run into such trouble just by stepping outside?

Back in the day, you and I both yearned to serve a wise and enlightened lord. Now it seems I was indeed slightly inferior, having misjudged Liu Bei. From here on out, it appears you and I are destined to part ways once again. These two young lords are neither of them ordinary men; a struggle for the crown is inevitable.

Saying this, Jiang De shook his head and added, "It's just that this extreme northern region is a place of genuine bitter cold. Senior Brother, you are bound to suffer hardships upon arriving here."

This group of people clearly operated as loan sharks. Becoming entangled with such individuals would inevitably bring endless trouble.

Quite a few people began to gloat, looking at Wu Hao with undisguised contempt. Someone who didn't even possess the qualifications to enter Hundred Flowers City couldn't possibly possess any real strength. Idiots like this appeared a few times every year, and they had grown accustomed to lumping Wu Hao into that category.

Yan Nanxi, possessing peerless grace and known by the moniker Fairy Lingguang, harbored a mid-grade wood spiritual root. At thirty years of age, her cultivation had reached the early stage of the ninth layer of Qi Condensation. She was the most exceptional disciple and primary aide of Zhang Yuanhao's arch-rival, Wu Qian.

Amidst a violent roar, spiritual energy surged through Wu Hao's body as he prepared to unleash the first form of the Blazing Flame Saber Technique, 'Thousand Reverse Chaos Blades,' only to suddenly feel the Wuxie Saber come back to life, thrashing beyond his control.

Elder surnamed Wang furrowed his brow. He had naturally witnessed the brilliant radiance just moments before, but what exactly had happened, or what sort of spectacle had transpired, remained completely unknown to him.