Chapter 68: An Innocent Beast is About to Get Beaten Again

When Lu Wu set out, Qin Zhan and Lou Xiaotian had to follow. After a moment of thought, Jiang Yunhe hitched a ride on Qin Zhan's flying sword.
A peculiar scene formed within the secret realm.
Some flew in the sky, while beasts chased on the ground.
Those monsters had a hard time communicating with humans; thinking Lu Wu was trying to run away, they simply refused to accept it.
You must know that the fire poison within this secret realm was extremely agonizing for them as well.
Year after year, they had been tormented by the fire poison, and had they not actively altered their constitutions, they would have perished long ago.

With that, "shing," the precious sword leaped from its scabbard. She pulled Yang Aruo's hand and placed the hilt right into his palm.
Before he could even catch his breath, a second arrow came hurtling through the air, the aura of slaughter upon its arrowhead growing increasingly intense and oppressive.
Dressed in coarse hempen robes, with hair and beard entirely white, his pupils revealed a look of utter detachment, yet a suppressed trace of sorrow could be faintly discerned within them.
With an almost hysterical, roaring shout, amidst the ringing cry of the Moon's Edge resembling that of a phoenix, the two figures separated, parting ways one going down and the other up.
The system mall indeed contained quite a few pieces of equipment and magical treasures capable of finishing off the Frost Phoenix, but such divine artifacts required at least several million or even tens of millions of experience points to exchange.
"My lord, Battalion Commander Xu and Regiment Commander Qin have returned," Xu Guanzhong entered the large tent and bowed with cupped hands to Jiang De.
Staring at the utter devastation aboard the Kunlun battle-ship and the tragic corpses of the Kunlun disciples, a fire seemed to be burning deep within his gaze.
Night descended abruptly. The Primordial Land, which ought to have been blanketed in stars and illuminated by moonlight, plunged into utter darkness—deadly silent, without the slightest sound.
The Marquis glanced around and didn't dare to speak another word. They had never witnessed the kind of speed the Marquis had just displayed before; even the elders lacked such swiftness, a fact of which they were well aware.
Han Wei, showing no stinginess, appointed Huang Zhong as the General Pacifying the West, bestowed upon him the title of Marquis of Nanyang, and allowed him to travel alongside the royal carriage, exempting him from the kowtow.
Sun Goku could cultivate here to his heart's content and unleash his combat techniques without any restraints.
Why was she here again? Wasn't her illness already cured? Could it be that she hadn't fully recovered? Or did she come to see him for something else?
Having already had their suspicions beforehand, Sakazaki Ryo and the others were startled, but not to the extent of their jaws dropping.
Chatting and laughing along the way, everyone completely forgot that they were supposed to be executing a mission, and until the sun set in the west, they still hadn't walked out of the headland.
Fang Nan followed silently behind her. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, she stepped forward and pulled her into an embrace—gentle and soft, leaving no trace, yet holding on firmly without letting go.
I stood directly opposite the stone statue and discovered that a yellow talisman was actually pasted upon its forehead. Zhang Yunhao came to my side, shone his flashlight onto the talisman, and asked what it was. Seeing that the talisman looked very familiar—resembling the warding talisman Zhong Ling'er had given me last time—I muttered, "Could Zhong Ling'er be the one who pasted this here?"
She understood completely. Once a vessel of Phyny died, one of the other seven possibilities in the world would likely awaken as Phyny. Therefore, in the eyes of others, Phyny's reappearance was entirely normal. However, the true Phyny was currently staying safely and soundly right beside Sun Wufan.
"Chu Fei, just you wait! Sooner or later, I'm going to finish you off!" Pixiu intentionally slowed his pace a few steps, slammed his shoulder hard against mine, and growled in a low voice.
The Fire Taoist, however, merely smiled mysteriously and gave no reply, thinking to himself that if this question were posed in his own era, hehe, it truly wouldn't be a problem at all—wasn't it just an equilateral triangular pyramid? It was just that this world clearly lacked knowledge in this domain, which was why many people down off the stage were beginning to fall into disarray.
In an instant, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Hands completely shattered whatever defenses he had left, and continued to surge straight toward the body of the black dragon.
Yet no one noticed that behind them, a trailing man maintained an expressionless exterior while his inner thoughts were already raging wildly.