Chapter 46

"There seem to be many soul presences lingering around here, yet they feel somewhat different from ordinary vengeful spirits." Relying on the power of ghosts and deities, Dongfang Xiao faintly sensed that numerous obscure presences surrounded the area, and the owners of these presences were evidently far from weak.

"What a clever calculation," Lin Yan muttered softly to himself. "However, I truly wish to see what moves you will make next! As long as I can contain the undead plague at the very first moment, let us see what other treacherous schemes you have left!" Lin Yan gritted his teeth and spoke furiously.

Most of the matters the Emperor intended to deal with involved purging the Crown Prince's faction, lest those individuals continue to instigate rebellion once the Crown Prince departed for his fiefdom.

That man had risked his life to deliver the final secret he overheard to Tao Zhaohua, only to die of poisoning in the process. While Su Ziqin felt a sense of compassion, she was also deeply curious to see the Yangxi Lake and Fan Gong Pavilion that the Tao siblings talked about with such persistent longing.

"Naturally, naturally!" Instantly, sounds of agreement resounded throughout the entire auction hall.

Prompted by Zhu Xu's remark, Rui'an suddenly came to her senses. Unable to fathom what benefit Banxia, who had always been so loyal, could gain by betraying her, she had no time to investigate further at the moment.

Over the span of forty years, she had long since thought through certain matters with absolute clarity, yet she still found it impossible to believe that a few casual fabrications and hastily sketched defense maps of her own could be the beginning of the end for Greater Ruan.

At this moment, his physical body exhibited an extraordinary translucency, crystal-clear like jade, suffused with precious radiance and covered in stellar patterns. It was immensely magnificent, resembling an ancient starry world. Every single acupoint in his flesh and blood was brimming with formidable divine primordial essence, surging with astral currents.

Rings of radiance erupted outward. The weapons in their hands clashed against one another, continuously emitting ripples of purple and gold light that forced Qingling, who was watching from the side, to stagger back several more steps. Had she retreated any further, she would likely have stepped right out of the grand hall.

Such thoughts flashed through Lin Yan's mind in a split second. He hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed back toward the direction of the camp. He had to avoid colliding with these ants as much as possible; otherwise, dealing with such a massive horde of giant ants would certainly give Lin Yan and his companions a hard time.

In the blink of an eye, the blade aura and sword aura collided violently, bursting forth with a series of metallic clangs.

Hearing that she could walk on her own, Wang Zha was instantly overjoyed, fearing precisely that she might not be able to walk, and promptly let go of her.

However, a moment later, his laughter abruptly ceased. The magma beneath his feet completely transformed into a massive banner. Wherever his gaze fell, overlapping banner shadows rose and fell without end. Though numerous, they numbered as one. With a single sweep, the banner enveloped all of them within its folds.

A few minutes later, Bian Bi'an saw Xia Qiongqiong appear before him, walking alongside her elder brother, Xia Kejun.

While Xiao Zichuan casually glanced at the others, the others were meticulously scrutinizing him.

"In truth, this is the Dao I have sought my entire life!" Wang Taiji sighed with profound emotion, yet before his words even faded, his figure began to fade until it vanished entirely.

"I... This, Fellow Daoist Chen, aren't you going too far?" Sima Zan protested unwillingly. The two late-stage Golden Core cultivators beside him were ablaze with fury, one of them even unleashing his aura and fixing his gaze on the Ancestor, ready to strike the moment the Ancestor gave the word.

The others followed suit. As the saying goes, one does not strike a smiling person. Since they all shared the same goal, they naturally had to find ways to win over Fang Qing.

Seeing Ye Feng vanish into thin air, the crowd wore looks of astonishment, staring at one another while the murderous intent on their faces morphed into burning rage.

With those words, Chen Zhen turned and walked away. He generally never touched corpses or cleaned up crime scenes. He was here merely to lend a hand, not to get entangled in official business.

Luhan, Huang Zitao, Mao Buyi, and Deng Chao could be seen devouring their meal furiously to replenish their energy for the afternoon's weightlifting, while simultaneously discussing Tencent's Produce Camp for the coming year.

Strangely enough, he felt that if he were to engage an enemy using this hand, even basic attacks could be executed with endless flair.

The other party was not an ordinary peerage, but rather the Empress's maternal family and the Crown Prince's maternal family, who had enjoyed a fine reputation for benevolence over the years. If they remained here, endless controversies and discussions regarding his accession to the throne would inevitably arise.

Originally, the Emperor probably intended to wait until the eldest imperial son came of age before conferring upon him the title of a Prince of the First Rank and sending him off to his fief early on, thereby safeguarding the Crown Prince's position.

Twenty days had passed. Gu Xiaoyu had practiced diligently throughout, yet progress on the Thousand-Gold Formula remained painfully slow, and her spiritual power continued to linger stubbornly at the ninth tier of the Red Spirit stage without any upward movement.

This oppressive sensation awakened the most instinctive fear deep within the human heart—the primal terror humans feel when facing apex predators.

She certainly disliked scenes of parting; the fewer words spoken, the less unbearable the reluctance would feel.

That deafening roar caused Mingchen's figure to sway. Sensing that something was amiss, he nevertheless couldn't help lingering with reluctance as he gave the dog's face a parting slap.

That applies to you lot perhaps; you were merely accomplices, whereas I am the principal culprit. Can we possibly be treated the same?

So be it, yet every single pleated skirt bore marks of this nature. Originally, the fabric of these skirts formed a vast, continuous expanse, which was now marred by these slashes.

"So what if it is? This world will sooner or later belong to our Remnant Cult! While all you'll ever do is abandon your brothers and family!" Zhang Baotong declared, pronouncing each word with deliberate emphasis.