Volume One, Chapter 31: It Hurts So Much

As always, the laws of heaven and earth are in a constant state of flux. When Bai Yang re-entered the world of mist and pushed as far as he had reached previously, the rule he had once seen was gone; there was nothing left.

He had originally been a destitute student, but since the resurgence of spiritual energy, his life had been turned upside down.

"The Counter-Whale Warrior Gauntlets, a thirty-three-beast composite magical artifact, the Beast God Department... You are not a Saint!" the muscular old man shouted.

Because the waterfall next to the villa flowed incessantly, the water in the lake was constantly draining away.

This was still the case even with the Seven Saints missing. One must realize that in all previous cycles, the Seven Saints had always re-emerged into the transcendent world, utilizing their knowledge and power to reshape order. But this time, the new order was being formed spontaneously by the remaining transcendent powers.

Although Mo Lan and Aurora were on good terms and frequently interacted on their blogs, Cheng Yuan was not a fan of Aurora. Compared to Mo Lan, she felt Aurora was too young and immature, not the type she favored.

Take, for instance, a certain practitioner of dark divination, who was still periodically using the "Senior White’s Contempt" emoticon—an image that was a staple in the duels between Daoist Copper Divination and Loose Practitioner Beihe.

The Counter-Whale Warrior Gauntlets revealed their true form, slamming into the white-haired old man. A sequence of secondary effects—fire, holy light, curses, lethal toxins, illusions, and more—exploded upon impact.

"I met your junior sister Mu Tong and Jiang Shan at the Blood Lotus Sect, but I failed to protect Mu Tong," Bai Yang said with a bitter smile.

As for Niu Niu wanting to raise it, it was really only a matter of a few days; there was no need to waste human or material resources on it.

Ni Tianwu twisted her body with bashful shyness, but judging by the way she addressed him, she had already made her choice.

***

"I'm not going." I was in a foul mood. Being asked to meet yet more people was simply more than I could take.

Before he could even scream—before the look of terror on the yellow-robed man's face had even faded—his body had been cleanly sliced into two equal halves. A spray of blood erupted, and before the two halves of his corpse could even hit the ground, they inexplicably began to shrivel and wither.

Lin Ye was also stunned. He had only met Mu Zhengmin once, many years ago, so he hadn’t felt any familiarity at first. Now, looking closely, he realized that if one were to remove the crisscrossing scars on his cheeks, the man before him was none other than his uncle, Mu Zhengmin.

"What would it look like for a girl to be unmarried and heavily pregnant?" Hei Er asked, carrying himself with the air of a second elder brother.

To be honest, a dragon really didn't understand the Mid-Autumn Festival; he didn't even celebrate his own birthdays, so he didn't really grasp the significance of the timing.

"Yes! Yes! You are right, Peak Master!" The two men replied submissively, not daring to talk back, though in their hearts they were complaining bitterly.

Seeing Ziqing continuously pulling out precious items, everyone simply assumed that Sect Leader Yue had provided Yue Qingling with these treasures to ensure her victory.

Watching Long Peng’s apologetic gaze, Pan Zhan, who had been ignored for quite some time, just smiled faintly, nodded, and turned to leave alongside Long Peng.

The scene before Old Liu changed instantly. I am not proficient in illusions, but I can control the minds of others. Although I usually only controlled corpses, my strength now was vastly different from what it had been back then, and Old Liu was nothing more than an ordinary person.

Ah Jiu recited the menu on the side: steamed fish, braised pork ribs, crystal pork knuckle! Ah Jiu rattled off a long list in one breath; he could even hear Xu Lingyang swallowing his saliva.

But all of this was merely a flash in the pan. Jamila took a slow step forward, and the sky-filling flying sand and the shimmering golden light vanished without a trace, as if nothing had ever happened.

***

Ming Hanfeng’s implication was that Yun Tu was merely hiding behind an extra layer of cover, and because of what happened last night, that cover was no longer of any use.

Though she was old and no longer fought, her tongue remained as sharp as ever. Coupled with her height and her habit of glaring at people with a stern face, she always gave off a sense of oppression.

Seeing Yun Tu’s face turn a rare shade of red, Ming Hanfeng suddenly calmed down, reverting to his usual flippant temperament.

Yun Zhongge and Zhantai Yan’er, who hadn't managed to slip away in time, naturally became Qian Duoduo's final targets.

While the two were speaking, all the furnishings in the room were tidied up, and even the lingering black ash was swept clean.

Huo Liuli climbed to her feet, feeling a vague sense of fear. Looking at the attitudes of the other three Domain Lords, she realized just how reckless she had been.

Cang Wensheng mentioned in his letter that officials from the capital had been sent to the frontier to "offer condolences," but in reality, they were there to probe the situation of Cang Wensheng and the Jiayun Pass. They had remained for a long time, and the official from the capital had even inquired about Cang Jiuyao.

In the video, Ding Lin kept cursing, using such foul language that it made anyone listening feel repulsed. On the other side, Jiang Pin’s eyes were red, trembling with rage; unable to hold back, the two of them lunged at each other and began to brawl.

The half-month of brutal slaughter came to an end. The two tribes abandoned the lands they had developed for hundreds of thousands of years, leaving behind over two hundred thousand corpses as they broke through the encirclement. With fewer than a million broken and defeated troops remaining, they retreated toward the Divine Demon Empire.