32. Rule Domain, Heavenly Eye Pierces the Illusion

He then reconsidered, realizing that his purpose in coming to the Lan family castle was precisely to find suitable partners for a transaction. Whether they sought ascension or he sought descent, it all amounted to the same thing in the end: a journey to the Immortal Realm.

"Since it’s settled, let’s go," the True Venerable Hanhai said, unwilling to wait any longer. He shot away like a bolt of lightning without a moment’s hesitation—although it was easy to get separated here, wasn't there that fellow with the remarkably low cultivation level trailing along?

Bald and his team combed the city and its outskirts twice over, yet they found no concrete evidence of wrongdoing.

—My mere existence makes the Mistress feel uneasy. That must be why she tried to frame me during the mission that day.

After rigorous examination and authentication, it was confirmed that this ancient tomb belonged to the real Cao Cao. In the Wei Kingdom, even Cao Cao, known as Emperor Wu, was buried quite simply, without any grand array of funerary objects.

"I am not a good emperor; I have allowed my people to suffer. Therefore, I fully agree with your point. The planet Tuchen should have one, and only one, powerful army. This would better protect our citizens and make us stronger," Fiemu muttered.

"The humans lack the equipment and their strength is even weaker, but their ability to run away is second to none. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to go to such lengths," Elder Yuan grumbled.

Their goal was to topple the Forbidden Palace, become the overlords of the Nine Provinces, and ensure the Ghost Realm reigned supreme over humanity.

Thus, despite feeling a surge of indignation and even shaking his fist at the guard, he followed Ximeng’s instructions nonetheless.

"We implore Your Majesty to restore the ancestral system!" At this, all the ministers in the imperial court, save for the Senior Grand Secretary Li Guopu, knelt down, demanding that the Chongzhen Emperor abolish the commercial tax.

The "Heavenly Cripple and Earthly Defect" were no ordinary individuals; their standing was at least a notch above the Twelve Star Nights, to the point that even top-tier families dared not provoke them lightly.

It was an aura of imperial majesty that looked down upon all living things and commanded the world. In an instant, the Han family members felt Zhao Yi grow significantly taller, and an uncontrollable urge to bow before him welled up in their hearts.

"Senior, where exactly are you taking us?" Li Junchen could not help but ask, sensing in his heart that this was not going to end well.

This place held the world’s most vicious, dangerous, and intelligent prisoners. Releasing just one could make the entire world tremble, and even world-renowned figures grew headache-stricken at the mere mention of their names.

Chen Tianwen held his head high, his gaze introspective. After a few seconds of contemplation, he spoke: "This world is, without a doubt, the world of our Dunlin and Chiyuan."

Some of the higher-cultivation elders and demon hunters, emboldened by these words and the valor of the two men, rallied their spirits. They formed a defensive formation and joined the fray against the beast army, successfully stalling their advance for a time.

More importantly, a group of reinforcements would be arriving discreetly this evening to lend their support! He had to hurry back to Qilong Villa immediately.

Zhao Yi felt gentle, a source of warmth and reassurance, especially since he had just spoken up in her favor.

But today, the Gryffindor trio, their heads throbbing, could not perceive the joy or sorrow around them; they felt only the overwhelming noise.

I don't care about Mengmeng’s death, but the favorability points… Could my Fifth Death God plan be ruined?

Zhao Bingning slammed the table, her brows furrowed, her white teeth biting down on her thin lips as she glared at Qin Yang, as if suppressing a great rage.

This was a situation Young Master Lin had not anticipated. He had not expected the elf’s resonance with the surrounding flora to reach such a level. The elf seemed to have completely merged with the environment, even its aura shifting to match. Unless one was a master, it was impossible to distinguish or even sense that there were people in these woods.

After exchanging greetings with Yang Mi, Han Yan turned around again, wanting to see who had given him that sense of familiarity mixed with strangeness.

Han Yan looked up at the inn now before him, hesitated, and did not make a final decision.

"What? You have a better plan?" Zhou Youbin barked, spinning around and staring into his eyes like a vicious beast.

Once I finished speaking, I took advantage of the current momentum to start searching for a way to break the barrier. However, although this barrier was an illusion, I feared that if I made contact with it, I would lose my combat capabilities once again. This situation was vexing, and I had to think carefully.

"My dear, if only all of this were real," Eluya murmured, nestling in Li Er’s arms with a distant, misty look in her eyes. This beautiful spring scene felt so real, yet she knew it was false, and her heart felt a pang of sorrow.

At that moment, three players from the American region jumped off the backs of the three dragons. All were swordsmen, and their levels were not low, their equipment in no way inferior to ours. Seeing this, we were slightly taken aback. It seemed a bitter battle was about to begin.

The other party had used the secret code and appeared extremely anxious. Clearly, this matter had exceeded what Huang Zhong could handle on his own; otherwise, he wouldn't have sent someone to deliver a message in the middle of the night. Sun Guan had seen the messenger arrive at the South City and head straight for them; that horse was essentially ruined.