Chapter 109: The Gathering Storm

"One hundred and thirty million."

Just as everyone was still reeling in shock from the bid by Elder Zhang Liguo, a voice rang out, driving the price even higher.

This time it was a young man. Sitting in an inconspicuous spot, his expression was calm and resolute.

His bid instantly drew the eyes of everyone present in his direction.

To be able to bid this much...

If previously they had harbored doubts about Li Yi, skeptical of his ability to play such beautiful music on the zither, they now had no remaining reservations.

For those of lesser intellect to survive in an alien world, cultivating raw strength was the only path. Absolute strength overcomes all techniques, and raw power shatters all laws—this, too, was a form of success.

The assassins in the room had all been eliminated, but Murong Yue suddenly shouted my name, giving me quite a fright.

Wang He slowly turned to leave. After only a few paces, a rumbling sound echoed from within the cavern, a rapid booming accompanied by a low, guttural growl.

I never imagined the Ballad of the Heavenly Heart possessed such formidable power. After meditating cross-legged for only a brief moment, I could effortlessly circulate the internal energy bestowed by my master. If I were to couple this with a few martial arts moves, could I not become a heroic wanderer of the martial world?

If this was the case in Europe and America, it was even more so for Japan and South Korea, which lay within the sphere of influence. In fact, along with Hong Que's rising popularity, his songs had long since begun to spread to Japan and South Korea.

She soothingly patted her loudly protesting stomach, glanced out the window at the darkening sky, and suddenly remembered a matter of great importance.

The moment Li Yi appeared, his white robes fluttering gently in the breeze, Shangguan Yiren's eyes suddenly lit up.

At this, even the newcomers could not help but gasp in unison. They exchanged bewildered glances, their faces painted with shock and dread.

After equipping the Dark Emperor Qilin Greaves, his entire stat profile underwent an earth-shattering transformation. Looking at the numbers, he unconsciously straightened his posture.

Emperor Huizong stroked Zhao Gou's hair, sighing inwardly. Who would have thought that his ninth son would prove to be the most loyal? Crown Prince Zhao Huan also wept with them. When Zhao Gou went to pay his respects to him, the Crown Prince felt deeply comforted.

Although they had lost two tanks and two self-propelled artillery pieces at the Sanxingdui Pyramid, if they ran out of diesel, the remaining armored vehicles would become nothing more than useless iron shells. That would truly leave them with no tears to cry.

Wang Feng, appearing in the room, was entirely unharmed. He looked indifferently at Luo Tong. In his palm was a bundle-like object. With a faint word, he tossed the bundle forward.

"It's just an ordinary ring without any spatial folding, worn on the hand purely as an ornament," Lian Xiang said.

She slowly opened her phoenix eyes, which were filled with exhaustion and weakness. Looking at the pill in Hongying's hand, she nodded gently. Hongying quickly walked to the table, poured a cup of fresh water, and handed it along with the pill to Shui Lianyue.

"Hmph, I only did that because I missed you, okay? Not like you, who hasn't spared a thought for me in all this time. How do you even have the nerve to say that!" Shangguan Wan'er said petulantly.

She was confident she could hold her own against a low-level Essence King, but there were more than ten Essence Kings outside—far beyond what they could withstand.

The two knights teamed up to strike Fourth Brother with a double Blade Thrust, dealing over a thousand damage. Fourth Brother smiled helplessly at them before collapsing and dying.

Among the most famous types of gu were the snake gu, dog gu, cat-ghost gu, scorpion gu, toad gu, insect gu, and flying gu. Most of these hosts were controlled by the insect gu, which could manipulate their minds and force them to do whatever was commanded.

The Heavenly Wolf Banner was once a major force of nearly ten thousand men on the main battlefield, but it had fallen into a slump after a major battle years ago. Having changed hands several times in recent years, it had withdrawn from the main theater of war entirely.