Volume One, Chapter 22: Rebuking the English Envoy

Rebuking the British Envoy

As these words were spoken, the entire court erupted in a clamor, every official shaken to the core.

The spatial barriers of this planet were not particularly sturdy; it seemed not to belong to a higher plane. Under the dragon’s roar, the space fractured, leaving behind a web of cracks and emitting a sound like tearing silk.

The heavens do not exist for the sake of man, nor does man live for the sake of the heavens. Liu Jiao may be Lan Qi’s heaven, but Lan Qi remains Lan Qi. She may long for him or think of him; he may be her everything, but he will never be her only.

Chu Mu’s goal was to enrage the Red-Eyed Wolf King, forcing it to unleash its "Flame Claw" beast skill once more, thereby creating the opportunity to execute a "Piercing Strike."

It was not just his senior brother, Ye Fei, who felt strange; even the old woman herself could not fathom it. She had died without ever understanding how she had met her end—only Su Jing knew the truth.

Ren Cangqiong followed the methods prescribed by the Venerable of Ten Thousand Medicines, answering the first question without any unnecessary embellishment.

Su Jing and the others grew increasingly puzzled. Why would the King of Wealth and Wind not only refuse the treasure but actually offer the Spirit Treasure a way out?

The rolling waves of sound caused the endless blood mist within the Transformation Pool to surge violently, causing the speed at which it merged into Mo Yu’s body to skyrocket once more.

"Then, if I were to infiltrate your Ancient Plane region, would I be detected at a single glance?" Feng Yun Wuhen asked hurriedly.

Having been alerted by him, the Mother of Life had already quietly slipped to the edge of the Dark Great World, ready to strike at any moment.

The fifty mages under Lin Yun’s command were also progressing rapidly; even the weakest among them now possessed the strength of a level-four mage, while the strongest had already reached level seven.

Protected behind others, Yu Hongsha’s hair hung in disarray. At these words, she could not help but sneer—while the Chu family plotted to tear her limb from limb, she was equally determined to send them to the guillotine.

The group of soldiers, blinded by their preconceptions, automatically filled in the blanks, finding Chen Xu to be increasingly unfathomable.

Since Prince Jing had developed such intentions, it was clearly a well-deliberated decision. If his resignation were truly due to the Emperor indirectly causing the death of the Princess Consort, he would not have waited until today.

Ruoyu had decided to cast caution to the wind. After all the torture Tianxiu had put her through lately, the mere thought of his recent actions made her teeth ache with the urge to pick a fight with him.

"I do not know about that. As for why it was not destroyed, first of all, it is not that the Sovereigns cannot enter here; those who come are Sovereigns. As Sovereigns, even if they harbor hatred, it is directed toward the living members of the Vermillion Bird Sacred Clan; there is no reason to attack the inscriptions," Sovereign Qiuyu remarked.

However, a flash of disappointment crossed the eyes of the charred skull. If only a stronger wave of lightning tribulation had come—then it would have been possible to determine if any poison truly remained.

"Watch your tongue! What time do you think it is? If the Vermillion Bird Sacred Clan falls, the Haotian region will be left with a vast void of territory, and many factions have their eyes on it," an elder cautioned Qin Chu and the others.

Coincidentally, during her darkest hours, none of the men who had treated her like a princess were anywhere to be seen.

The captain of the guards was clad in battle armor, his every step ringing out with a metallic clatter. From behind, he appeared to be a man of iron will and expressionless resolve, yet seen from the front, his face struggled to conceal a smile that refused to be hidden.

"When the time comes, and when Qin Chu’s issues are resolved, send him away. Once he is sent to the realms above, at the very least, we will not be punished." Leaving these words behind, the Hall Master of the Great Wilderness departed the underground palace.