Volume One, Chapter 21: The Yellow-Skinned Creature

To be honest, when Wang Dong saw the two men—one large, one small—looking exactly like brothers, he felt a bit afraid. He feared that these two might be his own kin, the famous Er Wang brothers. After all, the timing matched perfectly.

On the great path, there were many shadows. Three days later, there was a banquet to attend. It was acceptable to skip it, and it wouldn’t really matter. That was how Duyuan thought, but Guyue felt otherwise.

“Hey, hey, hey! Her tongue belongs to me. If anyone’s cutting it, it should be me!” another male voice interrupted from nearby.

“Lord Yan, please honor your promise,” Yun Chen said promptly, bowing slightly, now that Lin Chuxia’s soul had been found.

Zhong Xiu was puzzled and couldn’t answer this question. The surrendered tribes also looked down from the warship, watching their destroyed homelands with a mixture of sorrow and relief that they had followed these foreign conquerors away—otherwise, they would have been shattered to pieces.

Lei observed the layout inside the room for a while before choosing a seat by the window. He casually ordered a pot of tea and sipped it slowly, waiting patiently for Li Tianming’s arrival.

After Qin Ming finished speaking, he walked around Yu Meixi and returned to his room. With a loud bang, he sealed the room completely from the living area.

After taking a bite, he quickly released it and gasped for breath. The monkeys around chattered and laughed, some clapping their hands, finding the human’s behavior amusing.

When he had saved himself once before, his shadow had remained in his heart, never to be shaken off. Especially after his father’s words, the shadow within him became even clearer.

Qin Ming paid it no mind. After all, Zhu Mingyu’s affairs had little to do with him. No matter how Zhu tried to stir trouble, he would surely weigh his own strength and avoid causing problems for him again.

Xiao’s father sneered coldly but said nothing. It seemed that this uncle, tormented by illness, was in a foul mood and temper.

Feng Le sneered as well. At this moment, he had no intention of continuing to battle with Sha Hu, for something else had occurred just now through the fleeting light restriction.

“What about the Nine Chaos Heavenly Apparatus? Do you have no suggestions, Heavenly General Sun Wu?” A cold voice came, and Dark Sun and Ice Moon slowly stepped out from behind Sun Wu. Sun Wu heard Dark Sun’s voice but showed no surprise at all.

Above the star chart, a cluster of ghostly blue flames rolled and rose slowly. At the center of the flames floated a strange black metal object, its shape peculiar as if it were a part torn from some ancient mechanical world.

What was even more unsettling was that the sources of the upheaval were mostly obscure sects, suddenly appearing from nowhere and forcefully uniting entire planets.

Meanwhile, the seven incarnations, despite the sudden weakening of their original power, had all returned to Feng Le’s spiritual platform.

Feng Le’s words carried a mixture of amusement and seriousness, leaving the Snow Moon Spirit Fox utterly unable to discern what he was truly thinking.

“Sir, may I ask if you have any proposals?” Hao Tian, seeing no one else speak, had to ask.

“Nothing wrong, feeling great—light as a feather, as if ascending to immortality,” Chen Qiang moaned comfortably.

At the outskirts of the Demon Forest, a fierce wind blew, thunder rumbled incessantly in the sky, and crackling lightning spread like a winding dragon across the forest. The thunderlight illuminated the pitch-black night, and the flickering bolts filled people with despair.

Heads could be severed, blood could be spilled, but the bottom line must never be broken; otherwise, there would be a second and a third time, eventually evolving into a second wandering star. After these words, Anzi turned and left. When the stone gate closed, Zhuang Yao was already crying her heart out.