Chapter 124: Why So Slow?

“Awake?”

Xu Yu shifted his gaze from outside to Shen Liangyan. He was wearing a black robe, hanging loosely around him.

He had just finished bathing and had not even wiped away the droplets of water on his body, looking like a beautiful mermaid fresh from the sea.

His shoulder was dampened by the beads of water clinging to his hair. No trace of blood seemed to have seeped through, though perhaps the black fabric simply concealed it.

Xu Yu leaped out of bed and reached over to pull at his collar, but her hand was...

“Messenger from another world, you have finally arrived in our Noxus. On behalf of the nation, I welcome you!” Swain spoke first.

But Zhang San had long been on guard against Great Song pulling such a trick. Thus, when the opposing force of twenty thousand men launched its attack, the two local garrison divisions immediately drove them back and occupied the surrounding areas, including Zhenjiang, Suzhou, and Hangzhou.

Han Yue’s water dragon attacked Hurricane several times, yet failed to break through the White-Winged Wind Beast’s defenses. Seeing that the water dragon could not breach Hurricane’s defenses, Han Yue transformed its head and scales entirely into Profound Ice. Clad in Profound Ice armor, the water dragon became even more ferocious. It managed to break through Hurricane’s defenses every time, but still could not get close to the White-Winged Wind Beast itself.

Lu Bu endured the numbness in both arms, swung his Sky-Piercer Halberd, and thrust it straight at Guan Yu, who was standing there in a daze.

Wasn’t Gu Liangxi a perfect example? Even when the boss treated her well, she still wasn’t satisfied and insisted on harming others. Now, not even her corpse remained.

Du Bo smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Third Brother. What should we do with these people?” He pointed toward those whose interrogations had revealed no serious misconduct.

Even if their allies were right in front of them, they would crash straight into them. It was not that they wanted to attack their comrades—they simply could no longer control themselves.

“System, what is this?” Xia Qiu stared at everything in astonishment, finding the object unimaginably mysterious. It was dazzlingly beautiful, almost dreamlike, as though it had come straight out of a fairy tale.

When Yang Huaiyuan awoke from his dream, he was astonished to discover that he was no longer inside the bus from before.

As Qin Han removed his mask and sunglasses, revealing his true appearance, countless viewers in front of their televisions froze in astonishment.

As for Cang Yu, after arriving here, he was no longer attacked by any other merfolk. Perhaps they knew that having an elder intervene was enough.

Teng Qingmu, Fengleizi, the Hundred Blossoms Fairy, the Heavenly Flame Demon Emperor, the Earthwalker, Ziluo the Fairy, Su Yannan, the Insect King, and Li Bingshui were all present.

Fu Xiaoyun ranked thirty-fourth on the Sacred Enlightenment List. Although Ling Jiu was not on the list, his strength was on par with Fu Xiaoyun’s.

Watching the Lord of Destruction depart, the Lord of Life and the Lord of Fate exchanged a glance and could not help sighing inwardly. Moments later, the spatial turbulence returned to calm, and no one would ever know that three supreme rulers had once passed through this place.

This scene stirred memories buried deep within him. One image after another from his childhood surfaced before his eyes. He, too, had personally experienced the pain of losing loved ones—a memory he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Although these three great clans ranked beneath the Five Sects, their histories were in no way inferior to those of the Five Sects. All of them had inherited their lineages from the first cultivators of the ancient era.

Sure enough, in the next instant, several sharp cracks of breaking bones rang out one after another. Amid another wave of panicked cries and fleeing footsteps, the dozens of Holy Spirit Guards were torn to pieces.

The four Thunder Souls struggled futilely for a few moments before, unwillingly, accepting the mark that belonged exclusively to Long Ye.

“Since there’s no room for negotiation and one of us must die, so be it. I’ll make the first move now and save myself trouble later.” As he spoke, the Chongli Sword appeared in his hand once more, and he raised it as if to bring it down.

More than two meters tall, its entire body covered in skin with a metallic sheen, it possessed muscles so developed that even the physique of the world’s bodybuilding champion would pale in comparison. It looked remarkably like the hulking zombies they had encountered before, except it was even larger and far more powerful.