Volume One, Chapter 111: Imprisonment

“Do you really think this thing can bind a god?”
Montage looked at the unremarkable Chaos Silk in his hand, finding it hard to believe.

“Of course! In terms of quality, this thing is leagues above the pocket watch you're holding.”
Knowing Montage would find it difficult to understand, Dakang used the stopped pocket watch as a point of reference.

“That powerful?”
Once told it was stronger than the stopped pocket watch, Montage immediately grasped its significance.

“So, how do you use it?”
Just as Anzhe had been enjoying himself for less than five minutes, he heard a cheerful voice nearby.

With a heart full of eager anticipation, Yang Hao began compressing the fire element. Instantly, he felt a difference from before. Previously, compressing fire element to this degree would cause it to become restless and uncontrollable, but now the fire element remained obedient, like a well-behaved child.

For the first time, his own insights were clearer and more detailed than those gained from the Sagrit Keystone.

Especially the third possibility—if that were true, then a great opportunity was at hand.

The Fly Demon fluttered its translucent wings like a fly’s, lifting its bloated body into the air with an irritating buzz.

“Dragon horse? Seahorse?” Hearing their words, Ali was momentarily stunned. Yet her gaze still turned to the horses pulling the carriage ahead.

However, now that these guild assassins’ strength had suddenly surged, though their numbers remained the same, the difficulty of this battle began to rise considerably.

The War God’s spear burned with golden flames. As Lei Rui hurled it, his precision throwing skill activated, aiming directly at the core luminous orb of the massive beast.

Amu sneered, looking at the Spring Festival couplets written by Li Ruyu. He couldn’t tell whether they were good or bad, but deep down he felt the handwriting wasn’t as fine as that of the person he held dear. Still, since it was just for good luck, he decided to put them up anyway.

In the blink of an eye, the burly, weathered, and handsome man transformed, radiating an almost divine martial aura.

Scrambling out of the casino, Xia Hao crouched by the roadside, utterly distraught. He wanted to light a cigarette to ease his nerves, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t grasp it.

“Dragon Lord Ye.” As Dragon Lord Ye replied, his hand gripped the longsword, slashing downward with near-mad fury, unleashing the supreme power of both dragon and demon.

The terms had now been discussed. He knew Ye Haochuan wanted to venture into the Abandoned God-Demon Pit and required his accompaniment, so there was no longer any need for him to grovel.

Mofeng naturally understood the implication and walked away. Instantly, only Jun Haixin and Bai Zhuyun remained by the staircase.

He seemed resolute, determined that she retract her words. Yet she neither wished to take them back nor to deceive or placate him against her will. Unconsciously, this had led to the current situation.

Upon the towering cinnabar furnace, four golden dragons were embedded, carved with countless patterns resembling both mythical mountains and divine beasts.

“Shut up! What right do you have to insult my mother?” Xia Qi snapped coldly at Gu Meien. The icy glare she cast made Gu Meien momentarily feel a chill reminiscent of Jun Jinyan’s current expression, causing her heart to tremble.

The troublesome episode seemed to have ended, but Tai Ge pursued relentlessly, even issuing a bounty and assassination order targeting Shentu Nan. Surprisingly, there was dynamic footage, clear and unmistakable.

Murong Lan avoided his gaze, steeling her heart and declaring, “Today, I will leave!” With that, she swung her treasured sword, rushing straight at Tuoba Jie. Tuoba Jie dodged the first strike with a flash, Murong Lan pivoted and thrust the sword at his chest. Once again, Tuoba Jie dodged the second attack.

Fortunately, Yang Longyan appeared to have no ambitions for now. If he did, he would likely have tried to win over Feng Dao immediately after his release. Feng Dao wouldn’t have risked blocking his arrival, nearly costing him his life.