Volume One, Chapter 116: The Nightmare Forbidden Zone

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Unfortunately, no matter how long he pondered, he couldn’t figure it out. It felt familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, yet it also seemed unfamiliar. The tone in Montage’s voice shifted continuously, finally producing precise syllables. The moment his words fell silent, the surrounding mist churned violently. Three figures gradually emerged. “Captain Yue, Brother Meng, Sister Yueyue!” Montage looked at the three with delight. At first, she had been curious about the mysterious man, Li Yunfeng, who valued her talent and wanted to take her as his disciple.

“I thought he would be formidable, but he’s just so-so. Enough, stop fighting; I’m getting impatient,” Wang Kai frowned, displeased, waving his hand dismissively. This was Wang Yongji, an official in the Ministry of War, a successful candidate from the second year of the Longqing reign, and a staunch ally of Lin Zhuo. After a series of confrontations with Zhang Juzheng, his nerves were taut. Seeing that Tan Lun’s intentions were ominous, he immediately lost his temper, showing no respect and openly biting back.

Upon hearing the prompt, Wang Kai paid little mind, shrugged, and leisurely prepared to ascend the first mountain peak. “Can you really remove the scars on your body?” Ye Fei’s eyes shone with hope, her voice trembling with excitement. “Keep the goods to replenish the losses of the Beiyang Navy, no need to hand them over to the Naval Office. As for the people, none are to remain; the brothers of the Beiyang Navy still await them underground,” Lin Zhuo glanced at the list and spoke casually. “I’ll go help you get some hot water,” Xue Qing, wiping the glass, put down the cloth and hurried to follow.

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At the same time that Mu Ningyou and her companions were ambushed, Bai Susu in Country M also encountered three men in a remote clearing. The mighty axe wielder, King Qin, truly astonished Wang Hao after their battle with his superb axe skills. In the office of the Leng family’s CEO, Long Wu found Leng Mocheng’s smug, well-fed expression unbearably grating. However, now she faced the formidable challenge of Yu Mu. She could already imagine how harsh Yu Mu’s test would be, especially since in her previous life, she had married into the Zhou family. Five years, nearly four of them spent imprisoned, had deeply taught her the helplessness of losing control over one’s destiny.

Within less than two minutes, it was all over. Apart from increasingly feeble groans of pain, there was no other sound. The stench of blood was overwhelming and nauseating. Sister Li Yue shook her head; she hadn’t arranged a matchmaker but insisted on accepting the mediator’s gift, which now backfired on her. However, this matter had escalated to the point where it was no longer just between her second aunt and the Liu family, but a conflict between the Li and Liu families. “What’s the big deal? As you said, he’s not entirely confident either. He might be busy for a while and gain nothing, and perhaps even offend the Zhou family. But whether he succeeds or not, I’ll reward him. Naturally, he chose me to represent him,” Li Jinfeng said.

Su Meng and Long Wu did indeed go to bed late and woke late this morning. Thinking they were returning to her mother’s home, Su Meng wasn’t in a hurry. Afterwards, Nian Touhead chatted with Mo Yi on one side, while Nian Lan’er went to whisper with Yue’e and Yuejiao. Lady Nian took Li Yue into a room and politely asked her to be understanding if Lan’er acted out of line when she entered. After securing a psychological upper hand, the Wrathful Heavenly Sovereign no longer hesitated, leading the Snowfield Star Sea Divine Army with nearly a thousand beams of weapon light, launching a direct assault on the Thunder Punishment Heavenly Sovereign, leaving him no chance to retreat to the Void.

During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Liu Bei organized a militia in Zhuojun, joined by Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. This time, the archaeological site was originally reserved for third-year students, but the college leadership specially granted Li Mu a spot to join the third-year teachers and senior students. Zhao Yun and Xu Shu stepped forward, catching Li Mu firmly. Zhuge Liang, Pang Tong, Huang Zhong, Ma Chao, Dian Wei, and others all stepped forward as well. “What are you looking for? Is there something under this tree?” Fanyin asked. Bai Ze frowned and listened closely. Fanyin immediately raised her voice and repeated the question loudly.

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“No problem. You’re from upstairs, right? Just go with me to any shop as a formality,” said a waiter, who then walked away. Apparently, the owner had given him some instructions. “Glory Tower is Mr. Fu’s property. My mother also jumped from that building, so no matter what, it’s connected to the Fu family,” Su Yiwan said. She sharply knocked on her forehead—siblings, what was she thinking? Then she stepped into the carriage and gently closed the door, but stopped to leave a slight crack.

However, this person was truly cunning and always sought ways to squeeze every drop of information from prisoners; many of the torment methods were his inventions. The seven-color divine thunder of the nine-hit strike was indeed formidable. Qian Tieyuan’s mouth bled, the blood streak growing thicker—his internal organs seemed shaken. At the hour of the night, Gao Shun led five thousand soldiers out of the east gate of Chencang City; Dong Min, Lü Bu, and others commanded the remaining sixteen thousand out of the south gate. However, to Jiang Yan, one million spirit coins were insignificant; for now, he would simply add some attributes as he saw fit.

“Please thank Mr. Ching Carter on my behalf; I don’t want to be a bullet for politicians,” Long Jianfei said coolly. What he sought was tangible benefits. Though the Ten Blades were the strongest Espada under Aizen, they were not invincible to rivals. Shen Zhou’s eyes gleamed sharply as he stepped forward to dodge Chen Liang’s grasp, wrapping his legs around the latter’s left arm and clutching his wrist with both hands. Suddenly twisting his body like a crocodile biting its prey, he executed a deadly roll move. Hearing that someone wished to see him, Karen felt irritated. On this land, a mere cough from him sent countless hearts trembling. Now, early in the morning, he demanded the gates be guarded strictly, barring all idlers—if necessary, he would have them driven away.