Chapter 65: Arkham Academy of Heroes

An atmosphere far more terrifying than a great battle hung in the air, oppressive enough to suffocate, as if an earth-shattering conflict was brewing and could erupt at any moment.

Xuanyi walked step by step along the rugged mountain path, while Yue Qingcheng and Jun Mochen followed leisurely behind.

The ancient Duke had led troops to support the Empress and the Second Prince, and had already been sentenced to capital punishment. The Duke himself had also been thrown into the celestial prison. Barring any unexpected turns, a death sentence was unavoidable.

Thus, due to Song Bing and Yun Xiang getting acquainted through a fight, the two groups of people merged into one and moved forward. Shili Fortress was situated on the outskirts of a relatively large town, covering an area of about twenty-odd mu, carrying a distinct air of local tyrants.

"I..." The deputy commander wanted to say "I am scolding you," but meeting Long Qi's gaze, for some reason, the words failed to come out.

Jian Wuchen was already a peerless genius in the way of the sword; mastering one principle opened the door to a hundred, so learning these techniques came to him naturally and effortlessly.

The enemy's abilities were truly somewhat overwhelming; such formidable power must surely rank among the top ten strongest among demon gods. Why had he never heard of such a figure before?

Having practiced medicine for many years, injuries of this sort could not escape his sharp discerning eyes; one look made it obvious that they had been deliberately inflicted by someone.

In the boundless universe, there are countless galaxy clusters, within which are countless galaxies, and within galaxies, countless solar systems. Yet, the solar system is already the limit of human exploration.

"I'll give it, I'll give it!" Jiang Shanshan only then realized just how crazily ruthless this man could be. Everything he had said to her earlier was entirely true; if she did not satisfy him, he really would dismantle her piece by piece to use as fertilizer for flowers. It was only half a map—saving her life came first, she had to survive above all else.

"Such a thing actually happened? How is that possible!" Chenlu felt a sudden wave of surprise. To verify whether what had just happened was truly her doing or merely a coincidence, she quickly closed her eyes again, concentrated, and willed Huzi to run.

A glimmer of understanding washed over Zhong Qing. Looking at Yuchi You's indecisive expression, a trace of comforting, gentle a smile finally appeared. "You'er, let's go back. I certainly don't wish to see the Eastern籬 State lose a benevolent emperor who loves his people." Her clear, beautiful eyes shone with exceptional purity.

"It's different?!" The woodpecker started in surprise, then looked around. Seeing nothing different—if there really was anything different, it was that the trees here were much taller and more luxuriant than the ones just now, blocking even the sunlight from shining through.

Previously, she had thought nothing of catching a ride in Ji Ke's car during the holidays, but ever since the incident on the mountain, she always felt something was a bit off.

"Heehee, good words are not repeated! If you didn't hear them, tough luck." Wu Lian'er returned to her usual playful demeanor when bickering with Wu Dao.

And this blue portion represented the Beiyang warlords. Thinking of this, Li Ningyu recalled a story.

Wu Dao found it quite amusing after listening. "What's the use of comparing yourself to scum? Just step on him!" With that, Wu Dao delivered a fierce stomp to Dongfang Wangye's stomach.

"Wanchi, take me to find Yue Wuhen." Seeing that she was still immersed in her naive fantasies, Zhong Qing interrupted her viciously.

The only thing that left Lin Yun somewhat depressed was that Lin Zhen had made a breakthrough, now transforming into a tier-four Dragon Battle Emperor.

"About 13 kilometers! It will take 20 minutes!" Although Chiang Kai-shek saw the joy on Li Ningyu's face, he still replied in a standard, matter-of-fact tone.

Because communication tools were susceptible to wiretapping—even the dedicated channels of S.H.I.E.L.D. were no exception—such important mission intelligence had to be reported in person.

Gong Qianzhu was struck with panic when she abruptly realized she was resting her head on someone's lap, prompting her to let out a miserable wail and roll down clumsily.

Zhenren Diancang actually didn't quite believe Qiu Ming's words. Back then, Qiu Ming didn't even have a single alchemy furnace, and had traded for one from him; his alchemy skills should logically be inferior to his own.

After finishing, Qiu Ming mounted the nine-colored deer and left. Meijianchi knelt once more behind him, kowtowing respectfully three times to thank Qiu Ming for helping him avenge his father.

Hearing Tang Yan put it that way, everyone didn't mind and resumed chatting, asking them when they planned to get married, how many people they wanted to invite, and other miscellaneous wedding-related questions.

He scooped me into his arms and carried me into a room, laying me down on a soft, large bed. The moonlight-white lighting in the room, paired with a black, white, and gray decor scheme, gave off an illusion of desolate solitude. This was probably his bedroom, I figured.

The knowledge of profound spacetime laws could be grasped so easily, yet some introductory-level knowledge was incomplete—this was why Patch believed magic development on Earth was distorted.

Tell me, do you owe Prince Wang Zizhong money? How much, and when was it borrowed? When you agreed to repay it multiplied, how many times was it?

My heart began to ache painfully. When I looked straight into his eyes and saw them slightly red-rimmed and shimmering with unshed tears, I felt a sudden impulse to forgive him for everything.

Bai Yu glanced at Cheng Liping, her shoulders trembling as two lines of tears streamed down. He Yong awkwardly reached out a hand, seemingly wanting to help wipe away her tears, yet his disobedient eyes kept stubbornly drilling toward her chest.

At this moment, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel puzzled. He desperately wanted to know how the Night King had obtained this news, and why he had appeared in Qingbei.

Indeed, the morning sun was not overly scorching; the temperature was pleasant, casting only a warm, cozy glow upon people.

Yet upon seeing who the person on the ground was, his body stiffened for a moment, followed by an indescribable, agonizing regret—how could it be her?

Luo Anning took a deep breath, slowly turned her head to look toward the operating room, and began to walk forward step by step. Fu Shaoquan watched Luo Anning, slowly extending a hand, yet no sound escaped his lips.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, though I appreciate it. Birds of a feather flock together, after all." He Yong's tail was practically reaching the heavens.

In the distance lay an expansive green meadow dotted with rows of tombstones, and on the sign to her left were four prominent characters—Place of Rest.

Long Xiaotian fell into deep thought. He had been so focused on urging Qin Yang and Long Piaopiao to marry early that he had completely forgotten to consider other matters.