Volume 1, Chapter 46: Escaping the Mirror Prison

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The lens-shaped mark on his chest was like a tiny stove, resonating with the Hongmeng Violet Qi that had stirred within him.

“The Purple-Gold Fiend Lord’s men are still searching the city,” Yuan Ziyuan said without looking up. “We need to find a way to slip out quietly.”

Liu Ruoxi’s phantom drifted slowly around the room.

“There’s no need to worry about leaving the city,” she said. “I can sense the routes they’re using to search. Avoiding them won’t be difficult.”

Su Haoming opened his eyes, somewhat surprised.

“You’ve already figured out who they are?”

“My consciousness wasn’t idle while I was imprisoned.” No emotion could be heard in Liu Ruoxi’s voice, but there was an inexplicable calmness in it. “I’ve more or less mapped out the Purple-Gold Fiend Lord’s stronghold.”

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Although the Yong army was powerful, it was far too small in number. At first, Qi Jiguang could still maintain his formation, but as time passed and the berserk soldiers of the Wandan Rebellion charged them again and again...

He suddenly felt an urge to reach out and touch her, but when he raised his head, he saw her almond-shaped eyes glaring fixedly at Lin Ran’s face.

Yi knew that the magical power of the six soul cultivators had been completely exhausted. They were resting now, and it would probably take them a very long time to recover.

Delong stubbornly forced himself to sit up. He knew that at a moment like this, he absolutely could not collapse. Otherwise, by the time he opened his eyes again, perhaps even the gates of the capital would have been opened from within.

Recalling what Heples and Cynthia had said at the time, Allen vaguely sensed that something was wrong somewhere, but for now he could only keep quiet and listen.

For a while, rumors of a teacher-student romance between him and Chen Lin had spread throughout the entire school. Because of that, Chen Lin had always been very careful to keep her distance from him in public. She had never been as uninhibited as she was today.

Yet what Yi saw was not that kind of feeling at all. It was an urge to rush forward and fight to the death. Still, Yi had experienced countless battles and immediately restrained himself, fixing his gaze on the battlefield ahead.

They put away the flashlights, walked through the short passage, and pushed open the stone door at the end. Then they went inside.

The man said nothing. He knew the other person was angry, but he did not care. After all, their boss had ordered him to do it.

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But this kind of new energy was simply too astonishing, so most people still refused to believe it, assuming that it was probably just a publicity stunt.

“What does it mean to be entangled in karmic retribution?” Zhong Sheng asked in bewilderment. He had never even heard of karma, but judging from the Palace Master’s tone, it sounded terrifying.

Therefore, she did not believe that the Princess of Xingcheng could find any fault with her at a time like this, nor was she worried that the princess standing before her could truly do anything to her.

As for Yang Feng, why were her memories of him so blurred? When exactly had her heart begun to stir?

Things like these would have sent an ordinary exorcist into raptures and been treated as priceless treasures even if they possessed only one of them. Yet he treated them as casually as food and water.

He pushed open the door and walked inside. The door immediately closed behind him. Turning his head slightly, he glanced at the two men in black behind him and saw pistols at their waists.

Xu Chen exhaled a breath of stale air and looked at the cigarette in his hand. Then he took a deep drag. The smoke entered his throat and went down into his stomach.

Xu Shu opened her mouth in surprise. Although all of it was true, the rumors circulating outside were so vivid and detailed that they seemed almost excessive, as though someone had witnessed everything with their own eyes.

“Hello, sir. The police are conducting an inspection. We’ve learned that you haven’t registered, so I’d like to ask you to come downstairs and register immediately.” Fan Jinhua improvised on the spot; one reason was enough to make him open the door at once.

On the screen appeared a rocket vehicle with half its cabin blown apart. The wreckage instantly enlarged and was drawn from a distant point toward them, revealing the place where a symbol should have been displayed.

“What if a heavenly demon came into this world? Would no one be able to defeat it? How powerful could they become?” Floating Cloud Master asked.

At the beginning, they were all low-level creatures, around level fifty or sixty. Later, powerhouses of the Heavenly rank began to appear.

Long Potian looked at the expression on Long Yuntian’s face and seemed to understand something. Concern inevitably appeared in his eyes.

When he looked up, Zheng Ji—whose eyes had been closed—had opened them at some point. Each of his hands gripped an arm wielding a blade. His eyes were utterly still, and he remained calm in the face of the sudden assassination attempt.

Collecting red leaves was not Jiao Ping’s first time doing so. Among his old circle of friends, it had long since become a joke. The price of red leaves had risen considerably lately, but that was hardly news on the forums. Many people knew that someone was trying to control the markets for red leaves and buckwheat.

As soon as Duan Qianyao finished speaking, she suddenly opened her eyes. The overwhelming aura filling the sky instantly returned to her body like a fledgling swallow returning to its nest. She turned and looked at Ye Feng beside her, then smiled.

Immediately afterward, the assassin’s body fell backward. His right arm bent, and his elbow came crashing down.

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After no more than two sentences, Ye Feng confirmed that Duan Qianyao had truly lost her cultivation. His heart sank straight to the bottom, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes as he gazed at her.

One of the gambling tricks exposed by a fraud-busting website in his previous life involved mercury: filling a die with mercury could make its internal balance change unpredictably. Only someone familiar with its secrets could roll the desired number. An ordinary person might notice that something was wrong, but there would be nothing they could do about it.

The Dragon Duke Sovereign’s words plunged Ye Ningxiang into silence. Both sides understood perfectly what those words implied.

What else could they do? The people were already dead. Why leave their souls behind? To give them another chance to return and seek revenge?

As they were speaking, a washbasin came flying over. Yun Fei caught it by reflex, only to see Chang Xiaoxiao enter the room with a flushed face.

Xuanwu’s expression changed drastically. When the great seal was shattered, the essence, energy, and spirit within him had withered to the extreme. He roared, and at the critical moment, transformed into his enormous true form. His four limbs and head all shrank into the Xuanwu shell in an instant.

Moreover, the divine office itself would automatically condense and transform divine power. After all, that was the salary provided by the office. As long as the concepts of getting lost and mazes still existed in this plane, divine power would continue to gather.

Fu Luo acted as though he had not heard. He suddenly extended a hand, and a ghost banner appeared. In an instant, the surroundings grew thick with ghostly energy, as though the temperature had dropped considerably. Fu Luo began muttering an incantation, and the ghost banner expanded to a tremendous size.

The trough-toothed crocodile, whose limbs were relatively short, thrashed its head wildly, but there was no way to ease the agony.

At once, the two monks Jiu Zhi and Jiu Mo took the lead, and Yun Fei’s group set off swiftly. The remaining monks naturally could not keep up and followed slowly from behind.

Such words of praise were truly inappropriate for Qiao Xiduo. Whenever she faced Lan Chenjun, her mind tended to go blank, so the fact that she had managed to think of even this much was already quite remarkable.

When had the mortals who once trembled in terror merely upon hearing their names become so frightening? The vampires felt as though they were specially selected eggs in a supermarket, watched hungrily by countless uncles and aunties waiting for the doors to open.

After glancing at Jin Shan and Ding Yilong, Ma Yingtang asked, “Leader, do you still consider him your brother?” [No errors, no skipped words.]

“Yan’er... can you finish what you’re saying in one go? Good, then. The four armies surround the Holy City, first putting psychological pressure on Shi Ang. Then Brother Hao makes a speech from the heights, and that old bastard Shi Ang immediately surrenders. Hahaha!” Tang Hao fell shamelessly into a daydream.

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