Chapter 61: Obviously a Trap

"Just received word! Chu Han has been captured by the Su family! They thought he was you, and upon realizing their mistake, they've threatened to use him to flush you out!"

Su Haoming's expression darkened. "Where?"

"The abandoned Taoist temple in the south of the city," Nie Xueyi said anxiously. "My master is gathering people, but... it's too late."

Su Haoming decided instantly, "I'm going right now!"

"No!" Nie Xueyi stopped him. "This is clearly a trap!"

"So what if it's a trap?" A fierce determination flashed in Su Haoming's eyes. "Chu Han is in trouble because of me; how can I sit by and do nothing?"

Seeing his mind was made up, Nie Xueyi sighed. "Then I'll go with you."

"No need," Su Haoming shook his head...

He was in no mood to bother with anything else, riding straight to the drawbridge before leaping off his warhorse. Yet he stood there for ages, and stubbornly no one lowered the drawbridge. Completely exasperated and worried sick, he grabbed the nearest, sheepishly standing guardsman by the collar.

Profound truths are inherently rooted in the fundamental fabric of the cosmos. If heaven and earth were broken down into molecules, atoms, neutrons, and particles, then a profound truth would exist at the atomic level.

With a faint, bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, Kong Xuan handed Rain Master Fei a sound-transmission talisman—the very same one Feilian had once given him.

Returning to the ground, Xiu Jian's body still trembled uncontrollably. Fear gripped his mind, and the horrifying scene of his headless torso spraying a geyser of blood as it collapsed to the ground replayed vividly over and over again.

The remaining eight hundred or so soldiers on Kun Sa's side had also reacted and begun to counterattack, though in the process, they lost a few dozen more men. At the same time, they began scattering, using the surrounding buildings to return fire.

"To be this powerful... I'm afraid his spear could even pierce the defense of some sacred artifacts," the Black Demon said in shock. Cracks had appeared on the coffin, delivering a visually stunning and overwhelming impact to them.

A string of questions immediately popped into Lynn's mind. Marshal Mannerheim, revered and supported by the Finnish military and civilians, had been forced into exile overseas due to Soviet pressure. Did the Finnish people, whose vitality had been drained by years of war, really have the guts to stand up to the Soviets?

The Ottomans launched a few tentative assaults on the western wall before adopting a posture of a long-term siege, just as they had done before.

As for Lynn, Madam Bach always maintained a polite and measured distance, her amicable expression clearly masking conventional formality.

Putting aside the combat mode capable of inflicting damage on Yuuka for the moment... Reimu swallowed hard. The smiling, watchful gaze of Patchouli was already giving her the urge to turn and flee. It seemed Patchouli was indeed using that so-called "bandit theory" to retaliate.

Zhao Ping smiled, looking somewhat frail, before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed.

Finally, the silhouettes of the Qing army appeared within the field of view of the Mongols, leaving them dumbfounded by the scene before their eyes.

After eating and drinking my fill, I excused myself to use the restroom. Once done, I gave the hunchback a meaningful look, and the two of us left the private room one after the other.

Instead of aggressively chasing after her, I quietly took out my phone and snapped a photo of the young woman.

I had originally thought that saying this would make the old lady quiet down, but I was wrong. I had severely underestimated my own mother's lack of shame.

There was actually a bright red palm print on her face, which I hadn't noticed earlier because it was hidden by her hair.

The battle horns of the Qing army sounded like a passionate symphony. Tong Guogang was truly a renowned general of his time; despite the suddenness of the situation, his troop deployment remained orderly and calm.

Boss Xiao probably didn't know Zhao Ping's true identity; otherwise, he would have dropped to his knees long ago. When he received the phone call from Boss Xiao earlier, the man had still acted completely unconcerned.

Zhao Ping almost spat blood. What? Creating the netherworld? Are you out of your mind, bullshitting like you're drunk in a bar?

"You..." Qian Ya was so furious she almost vomited blood. Though her past behavior had indeed been unprincipled, after experiencing the ways of the world, she had thoroughly repented and would never act so dissolutely again.

Ye Taotao frowned, casting her gaze once more upon the white-haired old man before her.

The sudden darkness and oppressive weight were deeply uncomfortable, and Helian Xiaoxiao fainted from overwhelming terror.

This cave was inhabited by a single person and a fox. No matter how many travelers passed by or how many people knew of it, nothing could halt their journey.

Wen Hu seemed to sense Su Qing's gaze as well, flashing him a wide grin without saying much else. With a wave of his hand, he led the group forward.

The noble families and sects of Shangzhou knew they lacked the fortune to ally and travel alongside the Ling family, so they formed alliances among themselves.

"Are you planning to turn me into an invalid?" Nangong Yumo was speechless; she had no desire to end up crippled.

A crimson cloak, raven-black hair, and a delicate, snow-white oil-paper umbrella sheltered her from the dancing snowflakes in the sky. With every slippery step she took, she gradually blended completely into the vast, snowy world.

"I'm not scared at all. I've been wanting to test my late-stage Qi Refining cultivation anyway, not to mention we have Huo'er, a formidable master at the Qi Manifestation realm," Su Qing muttered disdainfully, a hint of dismissal in his eyes.

In an instant, Nanshan carried Huang Xia soaring high into mid-air, right above where disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were locked in fierce combat with fierce demons.

Tossing aside the weapons and equipment that might slow down their retreat, those men fled along a route that avoided Xuxingchuan's direction—though they naturally didn't forget to take Harvey Dent, Commissioner Gordon, and Jonathan Crane, the Scarecrow, whose legs had gone so weak he could barely walk.

The spectators on the viewing platform stood with their jaws dropped in astonishment. Too incredible! He had instantly obliterated a warrior at the Earth Polar Realm with a single move.

Originally, they had invited him to join the fun, but Mo Shaoqi had refused. Although he was itching to try, having never done it before made it difficult for him to take that final step.

"I'll go draw your bathwater. Take a soak before you sleep," An Bai said, heading toward the bathroom to prepare the tub for Sikong Changting.

"This fairy believes that the ghostly spirits inside the fake jade made a fuss themselves, which further proves that what's sealed inside is none other than the old Ghost Empress and the Ghost Crown Prince," Ling Xi stated with absolute certainty.

Sha Meng despised nothing more than being lectured by others. Ye Tian speaking to him in such a manner made a raging fire of fury ignite in his chest.

Mu Ranshan removed her outer robe to cover Ling Moze, then mustered all her strength to drag him behind a large boulder. Making sure he wouldn't be spotted at a glance by anyone approaching, she found a vantage point that offered a clear view, temporarily hiding herself to see whether the newcomers were friend or foe.

He walked around on the ground outside for quite a while before returning with a boulder in his arms.

After selecting what he deemed the most suitable high-rise building, the Emperor Penguin took the elevator to the rooftop. Surveying the streets of Fuyuki City, the penguin nodded in confirmation, then retrieved a mortar and a box bearing the Stark Industries logo from its spatial storage.