Chapter 43: The Real and Fake Heiresses (43)

With that thought in mind, Ye Xiangchen drove the Sealing Immortal Seal into the body of the Three-Eyed Demon. At the same time, a vast amount of Ye Qi was poured by Ye Xiangchen into the demon.

Lu Mochuan put down his bathrobe and walked out. Panicking, I hurriedly slipped into my bathrobe, and just as I took a step forward, a scream echoed from outside the door.

In the night of May, the palace lanterns remained unextinguished, and the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom, their branches delicate yet blazing with intense brilliance.

Outside the window, Xiangxiang tightened her grip on her heart upon hearing these words. She remembered that Qi Hui had mentioned several times how he had once harbored the intent to commit regicide and patricide, but Shifeng had always stopped him, urging him not to take that step. The Emperor's remark did not seem like a casual slip of the tongue, and at that moment, Qi Hui's voice drifted out from inside the room once again.

However, Chen Baijue was inherently kind-natured and deeply grateful to his mother. Instead of looking down upon her, he became even more protective. Zhao Xiangqi had never brought up the past to Chen Baijue, leaving him under that misconception for all these years.

The Holy Soul Pill was a tier-four medicinal pill, rumored to possess the miraculous ability to restore flesh to skeletons and bring the dead back to life—a divine medicine so rare it could only be encountered by chance, never by design.

Yet whenever she thought of the fact that this child carried half of Li Mofan's blood within its veins, she felt nothing but agony.

Back then, he had found it strange; given the formidable backing behind Li Mofan, even if he were accused of wrongdoing, he should have found a way to turn the situation around.

Yesterday, having absorbed the soul of Uchiha Madara's younger brother right before his eyes, Pan Chen's soul longevity had reached twenty-nine years. Gaining twenty-five extra years of lifespan relieved him of that heavy sense of oppression and allowed him to truly understand the utility of absorbing souls.

A spatial fluctuation flashed by, and accompanied by a dramatic change in the scenery before their eyes, Sun Qitian and the others found themselves transported to a dim and gloomy world.

"I probably won't have much chance of undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation in this lifetime anyway, so even watching it would be of no use," Qi Hui replied coldly.

At this very moment, the layout of the Heaven Beyond Heavens was thoroughly altered. Perhaps people ought to realize that divine beings were not necessarily the most powerful of all.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Dragon Scale Blade in his hand burst with a dazzling golden light. A low dragon roar reverberated outward, and a peculiar wave of energy dispersed, narrowly blocking the aftermath of the evil spirit's soul attack. This was precisely the automatic defense feature of the Dragon Scale Blade, an ability possessed only by ancient divine artifacts.

Upon hearing just now that Long Fei had been appointed as the First Deputy Commander of the Silver Armor, Dias had felt somewhat flustered. But seeing Long Fei actually leading a rebellion at this moment, he was instantly overjoyed.

"What is this supposed to mean? An additional condition for the bet? If I win, does that mean you have to listen to me?" Ruchu gritted her teeth, holding her ground stubbornly.

Therefore, despite the pursuit and interception of numerous martial artists, Li Feng and his group still managed to carve a bloody path and break out of the encirclement.

Mo Yeqing's hands trembled incessantly as he gripped the demonic blade, the skin on both palms cracked to pieces by the divine general's spear—a truly horrifying sight.

This sentence made everyone heave a sigh of relief. They had never doubted Heim's honesty, but precisely because of that, they had grown increasingly anxious about the curse they had only heard of in rumors. Now, the news brought back by Reegar undoubtedly made them feel a great deal more at ease.

Before discovering who her true biological father was, the Krenth sisters had always been synonymous with ruthlessness and cruelty in the eyes of Vilar's opponents, serving as his most formidable allies.

After all these years, Qi Hui had ultimately chosen to remain by his side. With the six paths of reincarnation shifting and a ghost immortal acknowledged by the six realms, what meaning was there in everything that had transpired back then? Nether Fire could not comprehend it; perhaps they were merely pawns manipulated by the Heavenly Dao.

Ever since entering the officialdom, this was the first time Li Tianyi had encountered a problem that left him completely helpless.

Death Valley was merely a training ground where the Japanese military trained death-defying agents and massacred Chinese martial artists; there was no need for them to deploy elite forces like special operations units to protect it.

Such a scene was witnessed by many. They finally understood that the Sovereign was truly the Sovereign, the master of all living beings across the myriad realms. Ordinary experts were simply not qualified to approach him, and they finally comprehended the true meaning of that phrase.

"Yes," Xue Wu replied, yet he maintained his original posture, not daring to relax even the slightest bit.

Mo Xiaosheng let out an exaggeratedly tragic shriek, pointing to his own ribs and waist. He was hinting to Mori Seijun that this was where he should be kicked.

Vice President Wang was currently playing strictly by the book. With a few reasonable tasks assigned each day, he kept Gao Jun overwhelmingly busy yet utterly helpless—this was the embodiment of a leader's authority.

"I just wanted to test my true abilities and see if I could escape," Li Qing said with a light smile. With a single step forward, he arrived right in front of the Illusion Beast King and subdued it.

Yet who had ever decreed that a middle-aged person could not possess a childlike heart, or could not play alongside their good sisters and brothers?

Ichiro Inoue immediately straightened his back and said with absolute confidence, "As long as that person doesn't show up, dealing with Li Tianyi will be as easy as taking candy from a baby."

"Hey! ... Don't eat what's on this table!" Vivian watched as Wu Ming reached for the bread on the table, wanting to stop him, but it was already too late—though the words still slipped out.

Why did this man's figure, emerging from behind the tree, give off such a sense of deja vu? It felt as though, once upon a time, he had also appeared to help her in her moments of crisis.

On the other hand, the other thugs glanced at this fellow's face and relaxed. Several of them resumed their dawdling approach toward Shirley. The thug cast a glance at his companions—why were these guys moving forward again? Hadn't they seen him get struck by magic?

The emotions of the audience in the venue were far from being fully vented. The enthusiastic cheers of tens of thousands of people shouting in unison, coupled with declarations of "I love you," felt like stepping into a mad confession party. The deafening noise completely drowned out the tail end of the remaining song.