Chapter 26: Is This a Setup?

Song Tingran’s eyes gradually began to shimmer with color.
That was the color of the flower.
Brilliant and fervent.
Beneath the flower was a fair, delicate face, beaming like a little sun.
Song Tingran felt a sudden, heavy impact in his chest, as if struck by something; it was deep and dull, yet deafening.
An’an tilted her head, straining to hold her hands high above her head, even as her arms began to tremble slightly.
They were descendants of the Demon Dragon, not naturally gifted with great intellect. They possessed only raw strength and certain draconic abilities.
Setting aside the fact that this was the tomb of Ashe’s ancestors, even just breaking into it was something Wang Yu was not entirely confident he could achieve.
Beside him stood a young man shrouded in a large black robe. Through the pale moonlight, one could see it was Long Ye. With a detached gaze, he traversed the void and landed out of thin air outside the Immortal-Locking City.
“This pill has been stored for so long; it is possible that it has gained some sentience,” Hua Ling added with a frown.

The black mist coiled around his right hand churned and shifted like a raging storm. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down and think of a strategy.
What terrified Ji Tian was that as this divine light approached, all his methods proved ineffective. When the light brushed against the River of Time, it instantly tore an opening, and the annihilation waves of the Chaos Bell were snuffed out by the radiance.
The four families had originally agreed to jointly develop the magic crystal mines of Kalamanda, but now, the “landlord,” Mogron Pass, had preemptively contributed them to the League of Legends.
Ji Tian’s cry suddenly rang out. The Ancestral Dragon turned his head to see Ji Tian summoning a massive bell, its body a swirling chaos of mysterious yellow—it was the Chaos Bell.
“Your aunt is coming to pick you up. Let’s go!” Liu Yi said to Zhao Huan, who still looked lost.
Now, the western and northern branches, led by their two respective chiefs, had decided to merge into one.
At that moment, the light in Yi Dachuan’s eyes dimmed bit by bit; his former expectations had completely vanished like smoke in the wind.
Of course, besides the wood, Wang Sunqing and the others had also taken massive vases, each produced by one master craftsman or another. If they could find a buyer, these items would be worth a fortune.
Exclusive talent “Law of Longevity”: Upon reaching the seventh rank, one gains a point of intelligence every year until death. The older one gets, the clearer the mind, the more perfect the schemes, and the more the lord favors you. This was the survival rule that allowed Jia Xu to navigate the Three Kingdoms for years and ultimately die a peaceful death!
“We can’t live like this anymore. Revolt! Revolt against this wretched imperial court!” Fan Chong brandished his saber, launching a massacre. For the long-oppressed, impoverished masses, the stimulating scene felt cathartic. With this outlet for their rage, they slashed at the county soldiers to vent their grievances, regardless of whether they lived or died.

Gradually, he discovered that the bandits were gathering in one direction. It seemed to be an unspoken agreement among them—a signal that they had looted enough and were now retreating.
The people in the square were all cultivators, having transcended ordinary mortals and walking the path toward becoming superhumans.
Speaking of which, what happened? Well, many people probably realized it then; if I explain it to you this way, you might understand a thing or two, right?
Hunting down deserters did not require everyone; the idle soldiers of the Tiger Army gradually began to close in, slowly surrounding Dong Cizhong and Liu Xiu.
The Red Hare horse understood human intent and charged rapidly toward Wei Yan. Lu Bu gripped his Halberd of the Heavenly Heavens tightly and, without a word, swung it out with all his might.
I knew it must be the final and most crucial stage of tonight’s ceremony. Grandmother walked to the high platform in the center of the field and waved her arms; everyone immediately fell silent.
Receiving her affirmation, Liu Nanfeng smiled. So, in her heart, he was actually a gentle presence.
Hearing the words of the White Impermanence, the Black Impermanence was somewhat stunned. The White Impermanence never spoke about others behind their backs; why had he said so much this time?