Volume 1, Chapter 53: Bloody Suppression, The Fallen

In the gathering of a hundred people, not a single sound was uttered.

"Very well, it seems you all understand now who the true boss is here." After staring at everyone for five minutes, and watching them all kneel and tremble for five minutes;

This was not only a demonstration of her own formidable power, but also allowed Qi Fengling to screen the area for potential threats.

Inside the Wangwangfa Supermarket, excluding the women who were unable to come out, Qi Fengling counted a total of one hundred and twenty-six people, among whom fifteen were awakened individuals, with the highest rank being early stage level one.

Perhaps due to the survival of the fittest in the apocalypse, or perhaps because of Zhu Yong's cruelty, Qi Fengling did not see a single adult over the age of fifty among these one hundred and twenty-six people, nor did she...

Before I had time to lower my head for a closer look, two cold blades had already swept toward the top of my head. I formed a sword finger with my left hand, traced a circle with the Shadow-Pursuing Sword, and after two crisp "clangs," I retreated abruptly once again, while simultaneously executing the sword form known as "White Lotus Drinking Water."

After glancing around briefly, He Erniang and I stepped ashore. Once on the bank, I took off my animal-skin boots, poured out the water inside, and then unzipped the animal-skin bundle, shaking out all the accumulated water.

"Master!" Upon seeing Chen Fan, the two of them were overjoyed. Although their recent strength had grown immensely and their tacit cooperation allowed them to dare to face ordinary demon kings, these dozens of fierce beasts were still far too terrifying. The moment they discovered them, they had fled immediately, but they were still pursued and caught up to.

In terms of sheer physical strength, I was definitely no match for any of them at the moment. Even when Aato and Hogg grabbed me and ran, I could not muster enough strength to break free from their grip.

Just at that moment, the voice of Li Tianchen suddenly rang out. I know not when, but he had quietly appeared behind the Golden Crow Spiritual Shadow Tiger.

Tang Yu waved his hand and said, "Let's go, take them back! It will be bad if Charles and the others return!" Then, under his control, the two flying vehicles descended steadily. After their mechanical arms grabbed the prisoners, they soared back up into the air.

Nearby, Wu Xin and the others hovered in mid-air to watch the battle, their expressions solemn. Tang Feis strength far exceeded their imagination.

However, based on the data provided by Ambassador An, the two other characteristics of the Tianzhu automotive market observed by Li Fanrong also gave him an understanding of a very interesting phenomenon through those same traits.

Because the accompaniment for the song Jianghu Intent required a blend of many different instruments, creating the backing track was extremely slow. It took an entire afternoon and evening before Qin Sang finally completed the arrangement, score writing, and lyric transcription.

Having served as the Prefect of Huazhou for over two years, Jiang Anshi had traveled through all fifty-three counties of Huazhou, developing a profound emotional attachment to this land and its people. The local commoners were equally simple-hearted and hardworking, yet they endured even more severe hardships. Faced with a harsh environment and the ravages of war, they remained as tenacious as camel thorns on the Gobi Desert, thriving and enduring with indomitable strength.

Whenever an external client arrived, her assistant would usually go downstairs to escort them up. It was utterly impossible for an ordinary person to see Guo Xiangling during working hours, let alone a beggar.

The Great Demon King approached suspiciously within a few dozen yards. The boy and the fierce beast looked over alertly at the same time. Immediately afterwards, murderous intent flared in the eyes of both child and beast, and from a mere five-year-old child, an aura of bestial slaughter surged forth endlessly.

With his gaze fixed on the map upon the table, there were two ways to leave Fangzhou: one was to follow Wu Yanhaos method and drift along the Yuanhua River, which bordered eight prefectures on its two banks, leaving seven other choices besides Fangzhou; the other was to cross the Yuanhua River and march the army south toward Renzhou or Huangzhou, fighting while advancing so that the imperial court would find it difficult to dispatch a large army to encircle them in time.

Liu Dingtian also noticed this problem. Along the way, sitting atop his Azure Glow Sword, he had already recovered most of the spiritual energy within his body.

Ling Feiyun smiled and said, "By the command of Eunuch Zhang, this subordinate will henceforth wait upon Lord Hua. Please feel free to issue any commands you may have, my lord." This was clearly planting a spy right by his side. Looking at Ling Feiyun sitting there with an arrogant posture, how could Hua Sisheng dare to order this fellow around? He could only do his best to wait on him properly.

According to her temperament, she would normally want to march right up there and kick those nagging aunties away, but her older sister would always chat with them gently, even if she didn't know what they were talking about.

Judging by Qi Haos expression, he probably recognized her, but he surely never expected her to pull out so much money.

Yet, in truth, it hardly mattered. After this battle, the moniker of the Masked Man was destined to draw the worlds attention; calling it a dragon soaring through the skies with a fame spreading ten thousand miles would be entirely fitting.

The Wu Jianlang before him let out a muffled grunt, and the great sword on his back flew up with a resonant chime, hovering autonomously in mid-air. Its blade hummed incessantly, radiating a thirst for action and a craving to drink the blood of demons.

While writing this chapter of The Golden Fireman, the author suddenly recalled university life from many years ago, those people and those events, feeling a stirring of emotions. Life changes you and me; who can truly remain unchanged at heart? A wisp of foolish obsession, offered merely to bring a smile to your face.

And so, Liu Jingyu and the others followed closely behind Xie Lanxue. Seeing her successfully crack the formation and pass through smoothly, they felt quite delighted in their hearts.

Even if it were just a magnified tube of a life potion, Dylos could extract a massive amount of energy from it to make up for the shortfall in his own vital essence.

However, just as Meyer shattered the long cone, another eight long cones appeared out of thin air, pinning his hands and feet once more. Hearing the sound of shattering crystal, Hermit Nanyi turned her head and smiled faintly at Meyer. With that smile, she told Meyer that everything was entirely under her control.

Jiang Liu thought to himself, "Even if I were to reveal the whereabouts of the Beacon Fire Token, I doubt you would spare me. Since death is certain either way, ask what you will, I simply will not speak." With that, he closed his eyes tightly and refused to utter another word.

Hong Zhonghaos mother was the first to leave the living room, quickly followed by Hong Zhonghaos father, who also found an excuse to leave. He felt that he had nothing in common with the youngsters, and rather than lingering there awkwardly, it was better to leave the space to them.

He could feel that he was now stronger than his former self. Moreover, the three thousand spirits within the bracelet felt even more as if they shared a single mind and body with him. With just a single thought from him, they would fight and slaughter for him, locked in an endless struggle.

As for Haoyue, she had also reverted to her original form by this time, except that her eyes remained tightly closed, as if she were still unconscious.