Chapter 16

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Ye Feng remembered his vision going black, and then nothing else—time seemed to stretch endlessly, yet also pass in an instant. When he finally opened his eyes, the sun was already high in the sky.

Curiously, the ground beneath him was a fiery red. What sent a shiver down his spine was the multitude of scorpions sprawled across this blazing terrain.

In truth, after the battle ended, the three company commanders had undergone a profound change of heart. They began to believe the rumors circulating within the regiment—that Captain Long was a man of considerable ability. Earlier, they had only masked their defeat with empty bravado and excuses.

Director Han appeared burdened with countless thoughts, ready to speak at length. As everyone's gaze turned to him, he slightly raised his brows, his eyes gleaming with a renewed light. The dark aura he had carried since his release from prison was now all but gone, gradually dissipating.

Old Brown, having finished speaking, no longer paid any attention to the mages. Without a word, he turned and sat back down with an air of proud indifference, as if to say, "I’m done serving you."

The 7th and 8th battalions withdrew to defensive lines two to three hundred meters back. Battalion Commander Miao said to Li Gui, “War always demands sacrifice; let’s set that aside for now. Captain Li, lead your men to reinforce the defenses.” Li Gui saluted and promptly obeyed.

Ye Qingcheng arched an eyebrow, her eyes locking precisely on the elemental soldier—she intended to confront him first.

She sensed that Li Chun had questions for her, so she spared the usual formalities and followed him into the inner hall.

Meanwhile, the 235th Regiment matched their numbers, and their weapons were no longer the low-quality firearms from before. After days of fierce combat, the situation was evenly balanced. Furthermore, the command post had gained a new addition—Chief Li, sent by Director Han and Brigade Commander Ding—to enhance flexible command and devise clever strategies to overcome the enemy.

Ye Qingcheng’s expression darkened, her gaze chilling. She took from Xia Xun a dagger, intending to strike with a pincer attack.

Amidst the earth-shaking tremors and stones raining down like hail, Shao Heng recalled a previous mine collapse. His face changed instantly, and he tried to pull Xiao Yuchong away.

The surroundings had become unsuitable for lingering. Were it not for this man’s weakness following the great battle, the sky sanctuary would surely have been stripped bare by now. At his feet, a magic array shimmered into view.

“Just like before—what’s going on? Could there be treasures on the second level as well?” The Demon Lord was puzzled. Could the tremors that made the broken blade vibrate be caused by the tower itself? If so, the blade should have reacted even outside the tower. Could it be that every floor contained divine weapons or artifacts?

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At this moment, the medicinal power inside Mi Dou had been fully expended. The fifth needle piercing his head’s acupoint snapped and scattered. A massive lightning strike tore through the night sky as a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

But for the living, this power would corrode their life force, turning them neither fully alive nor dead, which is why the bell was needed to control it.

Even Hua Chun, who had dwelled in the tenth realm’s perfect state for countless years, felt his spirit shaken and uneasy upon hearing Xiao Nu’s words.

“What’s wrong? Don’t I look good?” Guan Miaotong noticed Mo Liu’s eyes constantly measuring her and blushed slightly.

Therefore, he was the one who awakened Ye Bai, but judging by Ye Bai’s current expression, it was as if he had lived through a decade in an instant.

Back then, General Xi had relied on the Bear Soul Shield to single-handedly shatter over a thousand Green Demon Erzu Ma Knights, winning fame in a single battle.

Originally, Amantha’s speed and the miraculous disregard for the azure blade had already terrified them. Now hearing it speak—indeed, it spoke with the intelligence of a normal human—those who had never imagined the Shadow Demons could talk were all the more shocked.

Finally, at Hunter Xian’s invitation, they arrived at the altar platform of the Fire Rabbit Tribe to worship ancestors, swearing blood oaths, singing, and dancing in celebration. The dozens of young men from the Taisheng Tribe, following Lin Yang, gradually integrated into the festivities, performing dances and songs that Lin Yang and Wei Canghong could not comprehend.

The twisted time suddenly vanished, and before him appeared a massive black sphere of light.

At night, Ruth, her complexion regaining some color, together with the still weak and unstable Andy, along with Li Mo, Tong En, and Ji Chi, convened a meeting.

After dinner, Lin Hao continued waiting for the cops, but neither the left nor the right arrived; the villagers kept working, and no sign of police cars appeared. The county magistrate’s efficiency was truly dismal.

This approach yielded little ‘contribution value,’ but it was steady and safe. Thus, Li Mo persistently urged him to accept the modification and leave his mark.

After speaking, she glared fiercely at him. If he dared to say he wouldn’t return it, next time he wouldn’t even get to drink tea.

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“I’ll drink it. Boss Liu, suit yourself!” Yan Fei raised his tea bowl, clinked it against the person opposite, and drank it down in one gulp.

Walking along the road, one could see countless smiling faces everywhere—everywhere was hope and warmth.

“Actually, it’s useless, right? If you don’t practice martial arts, lacking strength won’t do you any good. The best way to become stronger is to train your skills.” Yan Fei watched the girl’s flushed face as she stubbornly persisted, unable to help but advise her.

Then, she saw the person opposite, who refused to change their online name no matter what, suddenly hastily switch it to ‘No Chest But Lucky in the Year of the Rooster.’

Fortunately, surrounded by water on all sides, the people of the Eastern Isles were generally good swimmers; for now, they were safe.

The director once again summoned them over to rehearse their movements; the advertisers were dissatisfied with the previous version and demanded a reshoot.

[You mean he and Lin Yuexin must know each other? But what if he falls for Lin Yuexin because of the plot?] Feeling a bit frustrated.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan’s expression remained largely unchanged, though he was annoyed by the persistent entanglement despite repeated refusals.

He was fourteen years older than Xie Xi; their families had long-standing ties. The first time he saw her, she was a newborn baby. At her first birthday ceremony, she wouldn’t let go of his arm.

“Let’s go to the school first. I’ll show you the place you’ll call home,” Sanhua said as she opened the car door, gesturing for him to get in.

Sister Zhenzhen sighed and fell silent, her thoughts slowly sinking as she stared at the food before her.