Volume 1, Chapter 63: Hell-Difficulty Dungeon Secret Realm, Battle Begins!

[Ancient Tree of War (Summoned Entity)]
[Grade: Level 30 Lord Boss]
[HP: 4,735,229]
[Skills: Root Binding, Vine Shoot, Rapid Regeneration, Lignin Activation, Vision Sharing...]

As its skills were upgraded to the maximum level 30, the capabilities of the Ancient Tree of War underwent a qualitative leap. Facing perilous situations, Lin Yi could now dispatch the Ancient Tree of War for reconnaissance without any hesitation. Especially the combination of Lignin Activation and Vision Sharing made it virtually impossible for any enemy to hide in forested terrain! Lin Yi felt a surge of quiet joy, thinking to himself, "Not bad at all. I've already gained so much even before entering the dungeon."

Seeing that Lin Yi had finished packing, Catherine’s mood...

Actually, I feel quite awkward too. I just talked about getting married yesterday, and today I'm backing out. How on earth am I supposed to bring this up?

Her complexion turned extremely pale, and her body trembled slightly. The nurse thought she was experiencing another complication and hurriedly checked her temperature and blood pressure, but after a flurry of activity, everything turned out to be completely fine.

Inside, Jing Beichen was watching with great interest. He hadn't expected Ke Junqiao to be so skilled in combat; it seemed his time spent in Country E over the past few years had not been wasted.

He had originally thought Xing Huaigang would ignore her because of the incident last time, but now it seemed that was not the case at all.

The security guard looked skeptical, casting a rather strange glance at Lu Zhoucheng, likely mistaking him for a man living off a woman.

Just as Cai Yun was welcoming his "noble guest," he was spotted by the men deployed nearby by Sun Zhihui.

However, both Shanghai and Xuncheng were under the occupation of the Japanese invaders, and the navigation routes on the Yangtze River were far from smooth. Liang Qiuhang and Wu Juan waited for five days in Xuncheng, and it wasn't until the sixth day that they finally managed to board a ship heading to Shanghai.

Dongfang Ling felt like crying without tears. Why couldn't he just get rid of her? Could it be that he, Dongfang Ling, was really going to stumble over these two dishes today?

"Zhuo Lang, believe me, as soon as the timing is right, I will definitely confess our relationship to the media." Seeing Yan Zhuolang's displeasure, Bai Xiaoshu quickly explained.

A dozen minutes earlier, Tang Feng and Zou Jian had spoken over the phone, learning that Zou Jian was staking out the port freight yard and reaping a bountiful harvest.

Su Qingyi licked the corner of her mouth as she looked at the exquisite dishes one by one. She hadn't felt hungry while at the ski resort, but now her stomach was growling endlessly.

Pedestrians rushing to the market hurriedly crowded around to watch the commotion, elbowing their way past the two of them. Upon reaching the entrance of the Wang family residence, they saw funeral wreaths and white mourning banners hanging outside.

Xiao Jingxuan clenched his fists, harboring a brooding fury deep within his heart. After suppressing it, he pried the gap open even wider.

"Mengyao, don't worry, there is no demonic energy overflowing from this demonic tower cave. Let those Chosen Ones go and investigate first." The jade peak in Shijiu's hand kept shifting its shape.

Unable to suppress the corners of his mouth, Chen Ling nodded silently. He looked at the calm Shiina Rika, who resembled an elf hiding in the quiet autumn night—her mischievous and cute behavior constantly tugging at your heartstrings.

The clever Baiguo had already guessed many things from Shijiu's reaction. Some matters might surpass the bounds of her wildest imagination.

"Actually, I'm also quite curious about what other strange things are in here," Zhou Yuxue chimed in immediately.

The atmosphere at the scene was harmonious, warm, and cozy. Looking at this scene, Xiao Benchen couldn't help but feel deeply emotional.

As it turned out, a rebellion had broken out on the frontier, and an unidentified faction was stirring, attempting to overthrow the rule of the Qing Dynasty.

The legal code detailed the regulations and moral standards that vassal kings were required to follow, as well as the disciplinary measures for those who violated the rules.

There was even a grand reward! Hua Jiu was pleasantly surprised and was about to follow the arena manager when solemn singing voices suddenly echoed from all around, followed immediately by the totters of various sects and several names appearing in the sky.

Yet, he suddenly found that while his divine soul was clear and awake, his body was moving forward uncontrollably. This sensation was identical to the one he had felt just moments ago when he went to activate the altar. He had resisted, but it was completely useless, and in the end, he still let the system activate the altar.

After asking a brief question, Chen Hao shook his head to indicate he was fine. The helicopter finally took off once more and slowly drifted away.

Qi Dongfeng was not afraid; he used the military phone to call Yunfeng. Yunfeng's residence was rented and had a telephone installed.

"No, you're overthinking it," Li Mo replied somewhat irritably. Distracted by this interruption, it took her a long time to calm her mind and resume cultivation.

Gu Xingying spoke with a smile, the aura around him changing decisively. It carried less sharpness and a bit more nobility, though his profound loneliness showed no signs of diminishing.

The giant wolf gazed mutely at the night sky, torn apart by flashes of lightning. Several reluctant, choked whimpers escaped its unclosable jaws, and then its body stopped twitching and grew entirely still.

Sitting on the ground, Wu Feng looked at his obviously distorted right leg, his eyes filled with bitter resentment and terror as he gazed at Qin Yang.

The flower fox blinked her eyes and was about to sneak away through the nearby woods, but unexpectedly, a plainly dressed old woman had already appeared beside her. She quickly changed her expression and asked...

Let them spend time together first; if they were a mutual match, it would be a joyous outcome for everyone. If they got along well, things would be made official—that was Yunfeng's wish.

Before the banquet started downstairs, many people were already waiting in the lobby, chatting about business, family matters, and more.

Once such a matter was exposed, Long Yi's lethal strike against numerous Tang Sect martial artists became entirely justified. When you planned to collude with several venerables to encircle and annihilate someone, how could anyone be blamed for striking first in self-defense?

Whistle invited Qin Long to sit down beside him, first handing him a bottle of warm eight-treasure porridge, and then taking out a piece of paper to place on the ground.

Jiang Yicha maintained her silence. Grand ceremonies could be skipped; anyway, she wasn't going to live past eighteen, and even now, she only had two years left to live.

The shopkeeper was an uncle in his fifties, kind-looking, plump, and very gentle in tone.

Unfortunately, he lacked the cultivation method of an Innate Grandmaster and still didn't understand what an Innate Spirit was.

She still had over a thousand superior-grade spirit stones on hand. As for her fourth and fifth senior brothers, she could forget about them—both of them were dirt poor.

"Brother Jiang, Aunt Jiang's head hasn't healed yet, I see she still has injuries, and you didn't even try to stop her?" Lu Zhaohe walked over toward Jiang Hezhi.

Jiang Yicha wore no jewelry of any kind. Although her gown was custom-made haute couture, it lacked any distinct features. Aside from her striking and radiant temperament, there was nothing about her that hinted at her family background.