Volume 1, Chapter 64: Even an old bull grazing on tender grass wouldn't devour it like you!

Lu Changqing turned back and looked at her with a slight frown.

Through the hazy drizzle, both felt a momentary trace of disorientation, as if they had been transported back to an afternoon many years ago when they sat together under the veranda, watching the fine rain and discussing brewing plum wine once the plums ripened.

"Brother Jiao! Now is the time!" Following a thunderous shout from Yaoyang, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, and a dazzling golden beam of light shot forth from within.

He Yue was pondering how to go about renovating his family's house. If he were to tell his parents directly, they certainly wouldn't accept it, so what should he do?

Chen Qianjun, however, was single-mindedly bent on charging into Pangu City to find Xue Hanli, Chang Yi, and the others, and even eagerly anticipated the appearance of Yuyang Lin.

The expressions of Feng Mosui and Feng Modu shifted drastically, their knees buckling instantly as if a massive mountain were suddenly pressing down upon them, nearly forcing the two to the ground.

"Think of a way yourself. I cannot possess your body, or he will discover us, and both of us will die. I certainly can't beat him right now," said the Flying Dragon.

The old man known as the Master of Chess Lake took a step forward, his white hair flying and his Daoist robe fluttering. His pine-like and crane-like stature caused the Dao intent that Juan Lou, the leader of the Night Organization, had filled the heavens with to ripple slightly, sending tremors across the sealed space.

After a moment, he slapped his forehead, realizing that the hollow must have originally existed, but it happened to be blocked by the calyx. Coupled with the abundance of white light there, even that faint natural light had been obscured.

The metal structure on the door continued to rise from its surface until its entire vertical expanse was fully exposed, leaving only sturdy joints with most of it leaving a certain gap from the door's surface.

Upon hearing that Jin Haiyang had been sealed and investigated, Feng Qingyun felt an immense wave of exhaustion. Yet, seeing his son make such a resolute decision, a trace of appreciation still appeared on his face.

Having risen to fame not long ago due to the Battle of Yongyuan, Jia Yu's name had once again surfaced in the public eye, accompanied by rumors that he had single-handedly annihilated the Five Ghosts of Jiuyi. This immediately caused a tremendous stir among the Liquid-Stage cultivators.

Despite resting for a few days in Zhuojun, the continuous journeying had been quite exhausting for Consort Miao. Although she had endless words and countless things she wanted to say, fatigue washed over her, and she could not help but yawn repeatedly.

Yang Yan suddenly blurted it out, stunning the entire audience and drawing cheers from many, while leaving Lin Hao completely petrified.

Just as the personnel from the First Naval Division were beginning their operations in the gloomy swamp, the Temple of War Gods had already arrived ahead of them at their destination. Unlike what Changge had suspected, the direction the Temple of War Gods moved was indeed toward the leader of the swamp sludge monsters, but Star's target was not the leader itself.

Upon seeing this person, his expression paused. He had met this individual before along his journey here, except that the person's previous cultivation realm was the seventh layer of the Human King Realm, and he entirely lacked the imposing aura he possessed just now.

"Special Envoy, are you certain our men were all killed by the mutineers?" Zhang Yi inhaled her scent, feeling intoxicated by the alluring fragrance that emanated with each pulling motion.

The local tyrants of this county absorbed five hundred rifles, and neighboring counties absorbed another three hundred or so. As a result, Zhang Yi's forces made a small fortune.

Most sailors reacted this way: when the monsoon arrived, they nervously set sail; during the monsoon lulls, they drank, spent money, or did other things. Now, with a well-paying maritime job that did not require traveling too far, how could they possibly disagree?

The Liao Dynasty's field combat capability was formidable, which caused Yuanhao to abandon the notion of engaging Liao in open-field battles. Defending cities, however, was not a problem—let alone the fact that he still had hundreds of thousands of elite troops and vassals, making his overall strength not much inferior to that of Liao.