Chapter 55: The Questioning Concludes
Su Tang looked up, tears already streaming down her face.
“Grandfather, it is my fault for causing you worry.”
The petite young girl trembled all over, choked with sobs, seeming as if she might collapse at any moment.
The Grand Tutor grasped Su Tang’s arm; the veins on his withered, bony hand resembled ancient vines, and his face, marked with age spots, was streaked with tears.
“What does it have to do with you, child? It’s my fault, my fault. If only I had sent someone to fetch you sooner…”
This time they were deep within Plum Mountain, where the entire force had mobilized, surrounding the treacherous peaks entirely. The sheer presence of such a vast army was enough to send chills down one’s spine.
Yang Yang immediately mounted the mechanical bird, which took flight instantly. At the moment of takeoff, he summoned three ultimate puppets blocking two elderly men behind him into the Soul-Hiding Jade Space, then piloted the mechanical bird soaring straight into the clouds.
“Do you know how many covet my forbidden arts?” The Lord of the Azure Abyss withdrew his smile; his sacred aura trembled through the heavens, shaking the Three Realms.
Yet, regrettably, at least for now, Wu Chi and Ruoyun Mountain were not prepared for this.
Thus, with a thought, Ling Xian’s divine aura flowed as he condensed two identical clones of himself.
“What a powerful soul, far surpassing even the highest-grade Seven-Colored Nascent Soul.” The mushroom stirred, but on second thought, it felt resigned.
After putting away his original alchemy furnace, Fang Yan took out a piece of jet-black stone and a Fireflame Heart Crystal that made Qian Muzi envious. After a moment’s contemplation, he refrained from using the Severing Fire and instead returned both crystals to the Universe Pot, then slipped into the Flowing Light Wings.
“Release her. I promise not to run; I will share life and death with you!” Wu Chi clearly understood Bai Xiuluo’s intentions.
Very well, He Jin spoke all the kind words. Every word was airtight. Indeed, to curb the enemy’s advance, even the mediocre could unleash unprecedented potential.
The moment he entered the game, a flash of black light obscured his vision, and the system displayed: “Upon detection, you already possess a game character, but this character is bound and unavailable.”
Jiang Chen walked along, pondering how to explain the situation to his father. Unconsciously, he had already arrived at the hall.
“There’s a problem.” Long Yunfeng pulled Alice close, immediately concealing their aura and hovering high above, his expression grave as he observed the movements in Wuhu City.
Regardless of the two’s true strength, the dazzling spectacle on the arena alone was enough to mesmerize anyone.
“Since I’ve entered your family’s ‘gate,’ I’m one of you. If I die, I’ll be your family’s ghost,” Chen Yidao joked.
“Afai, it seems you all have failed. Did that Wang guy lose?” There was no sign of the emperor; only one possibility remained. Coupled with the massive battle scars on the ground and the lingering energy of the Imperial Technique, it meant he was defeated.
One step, two steps, three steps—when Long Yunfeng reached the fifth step, he suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath him. A terrifying force yanked him down violently.
“Grandfather, your grandson must respectfully decline. I’ve grown used to this life. I’ve seen enough of the scheming in great families. I don’t want to wade into that mess.” Yu Chen hurriedly refused.
Ling Feng chatted further with Xia Momo about Huaxia University and learned it was only a ten-minute drive from the new home. Although the school had arranged a dorm for Xia Momo, she said she lived close by and didn’t need the dormitory. Since the spots were already scarce, they agreed to her request.
A powerful attack was unleashed again. This time, the Soul Legion seemed particularly focused. Tian Yi could clearly sense the energy waves and the evolving rules of the space. But he had already invisibly set up his defenses—how could he fear the Soul Legion’s maneuvers?