Chapter 69 Welcome to the Thriller World (38)

By this time, the sky was gradually darkening.

Recalling the warning given by the neighborhood committee director, everyone quickened their packing pace, preparing for the impending night.

Along the journey, they had all learned that after dark, this eerie place would likely become even more unpredictable and dangerous.

The room shared by Fan Sijin and Bai Li was reasonably spacious, though its furnishings were quite simple. Aside from a large bed and a table, there was only...

Deep within his body, the pink aura was imprisoned inside the golden Buddhist relic. The golden light had already faded, and the heavenly demon hiding within was exerting all its strength to suppress and fend off the corrosion and infection of the Herrscher.

If the base had indeed detected symptoms of zero-apostolization yet still sent Zero over as if nothing were wrong, then their worries could finally come to an end, and everyone could stride together toward a bright future.

Watching his vision gradually blur and knowing that Miyamoto Musashi was using a skill, Utadara Kurama sneered. With a powerful swing of the heavy Xuan-iron greatsword in his hand, the mist was instantly dispersed.

"You speak too soon, let us wait and see!" After saying this, Fan Xian shifted his attention to the fierce clash between Song Zheng and Muran.

Meanwhile, the Breaking Sickle Blade, a minion of the Profound Yin Ghost King responsible for occupying the North City District, was also searching everywhere in the streets for her.

Hearing baffling words spoken by baffling passersby, Mo Bai was left completely bewildered and utterly shocked.

"You must be Senior Brother Song Zheng! I am Shangguan Ding, and this is my old friend, Zhao Lingtian." When Song Zheng arrived at the destination, Shangguan Ding and Zhao Lingtian stepped forward to greet him, both adopting a very friendly tone toward him.

In the spacious hall, a wolf king powerhouse transformed into a werewolf battle form was fiercely engaged in combat with the phantom projection of a wolf emperor.

It was not true light; thus, Zuo Qingyouling was certain that Fairy Chenchen could never absorb such radiance.

"Coward?" Hearing Song Zheng curse him, Tianyu instantly flew into a rage, killing intent flashing in his eyes as he unleashed his full spiritual pressure, pressing directly toward Song Zheng.

"Hmph! So it's you. It seems you really are everywhere, though your appearance hasn't changed at all." Hongling suddenly stood up, looking at the black-robed youth who had just entered, and said coldly. It appeared the two of them must have known each other long ago, and their relationship was certainly far from friendly!

Lufeyang even had the wicked thought of making wild investments or frantically launching massive constructions in this world. But upon second thought, if he really did that and returned to his own era only to find it developed beyond recognition or completely destroyed, that would be no laughing matter.

He remembered a certain time when the Six Realms opened. The restless Qilian had once gone to challenge the Dragon Clan. Originally, she had intended to challenge the Dragon God, the patriarch of the clan. However, at that time, the Dragon God and several elders of the Dragon Clan were in closed-door seclusion. Unwilling to return empty-handed, Qilian had settled for second best, demanding that the strongest currently available warrior of the Dragon Clan step forward to fight.

Xian Zhiming knew that Sister Hong's words were by no means alarmist. Terrified, he glanced toward the host's room and dared not speak another word.

When Wang Biao woke up once more, ten thousand years had already passed. He discovered that all the energy within his body had turned gray. At the same time, his power had completely surpassed that of a God King, reaching a brand-new height.

"Hawk Team, fall back and rest; Roc Team, move in; Tiger Team, provide support; Bear Team, press the attack." Ouyang Xiao commanded with effortless composure. This should originally have been Zhong Tianyou's duty, but he had been temporarily dragged away by the Big Dipper to act as a negotiating strategist, leaving Ouyang Xiao to stand in for him.

"To save you? I'm afraid he's a clay bodhisattva crossing a river—hardly able to protect himself, let alone save you. What an absolute pipe dream!" the man surnamed Wang said coldly, his voice dripping with disdain and mockery.

"Walking corpses? Hmph, I actually prefer you call me a mutant." Ding Peng let out an icy laugh, unleashing an even more ferocious wave of murderous intent.