Chapter 65: The Meeting Concludes

When the name was slowly uttered from Danzo's lips, the atmosphere in the entire conference room instantly froze.

Everyone's gaze converged upon the young Anbu ninja.

Leng Yan deliberately swung the wire over Liu Yibo's head, grabbed it, pulled the plug out, and dropped it onto the floor. She stood up, walked around Liu Yibo, and exited the ward. Standing at the doorway, she waited for Bai Yue to emerge, then pulled her aside to a spot where the other operatives could not hear them, and lowered her voice to speak.

Seeing the number displayed above, the host wore a look of utter astonishment. At the same time, he glanced toward Zhao Tianyi on the rostrum, only to see that Zhao Tianyi was already on the phone with someone, communicating in hushed tones.

Geng Feng was a disciple of the Xuanxing Sect, practicing the arts of Yin and Yang. Ma Yi, born at the exact hour of the Yin day and Yin month with a Profound Yin Physique, was the cultivation aid he had dreamed of. Using her Profound Yin Physique as a human cauldron could help him forge the Yin-Yang Sword Qi, and might even give him a chance to achieve the Golden Core stage.

Feng Lianzi smiled slightly, looked at Bai Yunhe, and said, "Both the Cloud Dao Sect and the Gilded Palace entered the Forbidden Demonic Forest. With a formidable enemy before us, naturally we must take action. Elder Bai need not feel this way." Bai Yunhe shook his head and sighed, saying, "This Xie Yangtian's cultivation is simply too unfathomable. I never expected..." With that, he shook his head once more.

The Concealment Talisman could still be used one more time; entering the mountains, there was no need to waste it. Zhao Yuan put the talisman away properly.

The bodyguard beside him, however, did not think so. Having lost immense face in front of his boss, he stepped forward, intending to grab Long Jianfei by the collar. Unexpectedly, the moment he reached out, his wrist was firmly gripped by a large hand. Long Jianfei slowly turned around.

The Chinese New Year was fast approaching, and Yang Duanhe began to arrange for the demobilization and dispersal of the troops. The exiled soldiers from Shu Commandery were among those to be repatriated. This time, over five thousand men had been conscripted as exiles from Shu Commandery, and more than seven hundred had died in battle. Looking at Ma Quan's ashes packed inside an earthen jar, none of Zhao Yuan's group could muster any joy.

The livestream chat had grown quiet at some unknown moment, and even the scrolling bullet comments were far fewer than before, yet the popularity and viewership remained undiminished.

"Of course, thank you, my dear sweet darling." Cheng Feng kissed the back of her hand.

However, he was wrong. He had vastly underestimated Ye Linghan's strength. He only felt that his outstretched hand was locked in an iron grip; no matter how much force he exerted, he simply could not pull it free from Ye Linghan's grasp.

However, residing within the Netherworld, Longyang could only start by learning the basics and the practical arts. Among the eighteen traditional martial arts, what Longyang wanted to learn most was swordsmanship.

Finally, there was a slight reaction. Although his eyes remained closed, his fat hand, as broad as a cattail-leaf fan, pointed once toward the wooden cabin and then dropped back down.

Lin Jian had originally expected that Brother Mang and Manager He would find some excuse to forcefully upend the table and disrupt the match—a scenario he and Brother Dong had factored into their plans.

Spiritual energy rippled and surged across all directions. Lin尘 stared blankly at the glowing crimson sphere of spiritual liquid before him, too shocked to utter a word.

Having taken a blow to the chest and with the flesh on his shoulder torn open, Lin Chen simply ripped off his upper garment. However, pulling at the wound caused fresh blood to flow freely once again.

When the attendant finally arrived at Lin Chen and his companion's room and gazed at the utter devastation scattered across the floor, he let out a dumbfounded, quiet sigh of "beasts."

He stared fixedly at Yang You's name on the rankings, the sharp light in his eyes growing ever brighter, the flames upon his body stirring restlessly, and his imposing aura steadily climbing.

At the corner of the young man's mouth hung a slight upward curve, carrying a smile of absolute composure, as he faced this army of one hundred thousand Supremacy soldiers with utter calm.

Right now, their people had already stalled it; if they could not seize the moment to slay it and let it escape instead, there would truly be no further recourse.

Faced with such questioning from her two senior female apprentices, Yue'e did not know how to respond. No matter how meticulous her thoughts usually were, she had now left tangible evidence in the hands of others. After a moment of contemplation, she finally recounted the entire sequence of events from beginning to end.