Chapter 59: The Mysterious Token

Liu Yashuang took the sword manual and walked away with a calm expression, while Yu Kangze and Kong Qi respectfully thanked the elders before departing.

A single thought can turn one into a Buddha, and a single thought can turn one into a demon. The heart can change in an instant, but while it is easy to transition from good to evil, returning from accumulated evil to goodness is exceedingly difficult.

The fierce monster flew into a towering rage, releasing bursts of battle aura from its entire body, its oppressive intent shrouding a hundred zhang of the cloudy sky.

I waved my hand and walked on without stopping. Although I had never heard Qieqie play the zither, I imagined she must play it exceptionally well. There was no particular reason—this was simply the confidence I had in her.

Power ripples dispersed like water waves, causing even the air to ripple with subtle agitation. The Blood Tiger was driven directly into the ground by the force of that single blow, with only the upper half of its legs exposed. Faintly, the sound of snapping bones seemed to echo just a moment before, while a flash of pain and madness crossed its face and vanished as quickly as it came.

Jiang Ling's hair stood on end instantly. He froze in place and strained his ears to listen, but what followed was another deathly silence.

Hearing Liang Xiao mention her, Ye Zixin couldn't help but grind her teeth in resentment. How dare Liang Xiao bring this up again; she genuinely wanted to tear him to pieces.

"Next, due to the activation of this effect, Shark Dragon gets another chance to attack in this battle!" Chen Jing waved his hand again toward Sea Evil Dragon, prompting Shark Dragon to roar once more.

Without dodging the inkstone hurtling toward me, I released my constant spiritual energy protection. Changting Lingyun's wrath-driven projectile struck my forehead mercilessly, easily tearing open a bloody gash. Blood trickled down my face, causing a slight twitch of pain, yet I remained stubbornly on my knees, unwavering and silent.

A look of disdain crossed Kong Changxing's face. With a flick of his finger, a powerful aura sent the ambusher flying backward, crashing heavily against the apartment wall.

Although the Formless Celestial Master, the Purple-Gold Celestial Emperor, and the Eight Legions Heavenly Dragon had departed, it did not mean the crisis was resolved. The million souls of the Lost City were still locked in mutual slaughter, utterly driven to madness. To say corpses littered the fields and blood flowed like rivers would scarcely do it justice.

Yet, half an hour later, their nightmare returned: the Tang army launched another assault, only to be beaten back once more.

Originally, he had assumed the Pei family understood his intentions and would take the initiative to invite him to their estate for a conversation. To his surprise, two days had passed with no movement whatsoever from the Pei family, showing not the slightest inclination to acknowledge him. This naturally left him somewhat irritated, thinking to himself that the Pei family was taking him far too lightly.

Jian Yu rose to his feet, gazing deeply at Ling Yuqi's retreating back. His hand curled tightly at his side before relaxing, and he took a few strides forward to pull her arm and draw her into his embrace.

Hearing that Yan Tianyou was about to leave from Guyang, not far ahead, Pei Xin felt a twinge of disappointment. She gave a faint, quiet "Oh" and said nothing more, plunging the carriage once again into profound silence.

Yin Changsheng had always felt that his younger sister lacked a certain sense of propriety. As to where precisely she fell short, he had never quite been able to articulate it clearly, but seeing her in close-up on the livestream today, he finally understood in a flash of realization.

Captain Chen was an absolute veteran of the world. Though harboring doubts, he chose not to expose them. Regardless of how the Japanese ninja had died, it was ultimately a good thing. Moreover, Xiao Tao was a major contributor and enjoyed a good relationship with his immediate superior, Lu Fang; what harm was there in offering him a few words of praise?

Immediately after, rustling sounds approached the bed. A figure stood beside it, staring down at Cheng Yang and scrutinizing her face.

As for Du Jianghua, Xiao Tao naturally intended to punish him severely, warning him against harboring evil thoughts and reminding him that his master's rules were ironclad and allowed for no reckless transgression.

Fortunately, Han Feifei and the others did not press further. After Han Feifei and the three Haojie brothers took their leave, Beitang Yexuan fell into deep thought for a moment before summoning his trusted confidant, Mo Nan.

At this thought, Beitang Yexuan instantly made up his mind to personally travel to the Demon Realm in search of Han Yueqiao. No matter how bold the people of the Demon Realm might be, would they really dare to hide her from him?

Elder Jiang was the most skilled physician within the Cold Night Alliance, and arguably the greatest healer in the entire mortal realm. The fact that Han Yueqiao had invited Elder Jiang showed she placed immense hope in him.

A few seconds later, an extremely luxurious-looking stretch limousine, emblematic of supreme status, appeared before the crowd.

As if fate were deliberately toying with him, the moment Liang Long's thought arose, the cell phone resting in the living room began to ring insistently.

Hearing her reply, Liang Long instantly fell silent, a wave of irrepressible desolation welling up in his heart.

Chu Feng was momentarily startled. He swept his gaze around, only to find everyone's attention focused squarely on the stage, revealing nothing out of the ordinary.

She had no idea whether Gong Luojie had planted anyone on the set, but given the demand he made when she returned last night, he clearly knew something.

Su Lina wore a full face of makeup, and her dress was quite formal—she was likely just returning from some banquet.

Due to the massive workload and the paramount importance of the Ministry of Agriculture, the largest share of personnel was allocated to it. The staff drawn from various military corps reached over 40 people, accounting for nearly half of the total workforce at the time, demonstrating that everyone prioritized food production far above urban construction.

That was a flesh-and-blood-devouring concentration camp; any German who managed to get out with their sanity intact would never dream of returning. Moreover, after a few days, these men genuinely felt the Chinese treated them very well—aside from the grueling military drills, there were no other discomforts.

"Brother Yun, there is a tiger, Baozhu is scared." Though her voice was soft, everyone present could hear it clearly.

The Ancestor of Qiankun lent Wang Yang a helping hand at that moment, which settled their karmic ties: there remained only the affinity of past kindness between him and Wang Yang, with no present bond of enmity.

Colonel Henttinger used optical observation equipment to take in the entirety of the recent bombing. Watching the instantly surging shockwaves of the explosion and listening to the thunderous roars, Henttinger felt this was truly the most beautiful music in the world.

Though this hostile aircraft was ultimately shot down by the air force's combat readiness alert unit, the shockwaves this incident sent through the military and high command were far from over.