Chapter 2653: Higher Realm

Aoleizhou was swiftly rushing towards a critical peak, transforming into a formidable, layered stronghold, a clear warning. The sturdy screens instantly enveloped Lianglou, preparing for a year of arduous struggle. Grandpa Li swiftly donned his robes, cursed, and began making preparations.

In the beginning, things went downhill fast, and his plump body secretly cursed in annoyance: "Damn it, those whimsical, showy moves are useless. They only obscure the truth. We need to be ruthless and direct, like a blade, conveying advice as if it were steel-clad commands. What original foundation did we lose in the first place? Those rusty, flimsy methods will only lead to further decay. This swift season has brought a widespread desire to forget the agonizing sight of the screen building. We haven't stopped, nor have we pushed for a re-evaluation of the instructions, and now we're completely trapped."

"What then?" Aolei asked, his gaze fixed and intense. "Will there be no harvest this season after all this resting?"

The seasonal screening meeting saw faces contorted with ancient curses and bitter complaints, revealing ugly truths amidst handsome rumors, filling the air with conflict and plunder. Snow cursed as he sifted through the mess, patiently nurturing...

Worst case, he would pay out of his own pocket. He still had enough money for that, considering it a small loss to avert a greater disaster.

Jian Tutian and Qiao Jianbai also secretly arrived at the Chaotic River Demon Cultivator Camp at the same time, startling the three demon cultivator leaders inside into a state of complete disarray and panic.

“You don’t need to understand. This matter will not make you an ungrateful or immoral person, nor will it cause you to betray your master or destroy your ancestors! You just need to remember, just remember… remember it firmly in your heart. You don’t need to understand…” As the elder’s words trailed off, his voice grew as faint as a whisper, as if he were completely exhausted.

Zuo Jun’s heart settled slightly. Immediately afterward, he watched in disbelief as a ripple shimmered on the stone door. The scroll then silently passed through the stone door and flew into the mountain cave.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. His main task today was to make himself known. In the afternoon, he went out again, intending to find and recruit individuals with exceptional physical prowess.

Although Shang Duoyong had worked as a mercenary guard in the barren lands for many years, upon seeing this beast, he couldn't help but tremble with fear. His burly body actually began to shiver.

Finally, the host announced that all the treasures at the auction had been sold, with not a single item going unsold. Those who won bids were instructed to proceed to the backstage area for transactions.

In the time that followed, with the help of the Sect Master, my sister and I further improved our strength, gradually becoming Five Emperor Divine Lords. Although we now rarely accept missions, unless they are particularly difficult ones, every time a mission was completed, I would feel deeply distressed, even a little afraid.

Beside him, Nong Ye saw him looking as if he were facing a formidable enemy and couldn't help but whisper, “What’s wrong? Are you worried about His Majesty the Demon Emperor?” Nong Ye, however, was unaware that Pounsnoh had attended gatherings of the anti-imperial faction.

Dian Yi, wielding her magic staff, stood behind Chi Huan, as large quantities of law fragments were seemingly 'passed' from her hands to him. While ordinary magic staffs help users condense magical power, as a sacred weapon, her spirit form enabled her to assist Chi Huan in accelerating the condensation of the power of laws.

Atop the thirty-three great peaks, the Remnant Fragrance Root was like the torch in the hand of Suiren, bringing warmth and light to all living beings. It was also like a rising sun, its warm rays illuminating hundreds of miles in every direction.

At his level, it was all about rank. A quiet, less prominent department had its own advantages, especially since such positions changed every few years.

As Seto Ren had explained, whether he could endure depended solely on his own willpower; others were powerless to help him.

He used to occasionally buy flowers for Cao Ying, and everyone used to address him as Young Master Wu, showing him considerable respect.

“Forgive me, forgive me, I am but an outsider. How could I possibly interject in the crucial matter of establishing an heir? At most, I can only cheer from the sidelines to bolster the momentum.” Lu Yao stood up, bowed to everyone, and immediately excused himself, citing the newly formed army's need for intensive training, then bid them farewell.

“Saying these things now, it’s all too late!” Zhao Ergou declared. He had made his decision and would see it through to the end. Regardless of the outcome, he was determined to get justice for Xiao Yuting.

This unit, first, was not recognized by the military; second, it had just been established; and third, the outside world knew nothing about it. It perfectly met all the military’s criteria, and precisely for this reason, the higher-ups immediately made the final decision. However, this decision also led to the emergence of two major factions.

His instincts had always been very accurate. He was certain that the person was definitely not among Bajin’s hunting group, because even if three bounty hunters were threatening him, they wouldn't make him feel this way.

The moment the iron gate closed, the entire space plunged into darkness. Everyone felt relieved; some cried out loud, some slumped onto the ground, and some gasped for breath.

When Yuan Mao returned for the second time, Hu Guiyang, having fully asserted his authority, slowly led everyone together up the slope.

Qiu Er’er looked at her sister doubtfully but said nothing. She stepped on the accelerator, and the car immediately moved several meters forward, driving steadily on the road.

Lin Anran pursed her lips and shook her head. Xia Kun smiled at Anran, then turned and departed.

Although Quan Yi seemed to be in a good mood today and likely wouldn't dwell too much on the matter of Qingyan, Yin Qiuran still cowered, knowing it was ultimately their fault.

The mist around him grew thicker, and even the water surface by the mudflats became like a netherworld swamp.

Just as he was about to lie down to rest, he unexpectedly discovered a lidded bamboo basket conspicuously placed on a square table not far in front of him.

“No,” Zhang Lingying almost blurted out. She took three steps back, vigilantly staring up at him.

It's worth noting that although the spy was dead, there wasn't a single trace of blood on his body, nor could any wounds or ligature marks be found.

However, seeing Ai Wuhui’s exceptionally firm attitude, to the point of threatening to die, Feng Buji ceased his objections and reluctantly agreed.

“Yes, the moment I saw them, I felt a special connection, so I invited them back as guests!” Lei Wuya also said.

She was happy that she only needed to study, but she felt very apologetic that Quan Yi had to deal with all other matters. She always felt something was strange, but couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong.

His eyes still lacked luster, though his eyeballs could finally move normally, seemingly surveying Xie Mu and the other person.

Fifth Night’s cultivation also fell from the Dharma Aspect Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm, then from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Vein Condensation Realm. It was still declining, finally settling at the Great Perfection stage of the Body Forging Realm.

Maintaining high-speed movement required his full concentration. He dared not gamble his life, nor dared he speak much.

But when the sword soldiers entered Iliya’s consciousness, they only saw darkness. There was nothing there. Where was Iliya’s consciousness?

Yang Yan naturally noticed the people who rushed in, but at that moment, he couldn't even muster the strength to speak and could only grumble inwardly.

The academy’s enforcers retreated one after another to avoid the lingering power of the heavenly punishment. Du Sheng and Hong Chiyu had also already withdrawn to a distant location.

This sword was the ceremonial blade carried by every generation of their successors, yet they were forbidden to use it throughout their lives. For when they drew the treasured sword, it signified the end of their existence.

The four great sect masters were swept away by the super spiritual currents erupted by the Dharma Aspect bodies. One by one, they couldn't withstand the force, their bodies sent flying backward, clothes torn, and blood splattering, presenting an utterly wretched sight.