Chapter Fifty-Two: The Abyssal Entrance of the Golden Cicada Tower

But to her surprise, she actually learned something real online. She practiced today’s illusion technique until she had mastered it, quietly stole all her identification documents and the life-linked Gu for dual cultivation, and left this place that had feasted on her blood and flesh.

There were many girls from H City still imprisoned in various places, who finally saw a faint glimmer of hope.

Jiang Wangshu walked down the street, and soon a crowd of girls gathered around her, chattering excitedly.

She felt that the wolf fur, when touched, was as soft as needles, yet pressing her palm against it gave her a vague, tingling pain.

Yet, even so, Jiang Han still could not sense any trace of energy within herself.

Back in Beifeng Realm, Ye Yang had been doing his utmost to develop the Purification Assassin’s Guild. All the resources he swindled or extorted, apart from what was needed for himself and to maintain the Bone Cave, were almost entirely devoted to this assassin force.

The dagger in Liu Ni’s hand spun rapidly once more. “Then let me ask another question—where is Nalan Zijian?”

That feeling of going nowhere, just marching in place, always seemed to have a fixed length, haha. That feeling of going nowhere, just marching in place, always seemed to have a fixed length, haha.

“We’re doomed, we’re doomed!” Tu Ming tried to find the passage back to leave, but when he looked around, there was no passage at all.

“What is this?!” Sifang exclaimed in disbelief as he looked around. The scene before their eyes was nothing like a factory—more like a prison. Inside the factory, hundreds of fiends were locked up, howling at the three of them.

Sifang placed the mirror on the table and watched Yizi and the others through it until they left the area.

Ziluo produced another dossier and handed it to Yizi, who took it and flipped through the pages.

Had Locke and Benjamin known earlier that there were level-five creatures in the White Bone Plane of the Dead, whether they would have launched this planar war remains an open question.

Sensing the emotional turmoil after Yang Qian awoke, the young man turned his face aside. The sharp teeth withdrew from Wu Yuankai’s neck. Perhaps his earlier bite was too fierce, for it was difficult to pull his fangs out, tearing off a large chunk of muscle, a strand of which hung between his teeth.

The three walked on until midnight, encountering three beasts along the way, each as powerful as those at the Spirit Sea level. Qi Ming told Meng Kexin to defeat them. Through battle, Meng Kexin became more proficient with the Gentle Water Sword, making her attacks smoother and more fluid.

“All right, you go rest, I won’t bother you. The faucet in our room isn’t working, so I’ll take a shower here.” With that, Chen Jing didn’t care if I was present or not—she quickly took off her dress, revealing her alluring curves.

I have rarely seen anyone so happy to be challenged to a fight. Although you always end up utterly defeating your opponents, you wound a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred to yourself. Have your wounds faded a bit by now? Have all those bloodstains been cleaned away?

Shen Jun’s head felt as if it were about to explode. He clutched his head, rolling on the ground, as images of swords, snow, beasts, grand palaces, severed limbs, corpses, Qiu Shuihan, Qu Duxing, Ye Xue, and his own battered self flashed rapidly in his mind.

“Third Brother, you’ve eaten so much, yet your mouth still won’t stop,” Mengmeng interjected. Third Brother scratched his head sheepishly.

Zhao Jianqiang began turning on all the lights in broad daylight. He no longer left early and returned late, and he even declined all social engagements. He ordered the logistics department in charge of infrastructure to repair every streetlamp.

“This is already what Director Li instructed; otherwise, the normal fee would be fifty thousand. Your child’s condition is very critical. If you don’t have enough money, hurry and find a way to gather it. Director Li and the others are doing their best to save your child inside.” This doctor seemed quite kind-hearted; seeing Xia Yuyan’s troubled expression, he spoke sympathetically.

She swung her right hand with all her strength, aiming for his face, but the sound it made was barely audible.

To maintain order at the hospital, people were kept outside by security. In the biting wind, they stood shivering. If Lin Xiaohan hadn’t personally brought bread and hot water, many might have frozen to death.