Chapter 116: Exposed

“Boom! Boom!” The roaring surge of blood energy crashed like thunder exploding beside their ears. Those who had just thought Luo Hao was a shameful human warrior were now utterly stunned, their jaws dropping to the ground.

This overwhelming, abyss-like blood energy alone filled them with shame. Many human warriors vaguely sensed the terrifying power it held—strong enough to rival even the peak of the Blood Concentration Realm.

“Bang!”

With a loud explosion, the black-robed Bone Clan member struck first. With a single step, he vanished from sight, only to reappear like a black roc, charging straight at Luo Hao with such speed that the surrounding human warriors didn’t even have time to react.

“So fast!”

Whispered quietly, Luo Hao’s expression grew serious. He leapt into the air, his divine weapons all aimed toward Zi Yi. She stepped back, already feeling a faint vibration on her fair wrist.

After running back and forth several times, despite her slow pace, a faint flush appeared on Tang Rao’s cheeks, and her breathing grew somewhat rapid. In contrast, Jiang Xu remained as calm as if nothing had happened.

The system took the initiative to gather information. After Shen Ru’s departure, the fragments of the past decade and more unfolded like a vast web, clearly revealing every important node during that time before Tang Rao’s eyes.

Just how deep was it? Xiang Yu had changed her ropes several times, and it took her ten days to battle against the cliff alone, so describing it as a thousand meters deep was conservative. Perseverance paid off; on the eleventh day, she finally reached the valley floor.

He could be ruthless to anyone, but with Feng Ran, he couldn’t bear to harm him even slightly. Even knowing it was for Feng Ran’s own good, Luo Zhong couldn’t bring himself to do it.

The light was dim, and the fabric sofa was soft and comfortable. Tang Rao stretched her limbs, feeling a gentle drowsiness under the soft music.

Luoqi Ning felt extremely embarrassed. She buried her head under the blanket and said, “No need!” Then she covered herself and fell into a deep sleep.

Ever since the last trade, when Fire Owl asked Tang Rao to continue supplying him, she had secretly purchased a large amount of gold as a precaution.

He couldn’t accept it. Even if that body wasn’t Ah Huai’s, he still couldn’t convince himself.

But if one day, they all truly left, he didn’t know how he would live. Heaven was always cruel—while giving you good things to eat, it often made you lose many things. Luoqi Ning didn’t know what else he would lose while enjoying these blessings.

Zhou Meng had initially wanted to make things difficult for the old man again, but seeing how pitiful the old man looked now and hoping to use Master Guo and Li Xiaofeng to distance herself, she refrained.

“Don’t worry, I’m definitely not a bad person. Although I forgot why I attempted suicide, I no longer care. I only want to find Junsheng,” she said seriously, looking at me.

Jinxiu and her companions were escorted by Chu Ke in the middle of the sedan chair. Through the gauze curtains, Jinxiu clearly saw the people kneeling by the roadside, heads bowed to the ground, repeatedly chanting their warm welcome.

But the old woman was not willing to give up. She threw the lantern in her hand toward Bai Liunian, then leapt into the air, simultaneously shooting dozens of darts. The dense barrage made evasion nearly impossible.

Dongfang Han had been desperately fleeing for over half a year, and Xu Muwa had been relentlessly chasing for just as long.

“Yes!” Qiuyue took Li Xiuyuan’s order and hurriedly led her troops to swiftly confront the enemy archers.

“We are not suspects. Helping is a favor; refusing is just being rightful,” Bai Liunian said as he pulled the policeman aside and took my hand, walking away.

“Are you sure you’re not drunk?” She had witnessed her drink more than half a bottle of beer. “Gu Changtui, what’s this?” Chu Xinzhi held up two fingers.

Looking all around but failing to find the person she wanted to see, a trace of sorrow flashed across Deng Mengting’s usually flawless face. But since this was in front of the entire martial world, she could not afford to lose face for her sect, so she quickly suppressed her grief, not daring to let others notice.