Chapter 101: The Fierce Battle

“*Pfft!*”
“Ah!”
“...”

Outside the imperial capital, the army surged like a tidal wave, its momentum overwhelming!

What left the senior members of the Long family in despair was that the encircling troops couldn’t even lay a finger on this Jiang family contingent...

Earlier, Helis had used the Devastation Disintegration Fist, briefly glimpsing the threshold of Super Saiyan Grade Two.

The mere Riyadh couldn’t withstand many Ming soldiers’ attacks; fewer than ten thousand Ming troops were truly assaulting Riyadh, while the rest were divided into multiple groups, sweeping southward across the Arabian Peninsula.

Tan Guoan was momentarily stunned when Tang Seng’s long hair suddenly turned short. He instinctively glanced toward the restroom but saw no cut hair there, a flicker of puzzlement crossing his mind.

Thirteen beams of light pierced the starry sky, stretching tens of thousands of kilometers—a breathtaking spectacle that consumed unimaginable energy. It seemed Earthlings had reaped tremendous gains on the Blood Planet.

If the campaign against Liao failed, both Tong Guan’s faction and Cai Jing’s faction would shift the blame onto him. Zhao Ji’s grand dream of reclaiming the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun would be shattered, leaving him with no pleasant fate.

Though spoken in drunken unconsciousness, Li Mingqiu felt deeply unsettled, sensing that something was amiss.

“This isn’t a cartoon; it’s a tactical move I specially designed. There are several classic passing combinations here. Watch how they pass and learn well,” Sun Zhuo said.

Regarding the bet, compared to Zheng Feng being scolded relentlessly, Zhao Hao acted as if nothing had happened, and Xie Yun showed no sign of displeasure at all.

Closer in, every merchant ship flew three large flags, fluttering in the Jiang wind. The characters on the flags appeared and disappeared intermittently.

With the important matters basically settled, the atmosphere between Xiao Cheng and Eve grew considerably lighter. After carefully finalizing some details, Eve took the initiative to take her leave and familiarize herself with the newly expanded territories of the Tianxin Legion, preparing to assume management authority.

Yet, despite this, the man’s hand still reached Night Sacrifice’s chest. His mutated fingers carved four bloodied wounds across her bosom and snapped the necklace she wore around her neck.

“I wonder what the Fairy of Rainbow Garments has invited me for?” Ye Yu suppressed the stirring in his heart and spoke.

The spirit of the artifact shook its head; it could not recognize the substance either. This surprised Lü Tianming, for if even the spirit was ignorant of the gray mist, probably no one in the Yun Sect Empire could identify it.

At that moment, Ye Yu’s gaze suddenly fixed on the great cauldron, where a vaguely human-shaped body submerged in the medicinal liquid emitted an intense herbal fragrance—as if inhaling it would instantly break through one’s cultivation bottleneck.

Leiser repeatedly adjusted Ptolemy’s operational mode priority to defensive status. In the tense atmosphere, Christine, who had never experienced battle, couldn’t help but become slightly restless. Lisidianer comforted her, but Emperor Li Norik interrupted their conversation.

This time, the usually bold and ruthless Zhi Yidao felt a pang of sympathy and kinship. He ordered a grand burial for them and vowed to avenge their deaths.

Dugu Qiubai, the Sweeping Monk, Zhang Sanfeng—masters who had reached a certain realm no longer clung to fixed moves.

Inside the Ten Directions Demon Flag, Zi Ning, who had just been terrified, quickly shook her head, indicating she wouldn’t do such a thing even if she were a ghost.

That was why it could freely move its limbs in this world; just like when it struck that evil corpse earlier, it didn’t encounter the kind of resistance it felt upon entering.