Volume 1, Chapter 45: The Mastermind Behind the Board

The heavy door of the interrogation room closed slowly behind him, the enclosed space seeming to swallow all sound.

Li Yang stepped outside with a face as calm as still water, though his palms were faintly damp with sweat.

Twelve hours!

Wang Meng had shifted all the suspicion and all the pressure entirely onto him. If he could not find the roster, or fail to produce a sufficiently plausible explanation...

"No! There are plenty of other games later, let's not waste time here." Luo Yixuan unbuckled Dongfang Yi's seatbelt and pulled him down.

"So, did your cousin come as well?" After venting his anger, Nan Ye sat back down in the pavilion, elegantly and aristocratically sipping his tea. He asked indifferently toward Chu Tian, who was still kneeling motionlessly on the ground, as if nothing had just happened and everything was completely serene.

With a single blow, the Seven-Stars Wand and the God-Slaying Halberd collided violently, emitting a brilliant spray of sparks. Ye Yu was instantly sent flying backward, blood bursting from his chest as he soared dozens of feet through the air before crashing against a massive cliff and shattering several boulders.

A moment ago, it had been elite imperial guards confronting martial arts experts, resulting in numerous deaths. Now, after just a single clash with the cavalry, several more lives were lost, clearly demonstrating that the confrontation of regular armies was on an entirely different scale from martial arts duels, even if two supreme martial arts holy lands were to throw in their entire strength—an event that would normally be considered the most monumental occurrence in the martial underworld.

The central army commander under Qin Lie's command, relying solely on an army of eighty thousand men in armor, managed to firmly block a nearly equal number of Night Demons outside the breach.

Layer upon layer of dense, web-like barriers grew together, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate. Although it was currently noon, the interior of the forest remained as dim as dusk.

I originally wanted to call Diao Chen first, but when I took out my phone, I realized how muddled I was—how could a phone that had been soaked in water still work? Deciding to make a clean break of it, I figured I would just head back first.

The youth's perpetually smiling eyes seemed almost alluring, his faintly shifting gaze gentle yet tinged with a hint of mystery. His ink-black hair was tied up high, and mischievous stray locks swayed with his every step.

Although they belonged to the same fox clan and possessed the same level of cultivation, Hu Meiniang, despite her higher cultivation realm, was actually unsuited for the task. She had never spoken of this realization aloud, knowing that the idea was somewhat absurd and that Xia Tian might not agree to it.

"Sorry, I don't want to listen to your bullshit anymore!" Chu Yue's face suddenly appeared on the metal pillar, bearing the exact same deadpan stare as before, completely devoid of any expression.

"I reckon things will be pretty much figured out once the entire finals are over," Chang Jianfeng said, rubbing his hands until they were glowing red.

However, now that the Core Formation-stage Yin demons had been dispatched, the Core Formation cultivators within Fengdu City also moved out. Around twenty Core Formation grandmasters flew past the city-defending grand array, engaging those Core Formation Yin demons in a fierce battle.

Meng Si had already clearly sensed that subtle, nebulous hostility. He deduced that this person's strength would not be too formidable; at the very least, since he could detect it so effortlessly, the opponent's power certainly did not exceed the seventh layer of the ultimate realm.

In that instant, the Delamain celestial body targeted by the finger shattered like a soap bubble, the multicolored clouds turning into an atmosphere that dissolved into the universe in the blink of an eye.

With that, he began trying to break the restriction on the ring, while Luo Yin and Lin Xu'er could only wait quietly beside him. At the same time, Luo Yin continuously prayed in his heart that there would be some good treasures hidden inside.

"A storage ring, where did you get this from?" Yang Lixuan asked curiously, looking at the ring handed over by Luo Yin and feeling the lingering aura of a Core Formation cultivator emanating from it.

Adam listened quietly to Nahum's words; was this perhaps a common ailment among the elderly—a fondness for reminiscing about the old days?

Such methods, though varying in form, shared the same essence: trading a thousand enemies while self-inflicting eight hundred wounds. Unless driven to absolute desperation, they would never be unleashed.

"You've been talking for so long, exactly what timing are we waiting for? Why are you playing riddles at a time like this?" Charlie said with a hint of impatience, detesting figures who made him feel intellectually crushed. Interacting with them made him feel like a complete moron, which was damn near unbearable.