Volume 1, Chapter 39: Troops at the Gates of Anyang, Strategy of Conquest!

At sunset, Qin Feng led ten thousand cavalrymen to catch up with Bai Qi, who was escorting the infantry and grain supplies. After the two hundred thousand troops of the Slaughter Legion converged, they set up camp to cook and prepare for a brief rest before pressing on toward Anyang City through the night.

The landlady, known as Auntie Wang, was named Wang Dan. She had always taken good care of Lin Feng on ordinary days, so when Lin Feng ran into her now, he was naturally very polite.

The nine-colored radiance swept across the entire area like a breath of spring breeze, and then fully receded back into the stone tablet. After the nine-colored radiance vanished, the space within the entire barrier returned to its original blue sky.

Zhang Jianjun truly did not dare to neglect the matter. Fusheng's construction project for the coming year held considerable temptation for him. He hurriedly made a phone call to summon Director Wu Neng, who was the uncle of Deputy Foreman Wang Ping and had once played cards with Fusheng.

Li Haolong took a sip of his drink and said calmly, "I am here in Hangzhou to lie low, why would I bring her along with me?"

Huni was indeed somewhat bewildered and seemed on the verge of forcing her way through, but upon seeing those massive boulders, she had no choice but to slow down and come to a stop.

As soon as Shui Wanyi's voice trailed off, another crisp sound of a slap rang out. Another bright red fingerprint instantly appeared on Shui Wanyi's other cheek.

"It seems a newcomer has arrived. Let me introduce myself, I am Ouyang Qing, captain of the first squad," the leading man said, gazing steadily at Weiwei.

"That simply will not do. I appreciate your kind intentions, sister, but I cannot accept it." Zhu Xiyu's shoes were all custom-made by the finest embroidery workshops; how could she ever wear something so crude?

At this moment, the early morning light was exceptionally serene. A gentle glow fell across Chenxi's face, making her look magnificent, soft, adorable, and charming. Yet, it still could not conceal the profound sense of loneliness emanating from deep within her heart.

Zhang Tao walked out to take a look, and his expression changed slightly. The carriage had already deformed, appearing as though it had melted. The guards all around were covered in thick black smoke, and the ground was the same, as if the place had been struck by lightning.

Meanwhile, news that an incident had occurred at the Salvation Society's temporary settlement in the Dibia Mountains began to spread among various churches across the Velon world. Many clever individuals compared the timelines and cross-referenced them with the railway routes, making it not too difficult to guess what Leo had been up to over the past few days.

"It is often said that the attainments in spiritual arrays of the two mistresses of the Immortal Holy Palace have reached the Spiritual Emperor level, and they themselves are powerhouses above the fifth tier of Nirvana. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to seek your guidance and spar," Zi Daoyang declared in a resonant voice, throwing a punch that made the heavens and earth tremble.

Yet now, apart from the first and second steps which had been executed to perfection, none of his subsequent plans had ever succeeded.

Indeed, as Captain Kelute had said, if these people came from the Extreme Northern Wasteland, it would be utterly preposterous. They had crossed vast expanses of ocean across the entire Northern Frigid Zone and Northern Temperate Zone without a single port for replenishment along the way, sailing directly from the distant tundra to Crocodile Island in the subtropics.

First, her own combat power had skyrocketed; second, she understood that there must inevitably be a certain protective force guarding her.

For this young woman had been lying down making chaotic expressions first, followed by a bizarre smile, and then her hair flying about wildly in a manner akin to a haunting.

Yang Feng knew that the Marquis of Northern Pacification must have already sent people to investigate the Du family. By maintaining such a wait-and-see attitude, it showed that he was not entirely opposed to the Du family's affairs. Of course, one could not lower their guard; who knew what that old fox was plotting?

Fortunately, their spiritual power had not reached the level of Divine Sovereigns; otherwise, she would have no secrets left to keep around her.

Surmounting one giant wave did not mark the end of it; behind it, more towering waves were slowly taking form.