Volume 1, Chapter 59: Clouds Disperse, Distant Mountains Empty (Part Two)

Yang Yu'er nodded, "Alright, I'll take this opportunity to introduce you to my royal father's newly adopted thirteenth grand protector."
"Very well." Yuwen Chengdu and Yang Yu'er walked side by side down the path.
Throughout her life, she detested those who bullied the weak and used their strength to oppress others. These people were picking on Nangong Yunting just to amuse themselves, and she simply couldn't stand it.
"Shut up! All of you, go back to the Cliff of Reflection right now! What on earth are you all thinking?" The senior sister's face turned livid with anger.
Milu was so frightened that he didn't even dare utter the phrase "a boy's ideal type," terrified that a jealous Zhou Ci would hack him to pieces.
After waiting a whole day, aside from the bones, the rest of the Rong King had been thoroughly devoured by golden eagles, hawks, and vultures.
At this moment, not far from where I stood, four figures were stationed. One was the Heavenly Emperor, and sitting limply on the ground by his side was Shui Linglian. Not far from Shui Linglian, bound to heavy iron chains, was my mother, and directly facing my mother was the Crown Prince, Long Ye.
Wen Ruo was now feeling somewhat helpless as well; her cultivation was merely that of an ordinary Pure Yang realm practitioner, rendering her utterly incapable of offering any real assistance. She could only transmit her voice to Liu Shang to brief him on Gou Gui's situation.
Mo Daixiang choked with sobs and had not yet finished speaking when Moyuan strode out of the side hall, wielding a long black sword. Six phantom wings unfurled behind him, wreathed in black mist. He headed straight toward the two of us, drawing closer step by step.
Tuoba Ronghao was already wearing a half-face mask; if Jie Wu were to wear one as well, wouldn't it look far too obvious?
"Of course not. Using mental intent consumes cultivation power, especially when communicating with divine artifacts and their spirits. When the master is injured or weakened, these manual gears become crucial. Most importantly, there are also the extended gears," Dingdong explained.
Leng Yuehuang snickered inwardly, secretly giving a thumbs-up to the twin dragons. The dragons blinked playfully at her before vanishing back into her spatial ring, though the moment the two of them returned, they immediately started fighting over treasure.
Fortunately, Ma Jun also bore a grudge against Liu Yingfeng. With Ma Jun dealing with Liu Yingfeng, as long as she showed her face and took care of a few small fries, she could preserve her dignity.
They were picked off and killed one by one. Of course, there was also the covert assistance of a single shadow clone; otherwise, relying solely on these ordinary peasants, even when driven to desperation, their combat prowess wouldn't have been particularly formidable.
"I was unaware that the General had arrived; I have been remiss in my courtesy!" he said, bowing ingratiatingly as he stepped aside. I followed suit, bowing and standing respectfully to one side.
Shortly after, a man around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, standing about one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, stepped out of another black Mercedes-Benz.
Yi Yiyi was just about to continue when she saw a contestant wearing a wolf mask and a zebra-patterned outfit raise a hand and step out of the queue.
As soon as Monk Fazhan stepped onto the arena, the combat tier escalated. Since ordinary people couldn't beat him, Li Yuan went up instead. Both of them practiced the Iron Sand Palm, and Li Yuan had gone up specifically to lock horns with him.
As for the villagers who noticed him, they merely gazed at him from afar with curiosity and bewilderment, none of them coming forward to meddle or interrogate him.
Clearly, according to the map, to break the curse, one had to traverse these six points in succession and search for quest clues.
Mongolia was much the same; conquering the Southern Song Dynasty was as good as not conquering it at all. They merely uprooted the Southern Song royal family while continuing to rule the south by relying on the powerful local clans of the Southern Song—such was the methodology of a force originating from the grasslands.
Right at that moment, the bitter sea churned as Dongfang Baili and You Qianchou launched their assault, attempting to part the waters.
In the past, before a game began, even when facing a formidable opponent, Gregg Popovich's mindset would simply be: let the water be stopped by earth and the infantry by generals; he might even feel a sense of pity and sympathy for his opponents, knowing they were about to be humiliated by the Spurs.