Volume 1, Chapter 61: The Book of Life and Death, Let Us Go to the Mortal Realm

Chuguang had no idea how long she had been dizzy before disembarking from the ship.
She only knew that when she finally came ashore, she was completely disoriented.
When she woke up again, she found that they had already reached the shore.
The sky was still shrouded in a misty, murky darkness.
"Little White, where are we?"
Thus, even though he had many rudimentary concepts of formations in his mind, their extreme difficulty made it impossible for him to actually craft them himself.
This matter was of grave importance; the situation in Liaodong would inevitably spark a fierce debate in the imperial court. This was not something the officials of the Eastern Palace could control. Once the high-ranking ministers in the court spoke up, there was nothing these people could do. It would be far better to bring the matter before the court beforehand.
"Two members of a prospecting team were killed by fierce beasts. Those three leaders probably wanted to confirm whether it is possible to resurrect outside this space after death, or perhaps they wanted you to ask the Tianji people to verify it." Lu Xiao was naturally extremely clever and deduced what was happening.
Since this bone-tooth weapon now belonged to Sun, the more ferocious and bloodthirsty it was, the better. If it were truly harmless to humans and animals, he wouldn't even want it.
Before Shunsuke Terajima could finish speaking, that heavy round shield rose from the ground once more, slamming heavily onto his head—which could no longer dodge—and completely crushed it to pieces.
Jiang Jianqiu was momentarily speechless, and could only sigh as he continued to follow the old man forward.
On the second day of the first lunar month, upon hearing that the Annan army had suddenly advanced to within three li of Guiye, Sun Shiyi hurriedly ordered Regional Commander Zhang Chaozhen to select three thousand elite troops to resist the enemy, and further commanded Commander Xu Shiheng to lead fifteen hundred men, bringing along an additional twelve hundred troops of his own, to provide reinforcements wave after wave.
To directly touch the existence of another person's soul while their physical body was still alive was far more serious than touching someone's naked body.
Hane's body trembled violently, a look of utter disbelief flashing in her eyes. With a wave of her hand, a scroll of thin gauze drifted through the air and draped over Moyu Li. Hane's expression became intensely focused, as if her entire attention was concentrated on that single piece of gauze in her hand.
Jiang Jianqiu couldn't help but be stunned. The Qiushui sword in his hand had clearly slashed against this curtain, so why was there no reaction at all? He raised the transparent Qiushui sword to his eyes and examined it closely, yet still could not make out any clues.
This was the second time he had unleashed such a terrifying blade. The first time was years ago, right after he had just drawn the Heavenly Blade. In front of the ancestral temple of the Heavenly Blade Tribe, he had unintentionally killed a vast crowd of people with a single slash.
"What did you say?" Lu Lu had something in his mouth, making his words extremely muffled. Ban Jiu frowned. *Spit!* Lu Lu spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with bloody foam.
"You are constrained by mortal ties, and your emotions bind you like layers of heavy webs, preventing you from acting freely. This is hardly a good thing. If it were me, I would make a clean break with the Liu family, devote myself wholeheartedly to cultivating demonic arts until I am invincible under heaven—wouldn't that be wonderful?" Yin Qianyu persuaded.
The gentle voice almost made Shi Xinyan tumble over. The spiritual energy she had just mustered instantly dissipated, and her face flushed slightly.
Although he had obtained the power of Jie, and Long Xinglin's strength had also advanced to the Xuanling Realm, power that did not belong to him was ultimately not his own. If this power of Jie were allowed to remain within his body, trouble would likely ensue.
Divine sense was a cultivator's finest pair of eyes, their most fundamental mystical ability, and also their most practical innate skill.
In front of Long Xinglin, a figure floated back and forth. To be precise, it was not a physical figure, but a projection, which finally descended before Long Xinglin, who was sitting cross-legged making his final breakthrough.
Squire Liu was puzzled and fell into deep thought, pondering to himself: Could borrowing a corpse to return the soul truly exist in this world? I shall temporarily believe it and bring this beggar back to the estate, waiting for an opportunity to deal with the situation. If there are any flaws, it will not be too late to drive him away then.