Chapter 61: Finding His Beloved Bullied, He Loses His Mind with Anxiety

Hearing the name "Doctor Meng" uttered by the other person, Song Shiyu felt his heart skip a beat for no apparent reason.

Immediately after, he saw Bai Qingfeng nod at him, her red lips parting slightly to murmur an apology before she loosened her collar and hurried out of the banquet hall, as if eager to attend to some matter of the utmost urgency.

Inside the lounge, adorned with a crystal chandelier.

Meng Shuyue sat on the soft sofa, clutching her medical kit, feeling her consciousness growing increasingly hazy and her vision blurring.

No one here could possibly have harmed Mu Xiaoxiao except for that old man, and the emaciated old man had likely been imprisoned for far more than a few years—yet he still possessed such spiritual power, which was simply incredible.

Xu Zhaomu took a look; it was a candid photograph of her and Shen Chi, taken during that trip to the seaside.

Phantom Flower was so exhausted she collapsed onto the floor. The lock was made of some unknown metal; even though the stone had shattered, the lock remained completely undamaged.

From the moment Ling Jiu, Song Xueyi, and the others arrived at the shores of the Sea of Despair, to the appearance of a dark brown spirit ship emerging from the mists, less than two full hours had elapsed.

Though a storm of anxiety raged within her heart, Phantom Flower could only force an outward calm. She coaxed Jinglan into eating a little, then took her for a brief stroll nearby, accompanied by Nangong Yun and Lvshui, with Chu Hui's hidden guards stationed all around.

When Nangong Lie regained his senses, he found himself already squatting before Ling Jiu. A cold sweat instantly broke out all over his body as he stared at her in terror.

"He was getting handsy with me, and even tried to force me into an unspoken rule by demanding I be with him," Xiaochu Qing deliberately claimed.

Further out in the wider world, across the boundless continent, there were also reclusive individuals living in seclusion who vaguely sensed something amiss and looked toward the direction of the ruins, even though nothing could be seen.

Phantom Flower nodded. Chu Hui had just departed, and over by the Three Purities Hall, Zhongli Xiang was already leading several attendants as they strode rapidly in this direction.

"Father!" Gu Yuanhai knelt on the hard ground, scooting forward a few steps, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Old Master Gu.

A series of roaring explosions echoed as one 'Tang Yi' after another was obliterated. Sparks flew in all directions, and violent shockwaves surged. For a moment, the scene plunged into utter chaos, leaving the entire arena in complete ruin—splintering wood flew through the air, stones were pulverized to dust, and the ground was pockmarked with deep craters.

Its surface was densely covered in arrays; it would be impossible for even the imperial family to replicate another one. As for its firepower, it relied primarily on three main cannons, thirty secondary cannons, and its own overwhelming crushing force, possessing a lethality capable of threatening Earth Monarch-tier entities. That was why it was known as an Earth Monarch-tier combat palace fortress.

Yet, a moment later, Luo Ningyu's gaze dimmed again, a trace of absurdity washing over her heart at her own thoughts.

"Let you witness the foundation of my sea beasts!" Kundo roared wildly, his tentacles continuously increasing in pressure as five warships were instantly torn to shreds. The soldiers of the Shangguan family aboard cried out in agony as they were swept into the churning vortex.

After bidding farewell one by one, Tang Yi waved to gather the disciples of the West Mansion's Inner Court, then scooped up Mu Xianling and leaped onto the Western Unified Warship, leaving behind a dashing and elegant figure.

Niu Beidou's words were not without reason. Although our side had superior numbers, trying to deal with these American soldiers who had actually been through real battlefield combat felt somewhat unprofessional.

"Congratulations on your successful breakthrough, though it is rather a pity that you failed to complete the fifth revolution," Xiang Yu said.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go, let's get her right now!" Hearing Grape Brother say that, Lin Ruonan didn't want to wait even a single second longer.

"Could there really be someone in this world capable of making First Uncle feel such dread?" Xie Xuan was well acquainted with Wei Jie's disposition; he was not a man given to empty and exaggerated words. Stunned by this, he asked in astonishment, before sinking into a thoughtful, contemplative silence.

At that very instant, a thunderbolt struck my mind. Zhuge Yan's tomb chamber should have been a completely sealed vault, with the bronze face on the ceiling serving as the only entrance and exit. Although sealed as well, it must have been crafted from a mysterious bronze of a kind rarely seen in this world.