Chapter 102: Zhu Jiuyin’s Path to Enlightenment

Emperor Cang's form flickered, suddenly shifting into a human shape, yet it seemed as if his spiritual root had transformed rather than being his original shamanic form. At this crucial moment in his path to enlightenment, even if he returned to the shaman tribe for some reason, it would not hinder his cultivation. Until he reached full merit and perfection, he would not revert to his shaman form.

Emperor Cang surveyed the Wuyi Mountain territory around him, a faint trace of regret flickering across his face. According to the eighty-one transformations of the enlightenment method, the sixty-first transformation was the reason Emperor Cang chose Wuyi Mountain.

But in the next moment, he felt his actions were unnecessary. He had been staring for quite some time already; everything that was visible and invisible had long since been observed by him.

So when Qin Tian spared Lane, even though he escaped immediately, it was impossible to say that he was not somewhat disheveled and embarrassed by the antics of those two fools.

Wang Hen turned back, surprised to see Bu Yu standing there. She was stunned, and Bu Yu's eyes brimmed with tears, her gaze bloodshot. After finding her grandmother, it was she who told her that Wang Hen and the others were all here, beside Luo Yan’s grave.

Facing the crisis brought by Vietnam, there was no doubt that this time, China’s anger flared fiercely. Whereas the Chinese leadership had previously preferred to "set aside and revisit later," this time they resolutely struck back regarding the South China Sea issue.

Hei San had originally intended to introduce An Lei, but halfway through, he realized that Yi Yang did not know An Lei’s true identity. As he prepared to reveal it, he noticed An Lei subtly shaking her head, so Hei San hastily laughed it off and brushed the matter aside.

At this moment, Xu Furong could no longer hold back and glared angrily at Qin Tian with a cold expression.

The weather had turned quite cold, so the corpse remained well-preserved where it was. Ye Bingyin had Fang Chu lift the white cloth covering Miao Fenghuang’s body. The corpse lay there, her face as cold as frost.

Zhang Tianshu’s men, seeing their leader restrained by Bao Leng, were at a loss. When Ye Ge suddenly spoke, they immediately retreated more than ten steps.

Bu Yu held her close, but inside she felt a sinking sadness. If emotions were truly so easy to control, there would never be so many tangled, unresolved bonds in this life.

Yi Yang was genuinely startled by Lin Yifan’s three consecutive shots. In such severe solar glare, Lin Yifan had fired the Type 95 assault rifle in such a short time. He must have missed! That was Yi Yang’s evaluation of Lin Yifan’s blind shooting.

Upon hearing this, Xue Ningshang’s expression darkened, and she fell silent. Clearly, she had never expected to lose from the start, and now the impact on her was deeply profound.

“Alright,” Yun Xiao felt a twinge of disappointment but suppressed his curiosity. Once the boat reached the bridge, things would naturally sort themselves out. Some matters were better understood at the appropriate time.

“Second Brother, if anything happens to me in Jiangcheng, I hope you can conceal it. Don’t let my children know. I don’t want them to be saddened or distressed, nor do I want my affairs to affect their growth,” Yun Jian said solemnly.

Shi Junyue, chasing close behind, was about to strike forward with a palm but saw Leng Jiang truly ignoring her. She quickly retracted her hand and leapt, flipping over Leng Jiang’s head. In an instant, she casually tore off Leng Jiang’s beard, catching him completely off guard.

Arriving at the command center, the two saw a man in his fifties with the rank of Lieutenant General seated at the command post. They hurriedly straightened their uniforms and saluted.

Yulanqing raised her slender, powerful right leg and unleashed a devastating strike. Against the howling fierce wind, like a tiger’s whip descending the mountain, her force exploded with the might of thunder, fiercely lashing against Liu Tuo’s chest.