Chapter 132: Storm Approaching, The Sage’s Stratagem Unfolds

Sui Ren observed the bow, which was crystal clear, exquisite as fine jade. As he gently drew the string, boundless human fortune converged, within which one could faintly perceive mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, insects, and fish, with countless living beings thriving and evolving civilization.

Carrying the power of all sentient beings and gathering the dual forces of Yin and Yang, the divine bow seemed to conjure something from nothing, manifesting an arrow of Yin and Yang. Its aura was overwhelming, possessing a power that seemed capable of shattering anything in its path.

"The clouds in the sky gather and disperse, drifting apart only to come together again, as if they could never truly be parted. Unlike the human world, which is filled with life and death, arrivals and partings."

However, once Jian Su changed into that long dress and stepped out, he had no further objections.

"Is that so? Why?" Although Jun Qingyan asked, there was no curiosity in his eyes, and his tone was as flat as could be.

Huo'er was overjoyed. Twisting her body, she broke free from Gan Ping's grasp, grabbed the staff, and ran excitedly to the golden-haired Hou. She brushed against its body, and the massive figure instantly turned into a stream of light, sealed by Huo'er within her Juntian Staff.

Imperial Physician Qi was frantic, yet he did not want Imperial Physician Xu to help for fear of losing credit. He dared not tell the Emperor the truth and kept the matter hidden, searching daily for a way to cure Ding Zi's madness, failing to notice that his own wrist grew more painful and numb with each passing day.

Chen Lifu served as the prefect in Yuntai Prefecture, and the siblings had lived with their parents at his post. A month ago, they came to the capital to stay with their grandparents. Madam Chen had not seen her niece and nephew for many years, so she took advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to invite them over to reminisce about their long separation.

The captain was stunned, gave an awkward smile, immediately offered a few apologies, and withdrew his men.

But as Situ Kong had said, who would want to do such a thing? Who would want to see the Underworld and the Chaos Sea engage in a fierce battle?

Although Chu Tian and Mietian looked exactly the same, their vastly different temperaments made them appear like two entirely different people at this moment.

"The guy named Romedahl's house is right up ahead, Boss!" a lackey-looking man said to the leader sitting in the passenger seat.

Liu Xiu had long since figured out Liu Biao’s temper. Seeing that Liu Biao was displeased, he remained calm. Pang Lin’s situation was something he had arranged intentionally; only in this way could he make Liu Biao believe him.

Returning home, Zhang Yuewan had just come back from the neighboring Zhang family and brushed the dust off his clothes. Since marrying him, her temperament had shifted from its original heroic spirit to something much softer, becoming more and more like a gentle housewife.

He knew that the secret special forces unit previously supported by the Dragon Soul team outside the border had been tasked with retrieving a glowing orb. Now, their Dragon Soul special forces had found four at once, deeply shocking Guo Shan.

Sure enough, before they were even halfway there, a dense rain began to fall. The drops were fine, like silver needles, making no sound as they struck the umbrella.

Back at the Jin residence, Xuan Zhu carried her to her villa, and Jin Chengye sent someone to prepare a hangover tea for her.

"Hehe, it's a secret. Let's go, let's head to school." Saying this, he set down his teacup and was the first to walk out of the living room.

Lin Yi understood the Sect Master's intention: as long as he could skillfully circulate the energy within his body to complete a Great Circulation, he would be able to save his life under the impact of massive energy and maximize the medicinal effects.

Princess Shu Ying did not look at the Lady of the Court. Perhaps she had heard the voice and found it familiar, only then turning back to look.

In the center of the front room, a charcoal brazier was burning, the coals crackling and popping as if in excitement.

"What else could it mean? You should be grateful to have this to eat; there's meat in every meal," Su Lingxiao rolled her eyes.

If Li Ye were a close relative of theirs, someone whose background was well-known and whose fortunes were tied to theirs, he would indeed be a talent worth cultivating and looking after.

Now that his temper flared, the previously dormant murderous intent surged forth. This icy killing intent actually suppressed the arrogant aura of Nangong Ping.

At that moment, golden light suddenly burst forth from the sky, and an aura of destruction descended.

"Boss Zhou, is there any way to save Wei Yang without going there?" Suddenly, Wei Tinglong thought of a compromise and asked me.

As soon as he entered the interior of the Ginseng Fruit, he saw four beds arranged in the corners, with cultivators already sitting cross-legged on two of them.

The power of destruction raged, carrying the unique void aura of the Ash-Extreme Sumeru, a blend of majestic righteousness and sinister malice. Lu Xuan felt a powerful blast of air strike his back, and his body was instantly swept away by an irresistible force, a mouthful of blood spraying from the corner of his mouth.

The reason was actually quite simple: Hammond was, after all, a Senator of America and managed vast wealth. While he couldn't be called the most elite figure in all of America, he was certainly a member of the upper class, admired and looked up to by many.

Liu Jing remembered very clearly that in the original timeline, the Old Demon of Hehuan feared the potential Han Li displayed and had proposed more than once that Wei Wuyai and the Supreme Yang Master should join forces to deal with him.

It was only because he saw that the subordinates he had rescued had all fled, not a single one remaining, all of them having become deserters.

The Cao army’s naval warfare skills and the Wu army’s siege capabilities were both lacking; neither could mock the other. If the Cao army wanted revenge, they would have to train hard, or they would be soundly beaten by the Wu army in future battles.

However, perhaps because he lived here, he had not awakened his ancestral memories, so he remained ignorant of many things.

On the battlefield, the two sides remained in a standoff. The army of demonic beasts stood ready, biding their time and waiting for the return of the Demon King.

Loki stared at the image on the screen in a daze. His legs went weak, and he slumped onto the steps in front of Odin's throne, completely losing the ability to think.

But unfortunately, they were located in a remote area and were immensely powerful; their Sect Master was a master at the peak of the Transformation Stage. On the borders of the Central Plains, having such a powerhouse made them practically an overlord.

Er Ya smiled triumphantly and said, "That's right, after all, you won't find a second sister as beautiful as her in the whole world."

At the gate, Da Hei began to bark again. Er Ya’s heart skipped a beat—could they have come back? Just as she was about to go out and check, she heard a voice: "Da Hei, how many times do I have to come here before you recognize me? Next time, I won't feed you anything good."

As soon as she left, Li Zhi’s face did a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, turning as gloomy as if water were about to drip from it.

"Just for that five hundred thousand, you led outsiders to pry open your own ancestral graves?" the Second Master said with a cold, mirthless smile.

Tiancheng retracted the smile from her face and looked at the projection seriously, guarding against any changes. At the same time, after finishing her work, Chu Xu informed the Tiancheng enterprise that he would be leaving temporarily for construction, asking them to keep an eye on things and notify him immediately if anything happened.