Chapter 211: Lesson, Molting!

Now, Li Chang'an's martial arts cultivation was fast approaching the bottleneck of his current limits, prompting him to ponder whether he should elevate his realm in the Incense Shinto as well.

Although the God of Sunrise had previously warned him against pursuing the path of Incense Shinto, Li Chang'an still believed it served as an excellent auxiliary means for his cultivation.

The Shell-Shedding realm of the Incense Shinto signified casting off the old vessel to reshape a new one.

For the martial arts that Li Chang'an practiced, this was in truth a non-

Qingyue found it utterly preposterous; did these people always assume others were in the wrong, never once seeking the faults within themselves?

Subsequently, he too began to slowly extricate both his hands from the corpse of the mutated zombie from moments before.

Originally, his bond with the Emperor had been one of deep intimacy, yet the moment he learned the Emperor belonged to the imperial lineage, a shadow of hesitation crept into his mind.

Fairy Shuihua's pupils contracted in sheer disbelief, her sudden aberration instantly caught by the vigilant eyes of Li Yishi and his companion.

Meng Huo's countenance shifted drastically; well aware of Cao Ang's formidable prowess—having witnessed him slay King Mulu in a single stroke—he feared his lady would be no match for the man.

Thus, within the memorial to the throne, he asserted with absolute certainty that Ye Xiaoxia was so utterly heinous she deserved to be hacked into a thousand pieces.

Since even Geng Shizhong had spoken thus, Xu Ergou had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it; after all, he was not the one receiving the beating.

From this, it was completely manifest that the might of a fourth-tier mutated beast was indeed truly and incomparably immense.

The moment these words were uttered, someone in the crowd drew a sharp breath; after all, Qingyan was so breathtakingly beautiful that for someone to speak such wounding words without a shred of tenderness was shocking, though this girl was indeed somewhat reckless, rushing to serve in the Black Guard Mansion without the strength to protect herself, which was practically courting death.

Not until the car pulled up on the opposite side and Xiao Bai stepped out did Chen Yun feel her heart finally settle back into her chest.

Zhao Han shrugged, his gaze bypassing Zhao Yu like a razor-sharp awl, piercing through the main gates of the Zhao estate, cutting through the screen walls, the long corridors, and other structures, until it came to rest deep within the grand hall of the mansion.

Judging by geographical position, Jiangyang District sat right at the boundary between the main sects of the Chongxiao Sect and the Yunyang Sect, and the region also hosted branches of both; if a human faction were truly muddying the waters from the shadows, Ye Tianxun would likewise suspect these two major sects first.

Furthermore, every single one of them was a warrior who had previously guarded the fringes of the Primordial Universe, battling the various creatures of the Chaos Ocean that invaded their universe daily; seasoned by a hundred battles, their fierce and ominous aura was something ordinary soldiers could never hope to match.

Qin Shou stood frozen in astonishment, a torrent of chaotic emotions flooding his mind all at once, inducing a bout of dizziness that made the world spin around him.

"Hmph, whether you admit it or not, I shall unleash my full might from the very start of this battle." Jiang Lingyang raised his battle saber, his profound qi surging like crashing ocean waves.

After a while longer, under the influence of Zhao Han's formidable self-healing abilities, the wounds across his body were mostly mended; even his internal organs, which had been practically roasted, recovered, and having been baptized by that prior battle, he was completely renewed inside and out.

"Hmph! Fine words indeed, but has the innocent blood you've spilled been any less? Do not think me ignorant of the daily atrocities occurring within your Sword-Worshiping Empire!" As An Ruhai spoke, both his hands unleashed a torrential surge of spiritual qi, and the azure water giant behind him materialized a trident to launch a furious assault.

"No, what I said just now was that I am challenging both of you." Xie Tong looked toward Shen Taikui, who stood behind Yao Buxing.

Yue Chen saw it clearly; the object Xiao Yao drew out was shaped like a bell. They heard the ghostly apparition give a low snort before suddenly transforming into a wisp of black smoke and vanishing into the bell.

Ye Liu's martial arts derived from the heritage of the Five Elements, but previously he had only fused the elements of Gold and Wood, leaving the remaining elements of Water, Fire, and Earth completely untouched.

Bu Xu did not head home; instead, he boarded a public bus and leisurely made his way to the Huayuan Road Night Market, arriving before Yuan Hao's stall.

As testament to his vast circle of friends, the moment he stepped off the airplane, his phone began to ring and chime in rapid succession; he pressed it several times but it refused to quiet down, and though he had intended to bond further with his cousin, he ultimately had to offer a sheepish smile, pick up his phone, and state that he had matters to attend to before taking his leave.