Chapter 221: Reincarnation Ends, Tier 7 Peak!

Hearing Su Wanrong’s inquiry, Li Chang'an merely smiled and offered no reply.

After all, the history between himself and the Liyang Empire could no longer be easily untangled in a few brief words, nor could he ever reveal that he was the true creator of the Classic of Martial Arts.

Thus, maintaining a strict silence remained the finest remedy to resolve the matter.

Seeing his lack of answer, Su Wanrong pursed her lips, yet she forbore to press him any further.

Having finally managed to compose herself, her immediate instinct was to share this with Li

"I am your mother, what is so strange about me having a spare key?" Mother Yang said as she spoke. Her gaze swept meticulously across the interior of the room, and only upon finding nothing amiss did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

In this manner she settled down within the Palace of Dual Splendor, where fresh meat and vegetables were delivered every three days; since the palace housed only herself and that secluded "criminal," cooking proved to be no great hardship, and with only occasional cleaning to do, she found herself far more idle and comfortable than she had ever been in the Palace Household Department, and best of all, no one governed her.

Once it was completed, Shuning tucked the pouch away securely, waiting to present her brother Duanning with a pleasant surprise upon the arrival of his birthday.

The fifth month passed away thus without a single ripple or wave, and by the beginning of the sixth month, just prior to the Feast of a Thousand Gold, the Grand Dowager Consort Yun of the Prince of Yanbei’s estate returned.

Beholding Shen Mu's cold and indifferent countenance, Nana Lilusica’s face filled with resentment, yet their rank fell short by several degrees, leaving them bereft of the courage to clash with Shen Mu. Watching this unfold from the side, a cold, mocking smile surfaced at the corner of Shen Xia's mouth.

How could Adiya have ever guessed that the weapons Han Ruoxue wielded were all forged for her by Lin Shixiong, each one tempered multiple times through the supernatural power of dark metal; the most terrifying attribute of this dark metal lay precisely in its ability to halt cellular division, rendering it an ultimate instrument for slaying the undead.

These words from Ruan Hongling left both Li Yundong and Su Chan utterly dumbfounded, staring at one another in sheer bewilderment.

Though Huang Chong was a profligate son of privilege who had always looked down upon everyone, holding not even Huang Xin or Huang Sen in his regard, his impression of Huang Lei was decent enough, for this fellow had always treated him with the utmost deference, so he followed him along.

A barrier of such nature would likely struggle to deter a supreme powerhouse, yet it could buy them a fraction more time; the two exchanged a glance and leaped down together into the world opposing them.

"Pfft," Su Chan was the first who could not contain herself; turning away, she hid herself in a corner, pounding her chest and stamping her feet in a fit of wild, uncontrollable laughter.

These stray children gathered from every corner of the earth mostly knew not their own names, and perforce addressed one another merely by their ages.

Liu Feng’s countenance shifted slightly, never imagining that his opponent could be formidable to such an extent. Between the two of them lay a vast gulf of an entire realm of cultivation. Had he invoked the 'Dragon String', the Overlord Celestial Fist might yet have harmed the man, but as things stood, the opponent remained completely unscathed.

Without realizing it, they had already arrived at He Yunchang’s residence. Shen Tong looked through the carriage window. Assisted by the faint, scattered lamplight. He could still clearly discern the two majestic stone lions stationed at He Yunchang’s grand entrance. Perhaps owing to the night. The gaze of the stone lions seemed exceptionally fierce and terrifying. Sending a shiver through the heart.

According to Zhang Liwei's report, the villagers of Nanwan Village had initially opposed Tiancheng Company's development of Lion's Head Mountain, but the dispute later shifted to the very road within the village. Transporting ore down from Lion's Head Mountain meant that Nanwan Village was an unavoidable path, yet the villagers resolutely demanded a detour, and because of this affair, they had come perilously close to trading blows.

Yang Bufan walked up onto the ramparts, a position perfectly situated to allow every player to behold him. Behind him, Luoxue and the others followed onto the wall, standing in attendance to his left and right at a moment's notice.

The words Lady Mo spoke were somewhat restrained, yet as they fell into the Crown Prince’s ears, every single character and phrase pierced straight into his heart.

Li Feng sensed that a thorny predicament had manifested, for the unknown was ever the most terrifying. Bereft of light, the path ahead was a blanket of darkness, and the journey forward was bound to be fraught with peril, thick with thorns.

Shen Tong did not directly point out County Chief Ding Xiangqing, trusting that Wu Jiangkai would be able to divine whom he implied. Wu Jiangkai nodded in a thoughtful manner, signaling Shen Tong to continue speaking.

The environment here was exquisite, the green foliage offering cool shade, while a colossal magical crystal drifted in the sky; what struck Yang Bufan with wonder was that the magical crystal stone of the Demacia Legion actually suspended in the air, rather than resting upon the ground.