Chapter 262: Battle Machine

"This place..."

Han Ruoxi looked around, a trace of doubt in her eyes: "Why does it feel like an abandoned campsite?"

"Bai Lin, scan the surroundings!"

Li Chang'an turned his head toward Bai Lin.

Bai Lin operated the device swiftly, his brow furrowing deeply: "Strange, the signal is chaotic. There seems to be some kind of interference device here!"

"Interference?"

Li Chang'an frowned slightly: "Which means we cannot accurately detect anything right now."

Within a brief span of time, Sky City had already seen the emergence of many shrewd merchants, making them barely count as a nascent middle class; Wang Shuang established this Ministry of Commerce precisely to regulate and manage these early stirrings right from the start, preventing things from spinning out of control or lapsing into fraud and other unforeseen mishaps.

And this was merely the beginning; Li Feng's palm struck out time and again, ruthlessly slapping Qin Tai across the face.

Fufeng drew the Blade of Time, spinning it continuously in his hand until the surrounding time and space seemed to slip completely from control.

This was the exact scene Lin Zixin beheld upon stepping out of the kitchen. She had not yet fully processed Guan Yue's expression and demeanor from yesterday. Now, seeing Guan Yue pacing back and forth in the living room in such a mysterious fashion—seeming moreover to be conversing warmly with someone, wearing a thoroughly delighted expression—she felt even more bewildered.

That nascent soul's remnant spirit was unlike Chen Feng, who harbored an obsession with dueling him alone; if it truly unleashed its power without reservation, Mo Li knew it would still prove quite troublesome.

This was the primordial spirit of a remnant soul, yet its entire form bore not a single trace of frost, evidently untouched by the chilling aura of the profound ice coffin; such a phenomenon could only occur under two circumstances.

The old patriarch of the Qin family possessed a certain mettle, maintaining his courage and refusing to submit even when facing a powerful enemy; he was a man worthy of being entrusted with heavy responsibilities.

Banbu Kuangxiao must have analyzed Li Facai's superpower, knowing his body was as unyielding as steel, which was why he targeted only the eyes.

Just when everyone expected Hong Muchun to explode in rage, he simply picked up his tray and left the cafeteria with a darkened face.

Left completely helpless and frightened, she jerked her hand back, suppressing her ragged breathing as she forced herself to sit up with an appearance of calm.

The two rose, their bodies brimming with absolute vitality, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to people who had only just awakened from a coma.

This was the very first time Lei Yi had witnessed Ge Nie truly unleashing his full might, whether in animation or in reality.

"Darling, guess who wrote this letter to me?" On this day, Tang Ning held up a letter, flaunting it triumphantly to Heidi.

A flash of crimson gleamed in Mordu's eyes, and the mysterious patterns upon those black horns began to flicker.

This battle had been a narrow victory, but in terms of sheer strength, he had suffered a devastating blow, sustaining severe wounds that would be difficult to recover from anytime soon.

In a prominent spot within the open space outside the ticket office stood a large bulletin board covered in white sheets of paper, detailing not only passenger ship schedules but also various bounties and recruitment advertisements. At this moment, quite a few men whose attire suggested they were anything but proper gentlemen were gesturing and gossiping at a fresh sheet of white paper.

"I think it's impossible too, but since the police telegram has already arrived, I must go there no matter what. Tony, can you accompany me?" In front of Heidi, Catherine pleaded.

Even so, Mitarai Shixiao and his companions could still feel the Mist Ninjas closing in on them, inch by inch.

The man in the portrait possessed deeply etched features and a rather handsome countenance. He wore magnificent, classical robes, looking like an ancient aristocrat about to attend a grand banquet. Though the portrait lacked color, it did nothing to diminish his extraordinary elegance.

"So you're the young man teamed up with Uncle Xuan." The registrar looked up in surprise, finally understanding why Li Xuan'ao had accompanied him here.

Shen Zhiqiao appeared at the entrance of Zhan Junyu's company—the Yunjin Group, a conglomerate integrating advanced technologies and home to many of the world's leading scientific innovations.