Chapter 378: The Source of the Fluctuation Is Right Nearby

The team quickened their pace, pressing ever forward into the unknown.

After marching for roughly ten minutes, Bai Lin came to a sudden halt.

"We have arrived; the source of the fluctuation is right around here!"

Bai Lin spoke, gesturing toward the earth beneath their feet.

Li Chang'an surveyed their surroundings, finding only a barren, featureless expanse of wasteland.

"Are you certain it is here?"

Li Chang'an inquired.

"Positive, the source of the vibration lies directly beneath us, at a depth of approximately fifty meters!"

When the torrent of arrows launched by the Turks from below the city walls grew too dense for them to approach the battlements and return fire, they would retreat a certain distance from the edge, hurling logs and rolling stones downward to mitigate their own unnecessary casualties.

Her pressure points sealed and rendered utterly motionless, Qingwu watched him approach on horseback, never imagining he would care for her so intensely, as an inexplicable emotion welled up within her heart.

The pitch was high yet the tone remained freezing cold; it was the voice of Vivian, one I had listened to every day for months, impossible to mistake.

"Not bad, not bad at all, but you are no match for me," Yang Lefan said, wagging his index finger at Hu Dan.

The vehicle came to a smooth halt in the courtyard, and Danny stepped out from the trailing car to open the doors for Lillard and me in turn, yet neither Lillard nor I made a move to stir.

He waited until Ning Fengyue’s breathing gradually steadied into the quiet rhythm of sleep before he gently lifted her head from his lap and slipped away. Before departing, Li Ning drew the blanket over her, then flew toward the Green Wood Peak with the Guangyin Sword in tow.

He feared that the moment this secret was uttered, she would resolutely abandon him once more. Thus, when she left him again in his guise as Yi Yuefeng, though he searched for her, his heart remained deeply conflicted.

Li Daniu looked upon the remaining werewolves, bear-men, and marten-men, his lips curling into a faint grin. His pupils suddenly dilated, marking the very first time he unleashed the soul annihilation.

Yang Lefan stood with his arms crossed, chuckling softly with an incredibly provocative demeanor; Bangtou desperately wanted to thrash him, but he could not even touch a single hair on the man's head, let alone beat him to a pulp.

The following morning, before his spiritual energy had fully restored, Li Ning began refining the spiritual herbs; after spending four hours refining just two, his head throbbed with a genuine ache, forcing him to lie exhausted upon the ground and drift into sleep. By this time, Li Tong had also largely recovered.

Susan cast a somewhat surprised glance at Reed; how had this usually honest fellow suddenly grown so tempestuous today?

Back then, while he and Mu Xueye were immersed in that intoxicating rapture, Pei Zonghao had wished so desperately that time would freeze at that very moment, stretching into eternity. Yet for some reason, fate always delighted in playing such cruel jests on mortals, ensuring that lovers could never unite.

Li Chengyu wore a faint smile as he merged his physical form into the semi-space—the interface between reality and the void—effectively turning half of the Heavenly Court's semi-space into his own body; unless an opponent could shatter half of the celestial space in combat, it would be nigh impossible to break through this divine void technique.

"Hey, dead baldie, what do you have to say for yourself?" Stopped in her tracks by Shan Dong'er, Yan Jing demanded with utter impatience.

Master Xuling's eyelids twitched faintly; for some reason, she felt as though her master was deliberately provoking her today, unyielding until she offered some manner of explanation.

Hearing his younger brother's words, Liao Zhong too fell into deep contemplation. Clearly, the matter was far from as simple as he had initially imagined.

A flash of silver light erupted, and the figure in his embrace transformed back into a fox; Luo Fengchen looked down at the slumbering creature in his arms, caught between tears and laughter.

He was utterly taken aback, entirely ignorant of what on earth 'PUA' was supposed to mean, let alone why Zhang Ya had renamed Fei Mo to Fei Wujin.

If it could be said that the Northern Barren Mountain belied its name by not being truly desolate, then similarly, Qingyun Marsh—despite its beautiful and auspicious moniker—was nothing short of a living purgatory.

I fear that before long, it will vanish entirely, and by then, even if a Supreme Being walked the earth, they would be powerless to bring Zhang Xuanxin back to life.