Chapter 1221: The Position of Commandery Governor Is Vacant Again

"How do you use this Mountain-Suppressing Seal?" Lu Yang asked Nüba, weighing the artifact in his palm.

"There is a matching mnemonic formula. As long as you know it, you can control me..." Nüba dared not play any tricks and truthfully revealed the incantation.

Lu Yang chanted it once, but barely halfway through, Nüba was already clutching her head in agony.

"My two lords, can you believe me now?" Once the chant ended, Nüba asked with utmost caution, still unable to fathom why her mortal tribulation was so formidable.

Lin Yan, backlit by the light, naturally cut the figure of a gentle and modest gentleman, his hands always hanging loosely at his sides in a way that made people feel at ease. Yet now, seeing this man who had once occupied Lin Qingqing's every thought, she only wished to flee from him.

"Officer, my client..." The lawyer behind Lin Xiaoqia stepped forward, intending to deflect Liu Zhicheng with practiced rhetoric.

And now, this topic, which had originally settled down for some time, was dragged out once more for a war of words; anyone with an analytical eye could see that someone was pulling the strings behind it.

Upon the fan-shaped shockwave formed by the ice-sealing heaven and earth, long, deep fissures appeared, spreading like a spiderweb into countless fragmented shards.

"Yes, Hall Master!" Wang Dali, along with the two fellows who had just surrendered and the rest of the crowd, rushed toward Jiang Chen.

"Understood. Let the Nine Departments of the Dragon Soul act as they see fit, but my sister's safety must be guaranteed. I'm counting on you," Bai Su communicated with calm resolve.

Watching all of this from the sidelines, Chiba Michiko's lips curled into a smirk. Having been joint-defeated by Luoshui Yue and me once before, her hatred for Luoshui Yue was not a single bit less than her hatred for me.

The sword-light galloped all the way, and wherever it passed, whether it was the sword-light of the Ten-Thousand-Tailed Calamity Sovereign or the void and the earth, everything shattered upon its impact.

To say nothing of others, take the old eunuch himself. He was someone who had been granted a title of nobility by the Emperor for his merits, yet the Emperor had only commended him in secret, never asking for his opinion. Even so, the old eunuch felt it was boundless imperial grace, having kowtowed countless times toward the direction of the Imperial City.

"How—how on earth did this happen?!" Xiao Zhen was on the verge of a breakdown, his previous joy entirely vanished by now. He collapsed heavily onto the ground, his face a mask of remorse and sheer helplessness.

Weighing the options repeatedly, the Golden Lotus of Merit could not be revealed unless absolutely forced into a dead end. Left with no alternative, he could only brace himself and charge forward blindly.

Of course, another reason was that in this world, the two of them were merely ordinary people. If they really killed someone and were discovered, they would face a lawsuit.

Among them were countless lines, all originating from a single point but leading to entirely different destinations, yet these lines bore no markings or inscriptions whatsoever.

Mu Qing originally wanted to roar back, but at the thought that the person being escorted was Lan Qingqing, he swallowed that vast mountain of words right back down. He then, with the utmost respect, escorted Lan Qingqing out.

"When that accident happened back then, so much meat was wasted and silver coins were thrown away for nothing. Everyone was heartbroken, so who would dare to make another mistake!" Deng Kai said in a muffled, heavy voice.

The war showed no progress whatsoever. After more than ten days slipped away like this, Nie Shidao finally returned, and he brought Perfected Master Yuding with him.

A moment later, the Formless Patriarch of the Styx completely dissipated. With a soft splash, a pool of blood appeared in the center of the Blood Sea, transformed from the residual power of the Patriarch of the Styx.

"What is the matter, Bai'er?" Ji Yun looked at the astonished Bai'er, a sense of perplexity rising in his own heart as well.

Pushing open the door to the room, Jiang Yu walked ahead to the stone table and sat down. With her back to Tang Huo, she patted her chest, then turned with a smile to bid Tang Huo sit on the stool first while she went to retrieve the two hats from the bundle.

Looking at the dazzling array of rouge, powder, and a colossal mirror before her, Jiang Yu could not help but weep in her heart. Could it be that she had traveled through time? Or was she trapped in her own dream?

Following the onslaught, a layer of ice shards had already paved the ground beneath Ji Yun's feet. He looked up at the sky with composure, a faint smile playing at the corner of his lips.

Zhou Ling'er suddenly began to gesticulate wildly as her body burned with fever, her clothes completely drenched in sweat as dark, viscous impurities began to secrete from her skin.