Chapter 1124: Successive Visits

"What? Junior Brother Lu Yang has already reached the Tribulation Passing stage?"

"Isn't the absolute limit of the Void Refining stage the Body Integration stage?"

"I have no idea."

The disciples of the Asking Sect fell into a commotion once more, and even the likes of Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi cast glances of sheer astonishment, for not even they had ever encountered such a phenomenon during their own time in the Void Refining stage.

Immortal Ying Tian fell into a rare, brief silence.

Ever since he had made the acquaintance of this lad Lu Yang, he had constantly run into the unexpected, as if groping blind.

By deploying this single sword formation, Zheng Chen would slay the other seven clones, causing the sword intent within everyone's bodies to coalesce in midair into a colossal array that could draw in all sword intent within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, thereby allowing Zheng Chen to step into the realm of a Sword Ancestor.

Kejian Corporation orchestrated the transfer of Li Tie and Sun Jihai to the Premier League and purchased the shirt sponsorship for Everton for one million pounds; Panda Mobile invested one hundred million yuan to secure the prime advertising slot on CCTV, sending its sales skyrocketing and making it the darling of the mobile phone market.

The native cultivators of this world had absolutely no inkling of the Underworld's whereabouts, and the way the local dialects expressed the concept differed from the ancient pronunciations of the future. The fact that Lu Suixin could articulate the words "Underworld" with such perfect clarity proved beyond doubt that someone intimately familiar with the inner secrets was guiding him.

A decision crystallized instantly in Lin Hai's heart, and he jerked his head up, bowing his clasped hands with deep reverence toward the Lord suspended in midair.

The current Zheng Chen was capable of releasing only a single soul whenever his primordial souls left his body, while the other soul remained behind to control his physical form, unleashing powerful sword techniques and formations; in this manner, Zheng Chen could wield his sword arts even while utilizing the power of his primordial soul.

As it turned out, just when the Northern Frontier Army enjoyed an excellent situation and was launching a counteroffensive against the Northern Barbarians, the barbarians called a halt to the hostilities because they had dispatched an envoy with a letter for Prince Ping, stating that Emperor Jing'an was in their hands, and if the lands of Shaanxi and Gansu were not ceded to them, they could no longer guarantee the Emperor's safety.

"Go on, go, head wherever you please." The Lotus Treasure Saint knew there was no stopping Zheng Chen, yet he had not expected that Zheng Chen would already be planning to leave the moment he set foot back on Lotus Mountain.

Yet Yan Manman also knew that blowing this matter out of proportion would do absolutely no favors for the marriage between Yang Huaili and herself, and in the end, the one who might benefit from it was Ye Jiarou.

Because Ye Jiarou had always harbored the desire to change her destiny, a background like Lu Huai's naturally possessed a powerful allure.

Yun Xijia did not wish to trouble He Jun'an, but he had already followed her out with his car keys and opened the door; it was indeed difficult to hail a cab in this vicinity, so Yun Xijia stopped being hesitant, lest she appear affectated.

"I truly never expected your strategy and troop deployment to be so formidable." Ruoxi and Haochu rode abreast, marching their victorious army back to the imperial capital.

Zhou Yuan muttered to himself, his expression suddenly darkening; this particular game of chess against Ya Xie Mingming had clearly veered completely off course.

Yun Xijia's eyes widened in astonishment—how had the conversation shifted to resigning again? Did Su Yimo insist that she remain cooped up at home forever, never taking a single step outside?

Before the words could fully leave his mouth, the door was burst open from the outside, and a young man who looked like a scrawny monkey sauntered inside with an arrogant air.

Now proceeding inward from the eight great cities, there were several large tribes on both the eastern and southern fronts whose strength rivaled that of the eight great clans.

With a sharp clang, Xiang Yuan tossed the soft-scaled blade in his hand aside and struck his bracer, quietly activating his demonization.

After entering the Tianlan Sacred Ground, he began his attempts, stealthily seizing control of more and more people; though it was a tedious process, he took endless delight in it.

It wasn't that Miriam distrusted Biangu's caution, but rather that this object had been given to her by the Prophet just last night, who claimed it would be of immense use to Zheng Ming, without ever specifying what its purpose was.

Yun Xijia truly had no idea who Shangguan Qi was; she shook her head mechanically, her icy face completely devoid of expression.

"What? Song Jincheng?" Ji Zhuohang's expression turned rather startled upon hearing this; he had heard that a while ago, someone had severed Song Jincheng's right ear, after which he had remained behind closed doors, so why would he show up today?