Chapter 1131: Becoming Mortal in the Red Dust or Sustaining War with War?

"She merely won by a stroke of luck; a single defeat amounts to nothing. Let us redouble our efforts and strive to force her into a second move!"

The Immortal Fairy rallied the crowd, and her words wrought a profound effect.

Though they had exhausted their hidden cards, depleted their energy, and sustained a bitter struggle only to fall before Yun Zhi's hand, they felt no weariness; instead, their spirits shone with vibrant luster.

Before returning to the cave dwelling, they had lain upon the earth and slept for a long season, and now, having awakened, they were sufficiently restored.

Their injuries were far greater than

Even as astonishment seized him, he sensed a chilling gale striking from behind; with a swift pivot, he evaded the onslaught, and raising his gaze, his pupils instantly contracted.

Sustaining such grievous wounds yet still possessing the true qi to heal another, Zhu Yan proved himself to be truly extraordinary.

Gu Jingnan’s gaze deepened, his thin lips pressing into a hard line, while the broad hand gripping Tang Qian’s shoulder tightened its hold.

"You do not believe me! Has your boyfriend arrived yet? Today, I shall show you the true meaning of absolute power!" Li Ning declared, reading the disbelief writ plain upon Fan Aiai's face.

A ripple stirred her heart, yet Lan Ling'er remained as ever with lowered head and silent tongue; the chess piece in her fingers was raised and set down, its crisp click echoing with singular clarity throughout the chamber.

"Boom." The final celestial thunder descended, a bolt that resembled nine heavenly dragons coiled together, weaving and interlacing in a furious dance.

Though the rain had poured for the entirety of the afternoon, and because such an event had never transpired before, he felt no sorrow, he had scarce imagined the deluge would grow so fierce, sending rain commingled with muddy water rushing entirely within.

In the broad light of day, a wretched shriek echoed from the lower levels of the Wanhua Brothel, causing the establishment to cease its commerce for the afternoon. Thus, no outsiders lingered within the tower; its grand gates stood half-shut, yet inside, the halls were crowded with a lively, flamboyantly dressed throng, contrasting sharply with the desolation outside.

What, in truth, was his purpose—possessing such profound knowledge of the Great Yun, harboring such utter disdain for the Northwest, yet showing such immense tolerance toward him? Even when he harbored forbidden thoughts toward the Crown Prince of Great Yun, the man had promised him that the object of his affection would belong to him for eternity.

"Two hundred yuan can purchase a firearm, with ten rounds of ammunition thrown into the bargain? ...Could such a wondrous fortune truly exist?" Sha Chengming remarked, looking thoroughly unwilling to believe it even upon pain of death.

He understood with perfect clarity that had the formidable entities lurking within the chaotic currents not harbored a mutual dread and wariness of one another, their flight through this expanse would have been a path leading absolute to their demise.

At this moment, with the aid of the Ascendant Immortal City, Fang Shen’s mind grew lucid and transparent; in the dim obscurity, he seemed to grasp a fleeting sensation, though it remained like viewing a flower through the mist, its true form defying a clear gaze.

Herein lay the indispensable necessity of the Innate Spiritual Treasures; special forces such as destiny and karma had to be suppressed by the unique properties of innate objects to preserve oneself from affliction, making the suppression of one's own destiny with an innate treasure a matter of paramount gravity.

Grasping the half-finished artifact, Yang Qifeng crossed the threshold in a single stride to return to the Great Thousand World; with a forceful squeeze, the stone shattered, and he retrieved five fragments, arranging them one by one before finally drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to distribute them into the five elemental positions.

The protagonist of the current epoch had begun the slaughter of the protagonist of the previous era; this had already become the law of heaven and earth, an ironclad decree.

The Phoenix Scorching Wings could be said to be employing every conceivable method, seeking to elevate both his own strength and that of his guild by conquering the beastman capital and slaying the beastman emperor.

There were creatures who lived so exceedingly long that they looked upon life and death with indifference, yet there were also those who, the longer they survived, the less they desired to perish. The Soul of the Hidden Cloud Star belonged unmistakably to the latter.

"To make us gnaw on dry rations and drink cold water in the early morning? Barrett, you are utterly devoid of humanity!" Claudia, who had been lagging behind, now overturned her sleeping bag and bounded upright instantly.

"The Immortal Master’s words leave us perplexed; knowing full well it is a conspiracy of the State of Wei, why must we still attack Wei?" The King of Zhou’s originally composed countenance revealed a hint of curiosity; this starkly contradictory meaning had aroused his fascination.

"It is not strange; they possess their own methods to ensure others cannot retain a deep impression of them," Xia Ruo remarked indifferently, for though he had not met those three face-to-face, he commanded his own means.