Chapter 1134: Seeking Off-Field Assistance

The examiner’s countenance shifted drastically, the effortless composure he had maintained until now utterly shattering.

Among the examinees were no small number of cultivators, and to prevent them from cheating, the imperial academy had erected an array to sever all spiritual energy, rendering any cultivator’s arts entirely useless.

Yet what manner of array could ever hope to withstand the descent of a heavenly tribulation?

"You—you must leave this instant!"

"It is too late." Cold sweat drenched Mangu as he lifted his gaze to the heavens, where the wind and clouds shifted violently in an instant, lightning crackling and thunder roaring as the tribulation locked onto him.

"Examinees, evacuate immediately from the exam—"

Lily looked down at the tips of her shoes in deep embarrassment, stammering for a long while without managing to utter a single coherent sentence.

Within a stone pavilion in the right garden of the Shen estate, the head of the clan, Shen Ling, alongside the grand elder, Shen Jun, and a dozen or so high-ranking figures—all formidable experts of the supernatural realm—were hosting a banquet for seven or eight cultivators of extraordinary bearing.

With the departure of the two elders from the Golden Jade Sect, Li Mu felt a slight wave of relief wash over him, yet he did not lower his guard, continuing instead to question Mo Xuyou.

It was precisely because Qiu Mingyang understood the underlying reasons that he chose to endure in silence for the time being, fearing that at such a juncture, he might cross paths with forces from either the Buddhist realm or the Heavenly Court, which would truly spell absolute disaster.

The moment I crossed that boundary, I perceived a completely different school. It bore no resemblance to the silence and desolation I had experienced while waiting; instead, the rising and falling murmurs of students conversing filled the air, while the lush, green trees and thickets exhaled the crisp, fresh scent of damp earth.

"Are you pleased to see me reduced to this state?" Zhou Ruoxue’s sweet countenance twisted into a touch of ferocity, her eyes brimming with deep-seated resentment.

"Here, this is for you." Just as Manman's expression grew despondent, Shen Weitong produced a Kongming lantern from the nanny beside her as if by magic, and thrust it directly into her arms.

Just as humans yearned to grow stronger, monsters pursued evolution with equal fervor. The rare treasures of heaven and earth were not unique to mankind; they held sway over beasts just as well.

In Qi Guo’s view, dark energy and spiritual energy were likely two extreme attributes, akin to light and darkness. Because Xia Baiyu had once mentioned that they called themselves the Dark Race while referring to this place as the Yang Realm, and knowing the conflict where their power systems neutralized one another, Qi Guo had boldly made this conjecture.

"Shen Yan and I share no secrets. If Boss Li has something to say, please speak freely," Cheng Jinsong replied resolutely, showing not the slightest intention of leaving.

Tears streaming down his face, Luo Zhiyuan finally, slowly lowered his hand. Shen Yan and Cheng Haiyang, who had already crept up silently from behind, lunged forward immediately, wrenching the knife from his grasp.

The audience cheered in sheer exhilaration; how could someone in this world possibly play music so profound that it could move heaven and earth, weeping ghosts and gods alike?

Furthermore, several of Brother Zhang's sworn brothers had thrown their lot in with him, rendering his influence on the main peak even more formidable in the days to come.

Wu You was now completely bewildered, unable to discern whether this man named Qin was merely putting on an act or if he truly possessed absolute confidence.

Ed patted Yiran, gesturing for her to speak no further. The fact that she had stood up to speak for him just now made him think well of her; she was someone who dared to take responsibility.

They had never before laid eyes on an imperial envoy from the capital; thus, they not only crowded forward to watch the spectacle, but some even took the initiative to guide the envoy straight to the gates of Xiao Jiangyuan’s home.

The old saying that what occupies one's thoughts by day will shape one's dreams by night did not exist without reason, and so Nanny Zhang naturally dreamt of Ah Dai.

The moment the words left his lips, Meng Batian raised his head, a fierce determination burning in his eyes. "For her sake, I am willing to undergo your trial. Let us go. Take me into the city now, and do not waste my time!" Having spoken, Meng Batian strode toward the City of Three Blades, making no attempt to avoid the two men, walking straight past them.

"Let us go," Feng Mojian replied, offering no answer to Ye Jiujiu's words as he turned and began walking toward the northeast.

Ye Jiujiu suddenly struck her own forehead with force, cursing her own absolute stupidity; how could she have failed to realize something so painfully obvious?

Feng Moxiang felt the sting of sorrow for a mere few seconds, for in the moments to follow, a series of matters awaited his attention—matters that would leave him no leisure to remain idle any longer.