Chapter 67 Once and for All

Night fell.

In the Fu family estate, the cold wind howled.

After the autumn in Qingcheng, a bitter chill had arrived.

Chen Fan sat alone in the courtyard, gazing up at the night sky.

There were no clouds tonight, making it suitable for observing astrological phenomena.

"The sun, moon, and stars return to their places..." Chen Fan murmured...

Yet, that was not even the most miserable part. Just as the Wolf King was being electrocuted to the point of foaming at the mouth, a massive meteorite trailing a fiery tail smashed directly into it. Together with the unlucky Wolf King, it blasted a deep crater over 10 meters in diameter into the ground.

Ye Yanran shook her head helplessly. She had just been contemplating whether to try and find trouble with General Maple Tree once the baby Orange Spirit reached the abyss tier.

However, the spiritual energy of the lower realm and the immortal energy of the upper realm are distinct from one another. All ascendants must have their mortal spiritual energy cleansed by the Heavenly Dao during their transition.

Open a martial arts school and teach disciples spearmanship and horsemanship—Zhou Yu believed that Li Xing had failed to see through his stratagem, and intentionally lost to Li Xing to successfully keep him by his side.

After issuing the Sect Master's decree, Lin Qingcang left with Lin Xiaoyao. The crowd also dispersed with inscrutable expressions.

Yet it was not a Tier 2 dimensional world, but a third-tier dimension—a dimensional derivation of a dimensional world.

These men all looked fierce and menacing. Su Yan felt terrified just looking at them, worrying that Chen Yu might not be their match.

However, after looking at Ellie, Shen Changqing found it incredible. Such a tiny child, who hadn't even started kindergarten yet, could not only write, but wrote so neatly and maturely.

If it were Hua Tuo, possessing the "Three Extremes" would be unexpected, yet entirely reasonable. As the patriarch of surgery, being someone capable of performing "trepanation" in this era, having god-tier "surgical knives" was hardly strange.

Sure enough, the Purple-Winged Saber-Toothed Tiger Emperor did not notice, and flapping its massive wings, it flew off in hot pursuit of Ye Xiyue in the distance.

"How could that be? Is something troubling you?" Ji Ya asked, rising to her feet and walking behind Xie Yueqin to massage her shoulders, her eyes shimmering with a murky, ambiguous light.

"Why is everyone guarding here?" Xuanqing walked out of the room, looking at a somewhat familiar face and asking.

"Hey, hey, hey, do me a favor and watch yourselves, there are outsiders here." Mo Wenwei coughed awkwardly from the back seat, reminding the two of them to mind their boundaries.

"Mm." Yagami Light nodded without the slightest concealment. "Have you been to the safe-zone cafe?" That was what he really wanted to ask.

Watching the scene where her furious attack was blocked by merely the raised index finger of Kenpachi, she hurriedly withdrew her battle-axe and retreated in a panicked rush.

Therefore, the survivors facing such scenes no longer felt anger; amidst sorrow and silence, they could only tread upon the flesh and blood of the fallen as they fled.

At the village entrance, quite a few villagers had already gathered. Even from far away, the sounds of weeping and wailing could be heard echoing from within.

Raging flames surrounded this Xuanqing. Fire dragons coiled around him, growing increasingly intense until they formed a cage that completely enclosed him.

"I..." Shi Xuemei wanted to deny it, but realizing how pale and feeble her refutation would be, she ultimately chose silence.

They had originally prepared to force their way through; even if they managed to get out, it would have been a narrow escape with nine deaths and one life. But thanks to Gu Qinhu, things became much easier. With Gu Qinhu scouting the path ahead, the group merely needed to follow that route.

As the old saying goes, one monk carries water to drink, two monks share the carrying of water, and three monks have no water to drink. The current situation was akin to a dozen monks gathered together; let alone drinking water, it was a miracle they hadn't started fighting.

Hoshino Ice landed steadily on the ground. The surroundings were pitch black and carried a musty odor, though the absence of the stench of rotting corpses reassured Hoshino Ice greatly.