Chapter 57 I Want to See for Myself

Brilliant sunlight pierced through the clouds, and after a night of strong gales, the sky looked as though it had been freshly washed. Ever since the six of them entered the uninhabited zone, they had never encountered such crisp and clear air.

The buildings in the distance were clearly visible.

Beneath the blazing sun, the ruins of an ancient city crouched like a sleeping giant upon the boundless expanse of the Gobi Desert. Although its rammed-earth city walls had collapsed by more than half, they still stood over thirty feet tall. At the city gate, iron-clad, rotted wooden door pivots were thrust diagonally into the sand, and the characters carved upon them read "Guyang".

"Since you can see through the true faces of the Holy Light Clan, we can rest easy," two powerhouses from the Sun Wheel Heavenly Palace comforted.

A local tyrant and self-styled emperor emerging from a village of four thousand people could unearth so many fine treasures—what about the future?

Xue Yu spent two days rushing to Bianliang. First, through the Privy Council, he submitted Han Qi's memorial, and then he returned to the Banzhi Imperial Guard.

Ever since the Dinghai Navy adopted large-scale chicken farming, the supply of eggs had become quite abundant. Eggs had also been verified as the most easily obtainable and most nutrient-rich food, making them an indispensable part of breakfast.

"You're welcome. I suppose you won't be staying in the Battle Rune Alliance either; your term of service expired long ago, and there's no issue with you leaving," Palace Lord Tianjun said.

After all, once the physical body has attained eternity, no matter how weak it becomes, it is no longer that of an ordinary person. Even without a shred of immortal energy, unable to wield laws, and incapable of operating divine sense or similar abilities, sheer physical strength alone remains terrifyingly formidable.

Clearly, none of the four expected that Lin Xin'er, who had appeared completely devoid of combat capability just a moment before, could now unleash a power that made even them feel a sense of dread.

This was a soul skill that went a step beyond the principle of never leaving one's side. It was not of the Yellow Grade, yet it surpassed the Yellow Grade.

A fierce shockwave erupted at the point of contact, and a dazzling wave of energy directly exploded.

The fluctuations of space were intensely violent, bearing a striking resemblance to Tang Chen's previous sensation upon entering the Tiannan Domain—they were cut from the exact same cloth.

However, when the sweating, deeply embarrassed Junior Minister of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward to make introductions and exchange pleasantries, the officials of Yanxuan finally felt a bit more at ease.

Tianshan, the northernmost place in China and also where winter arrives the earliest. Although it was already mid-autumn, the average temperature here had already dropped to five degrees Celsius, and the mountain peaks were already capped with white snow. Upon arriving here, the artists each took out their winter clothes.

The two held hands and leaned against one another, paying no heed to everything happening below, simply gazing blankly into each other's eyes.

It wasn't that Zhu Qingyi truly lacked any sense of observation; rather, just now, when Yumeo was acting coquettishly toward Lu Qingyu, her body had happened to block Zhu Qingyi's line of sight, preventing her from seeing that somewhat ambiguous scene. Naturally, she could never have guessed the reason behind Lu Qingyu's flight.

Zhou Yan frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "It's fine. I'll call my sister in a moment and ask her for a favor." With that, she immediately took out her phone.

Beneath Nanhuang Lie's affectionate and somewhat burning gaze, Helian Nuo felt rather unaccustomed. For more than ten years, Helian Nuo had never experienced such a gaze brimming with deep familial love, and he could only say that happiness had arrived rather abruptly.

Though her eyes were closed, the sensitive Luo Yixuan could feel a scorching gaze fixed intently upon her. Without even having to think, she knew it was Dongfang Yi watching her.

"What is wrong with Liang'er? Have we not yet fought three hundred rounds?" Chu Tingchuan teased with a smile, leaning closer to Mo Liang, bending down, and breathing a wisp of warm air onto the back of Mo Liang's fair neck.

A smile crept onto Zhen Wanting's lips as she walked to the side of Xiao Feifei. Facing the mirror as well, she turned on the faucet to wash her face, slowly wiping her cheeks with a facial tissue while occasionally glancing sideways at Xiao Feifei.

If she, Mo Liang, could be considered brazenly fearless, then this Empress Dowager was even more brazen than she was. Upon seeing her, the Empress Dowager would immediately summon her to play a game of chess—where was there any sense of crisis? She suddenly had the feeling of having come to the wrong place.