Chapter 25: Mission Accomplished

The monster’s physique had grown even more massive than it was when encountered in the labyrinth. Translucent tentacles sprouted from between its proliferating tumors, each tipped with a mouth. They were like a virus, inadvertently infecting the human psyche. The moment it appeared, Su Ninglong felt as if she were witnessing the wailing of countless souls. She squeezed her eyes shut, but nauseating images bloomed in her mind, as if implanted silently by a parasite, crawling along her nerve endings.

Distance.

Of course, although the tribulation failed, the soul did not dissipate. After shedding its physical form, the spirit transformed into a ghost dragon. While not as powerful as a true dragon, as long as it consumed a certain number of souls at regular intervals, it could keep its consciousness intact, maintaining a form of immortality.

"Aunt Xue, what is it?" Long Jingteng asked into the phone, his cold voice laced with impatience.

The Empress gently raised her hand, using a handkerchief to cover her mouth and her nostrils, which were visibly flared with irritation. She sought to hide her inner embarrassment, casting her eyes downward, afraid to let the Emperor see her look of loss and jealousy.

"Let me state all my hypotheses first, and then you can refute them at your leisure. No need to rush; we are all just discussing," Igor said with ease. After all, he was not the one in a hurry, and he could speak freely.

Moreover, the day Mu Siyan had first arrived at the villa, her attitude had undergone a drastic change, leaving Aunt Xue quite astonished. Now it was clear that it was only because she had been in an unexpectedly good mood that day that she hadn’t treated Mu Siyan poorly.

Long Jingteng withdrew his gaze from Long Jindong’s face, brushed past Aunt Xue’s shoulder, and walked straight inside.

No sooner had the words been spoken than countless bolts of lightning flashed through the void, shattering the palace where Sun Xu was located into dust and leaving the very space showing signs of tearing.

"If I hadn't come, you would have been hacked to pieces. Do you really think I could stay away?" Jiang Yun said coolly to Wang Fan.

Kadi blinked repeatedly, seemingly beginning to grasp the example Igor had provided.

Sun Dali, captain of the Orange Team, had his mouth hung open so wide he could have swallowed his own fist. He could hardly believe that this shot had actually gone in. The others, including Number 7, felt the same; one word crossed their minds: "monstrous!"

With his martial soul summoned, dazzling golden light began to surge over Tang Chen’s body, radiating an aura of incomparable divinity.

She seemed to finally understand why, despite Li Xi being so wonderful, he was still kept at arm's length by Leng Qingyou.

Leng Qingyou stared unflinchingly into his eyes. At the moment the slap was about to land on her face, Lu Qiu grabbed Leng Zhongzhou’s arm.

Li Fei-yang gestured with his hands as he spoke, feeling that it just wasn't right; although Xi Chen had a somewhat tomboyish personality, she was well-developed in every way.

Furthermore, executing Zhang Liao served two purposes. First, it established Lu Bu’s authority, making the Emperor understand that while Lu Bu had surrendered, he was certainly not someone to be trifled with.

The Ice Sea Club’s office location, member information, financial operations, comprehensive combat power assessments... that was all there was to it. As for the intelligence on Ye Chen and John Wick, everyone already had that in their hands.

However, trapped within the formation, Luo Yunsheng could sense that if those sixteen flags were activated, they could imprison him, leaving him with no means of escape.

Indeed, while this battle formation looked formidable, it was still inferior to the strictly disciplined and tight front-line army formation.

Looking at the assassins of the Night Charm Palace, they were all dressed in night-traveling gear and wearing Nether Night masks. Even with a dozen of them gathered together, there was not a single sound.

However, human judgment could never predict everything; Tang Chen did not possess the ability to foresee the future.

"Is the time up?" Wu Fan looked up and asked Sophia, who had appeared out of thin air before him.

Upon hearing this, Sepe shook his head in shame. "No! You don't need to apologize to me. You have performed excellently; compared to you, I..." Sepe trailed off, lowering his head. It was clear he had not yet emerged from the shadow of being defeated in a single stroke.