Chapter 116: The Fallen Holy Maiden

Ouyang Zi had once been the Holy Maiden of the Soul Hall, the perfect goddess in the hearts of countless powerful experts. She spoke while secretly appraising Lu Fei, her implication abundantly clear: should Lu Fei so much as crook a finger toward her, she would willingly crawl over to him of her own accord. Yet Dong Yuxiang refused to believe it, casting a scornful glance at Ouyang Zi. “Miss, your performance is most professional, yet it is useless. Unless you can prove that this vehicle belongs to him, I shall never permit him to take my daughter away…”

“You!” Lin Hua dissolved into smoke, attempting to slip through every crevice and corner in search of escape, yet each effort ended in failure.

And that person he had loved most deeply, the one who had become another man’s wife—was she not precisely Wan’er?

On the other side, Tang Tang, who had been racing madly toward the Cliff of Reflection, naturally heard Chu Tiankuo’s resounding words as well. Still sprinting without pause, Tang Tang could not help but stumble, nearly pitching forward onto the ground.

“Haha! Then as your senior brother, allow me once more to experience the true skill of my junior brother!!!” Fan Jian declared with a sinister smile.

Within the grand hall of the Xuanyuan Clan, every prominent figure of the family had been summoned. At this moment the hall was filled with personages whose renown shook the imperial capital and whose might cowed the entire martial world, all gathered in one place.

Consider the many experts of the present age—which among them lacks some astonishing fortuitous encounter? Even Yue Lingyun, sect master of the Burning Heaven Sword Sect, who had long since reached the pinnacle of the Returning Void Realm, still roamed far and wide in search of opportunities that might grant him further breakthroughs.

“How curious. Very well, I shall take this a trifle more seriously.” Gao Mu touched the bloody hole in his shoulder; the pain sharpened his focus. They already knew their target, and thus could not strike the same person again, for the result would differ little from what had come before.

If only he were granted half a breath’s respite, he might fully awaken the protective power of his Black Tortoise Shell true form, and then he might yet seize a chance to flee.

“Nini! Uncle must go handle some business—come inside.” With that I produced the Heaven-and-Earth Cylinder. Nini transformed with a shake of her body into a wisp of light smoke and slipped into the cylinder.

“We three cannot be certain either, yet one thing alone is beyond doubt: our clansmen still live. Therefore we must ask you to investigate on our behalf. Should we act ourselves, the target would be far too conspicuous and would draw the notice of the Divine Clan’s patrols.” The three ancient ancestors remained silent for a long while before turning their gazes upon him and speaking thus.

For in the very instant the incident occurred, Li Mingze had clearly sensed an exceedingly powerful force of yin ghosts—a strength that had already reached a truly terrifying level.

“Ling Jun, hurry and inform Donglin; he will surely be overjoyed when he learns of it,” Meng Jingqiu said with a smile.

Guang Qingshan harbored many grievances against Xuanyue, and his relations with the Heaven Peak of the sect were equally poor. His death was not what it appeared to be in Xuanji’s eyes.

In order to ensure that their respective statuses as Demon Emperors would remain forever unaltered, the original three Demon Emperors, representing their separate demon races, had once convened a council. Not only did they demarcate their respective domains of rule, but they also divided equally among themselves the three great treasures of the Grand Yin Heaven.

At the thought of the Demon Emperor, Tiansheng’s heart stirred once more. Might the one who had just transmitted that voice message to him have been the Demon Emperor himself? Though the man had vanished before Golden Crow Island, was it not possible that he had secretly trailed behind all along, and, seeing Tiansheng about to fall into a trap, had spoken a word of warning?

Upon hearing Lü Xiang’er’s words, Zhaoxia too recalled that three years earlier, when Song Yuan departed, Lü Erniang had sat in her chamber for just such a length of time—or even longer. In all the years since, nothing like today’s scene had ever occurred.

An elderly man clad in sumptuous robes, his countenance cold and severe, tugged at his cheek and spoke in a deep voice. The expression on his face revealed how desperately he longed to charge forward and slaughter the Thunder Shock Sect to the last man; the killing intent of his youth surged up once more.

It turned out that he had been inspecting sanitation in the private kitchen at the rear. Wang Hu, remaining in the monitoring room, saw Han Donglin return and telephoned him, so he had hurried over from the kitchen.