Chapter 63: Treating Him as Non-Existent

Sitting inside the carriage, Song Xianwan recalled the lingering gaze of Qin Sining just a moment ago and could not help but smile. The branches of the Marquis of Yongning's household might not be exceptionally prosperous, but under the surface, the various branches were surging with undercurrents. Beneath the blooming flowers lay calculating hearts. Her purpose in coming here was, after all, to investigate her elder sister's death and to seek her own vengeance.

As he grew accustomed to the combat, Zhang Tian wielded his long sword with increasing ease and fluency. Seeing the furrowed brows of his opponent, who wore an expression of agonizing thought, he wondered what malicious scheme would be hatched next.

Upon hearing the attending physician's words, everyone present experienced a severe jolt to their hearts, their faces reflecting deep sorrow. Especially the close relatives of the old master, who immediately burst into loud, wailing sobs.

The second person was Jue Wushen, who had previously intercepted and killed Chu Chen, while the first was none other than Ling Feiyang standing right before them.

Spiritual energy transformed into a bow, and demonic power condensed into an arrow. In a fleeting instant, this inspiration allowed Zhang Tian to comprehend a novel method of attack. As the spiritual Qi within his body grew increasingly concentrated and under the control of his spiritual awareness, the Qi actually solidified into the exact shape Zhang Tian desired.

Furthermore, because his tone initially appeared quite amiable and not harsh at all, many people genuinely believed that Flying Under Heaven was offering well-intentioned advice, and they flocked to the comment section to shower him with likes.

Hearing Zhu Long's response and reaction, Qin Zhao knew that at least in this regard, Zhu Long remained unchanged. Reassured by this, he waved his hand generously and announced the dismissal of the team.

"Xuan Yuan is right. The passage to the upper realm has already been sealed; it is impossible to do this without alerting the demon race," Ji Hongchen also remarked. While they could attempt to open the passage by harnessing the power of divine weapons, the commotion would inevitably be immense and bound to rouse the demons.

Not only Guixing Tianlong, but all eight star masters on the sacred steps were senior martial uncles who had watched him grow up. Unless it was a matter of life and death, Lian Chenjue was unwilling to harm any of them.

Cheng Cheng, Gu Zheng, and the others were all gathered around Ye Mo, awaiting the arrival of the people from Shangjing City. Barring any unexpected events, the ones coming should be experts from the Council of Elders, though it remained uncertain which specific individual would show up.

Yet, such feats were typically restricted to the most elite or top-tier security bodyguards.

Xiao Ruoyun could not comprehend why Liu Xueyao, usually so decisive and capable, chose to remain silent at this moment, whereas the man whom she regarded merely as a kept toy of Liu Xueyao had suddenly become her backbone.

Although Vodka was puzzled, he dared not speak out of turn and dutifully fulfilled his role as Gin's driver.

Kudo Shinichi extended an invitation to Kurosawa Kaoru; although the latter was somewhat surprised, he nevertheless agreed.

However, if Ivysaur were to root itself, it would gain advantages in both stamina and terrain, making the outcome truly unpredictable.

Suddenly, pristine white spots of light rose from the spirit bird's body. Mixed within those specks of light was an extremely pure demonic power. As the light converged, a pure white figure manifested above the spirit bird.

Tiedan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that the process was not all that complicated after all! Lifting his head, however, he saw Wuniu biting her sleeve so hard that her teeth chattered, her face turning so pale that cold sweat dripped down.

The very instant his gaze met that ghostly shadow, Lin Ji experienced an unprecedented wave of inexplicable terror.

Chen Fan was thoroughly flustered. Before the situation spiraled completely out of control, he needed to bring this farce to a swift end.

Judging by Kurosawa Kaoru's words, it seemed the organization behind him had no intention of making a move against him? Furthermore, they still had use for him?

Conversely, Excadrill resembled a hyper-speed, supersized "bullet" hurtling toward a massive shield woven from densely intertwined roots.

Zhang Yang could not recall how many times he had dreamed of such a scenario in his slumber, yet he never imagined he would actually achieve a successful counterattack in reality.

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