Chapter 78: Convergence in the Catacombs-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

The moment Yun Xi was swept up, panic seized her heart. Almost instinctively, she activated every defensive artifact she had, even the magical flower ornament on her forehead flickered faintly. Gripping her spirit sword, she struck at the tail that had wrapped around her. This time, Yun Xi held nothing back, unleashing her full strength, and truly managed to cleave through the scales on the serpent’s tail.

“Human cultivator, if you don’t want to die, stop resisting. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to swallow you right now!” A cold voice transmitted directly into Yun Xi’s mind.

Now that Liu Fusheng had become the Deputy Mayor of Fuyuan, he was qualified to make his voice heard at the provincial level in Fengliao. Naturally, the other powers had to be wary of him.

Since Zou Jiaxuan had already confessed, Mei Yanyan saw no hope left. Pressed by circumstances, she too confessed everything about her involvement, leaving nothing out.

For Fu Minghui, being able to sense the spiritual intentions of entities was not some gift from heaven, nor a remarkable power—it was a curse.

Long ago, when Liu Fusheng visited Hu Sanguo, he had told him all the possible things that might happen in the future.

From the very onset of the apocalypse, she had begun her machinations; now, Yuan Kongye had grown into the most powerful supernatural being in Tianhai City. Her cunning as the mastermind sent chills down people’s spines.

Ye Xi glanced around—the facility’s most expansive equipment was solar power, clearly the most basic means of storing electricity at present.

Forbidden soil was a remnant from ancient times, haunted by countless vengeful spirits of long-dead warriors. Their grievances had never dissipated, and occasionally, the laws of reality would surge violently, resulting in the tragic deaths of innumerable beings.

This was indeed one of Liu Fusheng’s intentions in using Lord Wang Buddha’s layout, now exposed in a single remark by Tang Shaohao.

‘Qi Yunsen’ withdrew his hand, gently smoothing the boy’s messy hair, his eyes filled with tenderness and lingering affection.

After hearing this, Zhuang Mingde took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Qin Yi, lit another for himself, and began exhaling clouds of smoke.

“It’s nothing.” Dannin gave Yu Tianhen a reassuring look; yet, deep in her phoenix-like eyes, a trace of sorrow flickered, so subtle that no one noticed. Yu Tianhen, distracted by those gathering around him, failed to observe Dannin’s change.

Seeing his sneak attack succeed, the black corpse puppet let out a strange laugh, then, like a maggot that clings to bone, pursued Yuan Han relentlessly. Its hand formed a blade, slicing without mercy toward Yuan Han’s chest.

“And girl, from now on, just call me Uncle Wangfu, don’t call me Uncle Village Chief. That sounds too outlandish.” Wangfu truly adored this girl, wholeheartedly treating her as his own child.

“That’s good. Yan’er loves plums and hates chrysanthemums. Make sure no chrysanthemums appear in the mansion!” As Duanmu Xuan pondered whether he’d missed anything, he muttered to himself, with not a trace of the general’s dignity—he looked just like a lovesick fool.

Truth be told, the shareholders of Starland Park were deeply grateful for Mei Yiyi’s earnest help, despite her being a stranger. Now, with her explaining things on her own initiative, how could they refuse to cooperate?

The coiling fire serpent caused the temperature in this space to soar to terrifying heights, even the void itself was twisted violently.

“Second brother, how old are you now? Still fighting the kids for a bite to eat?” Li Dalang tapped Erlang’s head, shaking his head and laughing.

As for his words, Annie, who had already decided to cling to Yiming like a koala, merely turned her head slightly, let out a low, ambiguous hum, and then slipped back into her slumber.

I know you all hate most that my father is relying on the Liu family’s power to make a comeback, but the truth is, we only hope to repay Uncle Ye by whatever means we can, as soon as possible.

“And what else?” Not-Bu’s mother handed jam to Yuta and Yumiko, then glanced up, noticing Not-Bu’s father staring blankly at the stairway. She turned her head too, and so did the Not-Bu siblings, looking in that direction.