Chapter 85: A Heavenly Omen-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 the strange phenomenon appeared over the Baohua Mountains, countless streaks of light shot toward the mountain range's depths—it was likely that every cultivator in the western region saw that pillar of light.

Sheng Yuhong and his companions, who were resting within the formation, also turned their gazes toward the source of the disturbance, each wearing a different expression.

Du Yuling was the first to speak.

"Senior Brother Sheng, do you think a rare treasure has emerged?"

Yun Xi, too, shifted her eyes to Sheng Yuhong. This was her first time witnessing such an event—she had only ever seen similar things in the Treasure Pavilion before.

Everyone praised Shao Yian for his talent and exceptional vision, hoping to establish ties with the Shao family through marriage. Yet, to the shock of all, Shao Yian had yet to take a wife.

If only their opponents knew that the one they were facing was the recent world championship winner.

At this moment, Qin Chen swallowed the glazed golden ruyi. Instantly, bands of golden light appeared on his skin.

He had served as a devoted lieutenant to the Lord of Mingyuan, loyal and steadfast, though at that time, he had not yet risen to the rank of commander.

With a furious roar, Tong Chui crossed his arms. His figure began to grow, transforming into a three-hundred-zhang-tall blue giant ape. Raising his massive arms above his head, he blocked the incoming claws.

Yet, even under such circumstances, Zhe's team remained, aside from Chris, the earliest to join the first division and become core players that season.

From afar, she witnessed the extraordinary spectacle—immortal mist swirling above Bilu Lake and the surrounding spiritual peaks.

Sitting next to Zecun, the Gourd Boy's pupils widened in amazement as he looked toward the Shen Zu brothers in the arena.

Unfortunately, he still had to maneuver against the Zhou family while gradually revealing to her how Si Xueyi orchestrated this entire game.

Inside the bamboo cottage, Su Qingwei lay cozily under the covers. Her quilt was made from the pelt of a thousand-year-old spirit fox, and beneath her was a mattress spun from fire mulberry silk.

"Dr. Li, notify the police and psychiatry," Shi Hui said, her foot pressing firmly on Liu Shichang.

The Biyiniao now spent most of its time flying in the Primordial Pearl, and years seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. It had consumed chaos water over time, and now its demonic energy had surged to the equivalent of the fifth stage of Foundation Establishment.

That voice struck Long Hui's ears like a thunderclap, making him wish he could die from shame—is this truly the treatment given to outstanding youths?

Yi Yin was one of the founding heroes of the Shang Dynasty, a Daoist pioneer, and the ancestral chef of China. King Tang of Shang thrice invited Yi Yin, who assisted him in overthrowing the tyrant Jie of Xia, rendering immortal service in establishing the Shang Dynasty. When Ji Chang sought out Jiang Ziya, it was surely with the intention of emulating King Tang's three invitations to Yi Yin in order to seize the empire.

It was customary for the emperor to establish the crown prince early, both to ensure political stability and to dispel speculation that the early deaths of royal offspring were due to the emperor's moral failings. After Consort Tong entered the palace, her mother's noble background quickly elevated her above the other concubines, earning her their deep resentment.

After finishing her tasks, Shi Hui returned to the hatch to retrieve the container she had brought. She descended the cliff along a steel cable. The airship hovered just over three hundred meters above the ground, but even without the cable, Shi Hui would have managed the climb.

The negative aftermath of the imperial war had been dispelled, and a new stretch of grassland, nearly as large as the one that was lost, had been gained.

Ye Shu studied it carefully, a look of certainty settling over his face. He believed his deductions were correct, but he still needed to verify them in a few more places.

"You." He pointed at one of them. That person jumped, startled. Though his cultivation was higher than Lin Yue's, he couldn't even defeat Duan Qing—how could he possibly fight Lin Yue?

Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened tip under the wheel, about two meters long, thick at the handle, tapering toward the top.

Now Lin Xuan had saved him and even provided ample funds for his research. For him, this was more than enough.

"There’s no better remedy for healing wounds." I spoke softly. Just like me—the wounds in my heart were deeper than I ever realized.

"It wasn't Liu Qinghe. That mysterious one’s cultivation is beyond even my perception. They didn’t speak for long before the mysterious person left," Wu Tianxing shook his head, denying it.