Chapter 162: Coercive Interrogation

Once a tranquil and harmonious island village, it is now shrouded in a heavy, oppressive atmosphere. The sunlight struggles to pierce through the gloom but appears feeble, as if the entire village is veiled by a dull, gray curtain, dim and lifeless.

Naruto quietly followed the Fishman leader Arlong and Nami, along with others, stepping into Nami’s hometown—Cocoa West Village. This village, once brimming with vitality and energy, now exuded fear and despair.

Angry roars echoed as the scattered ferocious beasts halted their steps, regrouping once more under the command of the higher-level monsters. Clearly, these were the purple-haired tea trees originally planted in the Mysterious Cavern, which had somehow fallen here and, after gaining sentience, mutated into these creatures.

Either his mind went blank, or in order to avoid the vehicle on the left, he recklessly swerved right without considering whether there was a passenger in the co-driver’s seat, colliding with a large truck.

As for Wang Jian’s eldest son, that can be discussed later. After all, King Qin Zheng was eager to dispatch troops, and Wang Jian’s eldest son was too far away.

A green wine bottle was raised high, and just as it was about to strike He Zai’s back of the head, General Jin suddenly gasped—the left side of his hip had been kicked by someone unknown.

She looked up, unexpectedly locking eyes with a pair of dark, deep pupils, as if swimming through an endless sea of stars.

Everyone with insight could see that King Qin Zheng was confident he could unify the land, paving the way for his own title of “Holy Monarch” in advance.

Today was a day of double celebration at the Sun residence. The evening banquet featured many fine wines, and even the ladies and young women drank quite a bit. When the festivities dispersed, both hosts and guests were thoroughly pleased.

Lu Ming stood still for too long, not because he noticed someone nearby, but because of the cold; he planned to return indoors to make a phone call.

They knew that even if they bought it back with their own money, their superiors would borrow it to offer elsewhere—what a ridiculous blessing.

“If they’re so busy, should we come back another day? After all, no one seeks trouble for themselves, especially when they don’t pay us,” Rocket Raccoon said, sitting cross-legged with arms folded, wearing a face of impatience.

If not for his elder brother Feng Lingtian constantly urging him to train, his strength might well be even weaker than Ling Ying’s.

In contrast, Emperor Jingping had bestowed upon him the title of king—was this not an insult? Even if Xia Fan said nothing, his subordinates would surely cause an uproar.

Daniel was bound, chains tightening around his neck. After more than ten seconds, the wind circle vanished, and Daniel collapsed unconscious.

Lei Long’s expression darkened further, a faint, sinister smile creeping across his face.

A suffocating deathly aura filled the lush green forest. The vibrant trees began to darken, slowly withering and dying. This was a gradual process; within just a few days, the entire forest would be engulfed by the death aura, causing every tree to decay and perish.

In Mie Tang City! Li Wei acted swiftly. Christina and Antonio each carried a level-1 unit from the first squad. After retrieving the corpse of a level-4 wild boss, the spirit hound, from the graveyard, Li Wei stepped into the teleportation array and returned to Mie Yao City.

Generally, priests could only sense existing life nearby, but this purple flame was extraordinary; even from miles away, it could be immediately detected—not only by priests but by others as well.

At that moment, Xiao Ling passed by and noticed the growing crowd of onlookers. She glanced briefly and then headed toward a nearby food shop to buy some provisions.

However, the other watching cultivators had already shown expressions of reluctance, as if they could not bear to witness what was about to unfold.

After briefing the leader on the situation here, he finally understood Lu Fan’s line of thought and nodded in agreement.

Previously, speaking to others felt inconsequential, but ever since being taken out by her inexpensive master, although their interactions were few, there had at least been some exchange.