Volume 1, Chapter 165: The Witty and Eccentric Grand Imperial Grandson

Wang Yuanyi was a little over eight years old, with a robust and spirited appearance, and a pair of large, dark, luminous eyes that blinked with mischievous intelligence.

"Madou, why haven't you found it yet? The charm spirit's methods are too formidable, and this soul avatar of mine cannot hold out much longer!" You Yuan roared from a distance, his voice muffled and indistinct.

Bai Chengyong and Lan Yinmeng exchanged glances, both feeling deeply shaken. To be able to impart techniques through a dream meant this person was undoubtedly extraordinary. It seemed their son had fallen into great fortune.

There was a time when he had dreamed just like this—she was lying peacefully in his arms, her entire body bearing the traces of his love.

Hearing this, Dou Qing stood up abruptly, his expression a mix of shock and fury. The gravity of the situation had far exceeded his expectations.

The metallic voice sounded once more, and unusual disturbances began to stir within the mist surrounding Jin Ling.

It was precisely this horrifying scale of soul-devouring that finally gave Li Qing a fleeting sense of facing a true deity.

Yet the moment he stepped into the Celestial Palace, the image of Jing Xiuxuan leaning against Ning Xiangyun's embrace flashed through his mind. His mouth twitched, and he turned and strode in the exact opposite direction.

The man before him possessed facial features with a hint of mixed ancestry; he was definitely not a descendant of that Wang family.

Following this, the family began discussing countermeasures. Regrettably, after deliberating for a long time, they failed to reach any conclusion, and the matter was ultimately left unsettled.

Plants could no longer be relied upon; how were they to survive hereafter? At this thought, humanity was instantly gripped by panic. By this time, inter-corporate wars and hatreds had long since been cast to the winds, for all organizations were now facing a single, common enemy—the mutated plant kingdom.

While exchanging polite pleasantries of deep admiration, Lord Ting and City Lord Run inwardly harbored a sense of wonder. Since when did pure-element practitioners dare to swagger openly through the major star domains? Just what sacred ground was this Golden Stone Sect of the Suqiong Star, and why did it have an elder-class pure-element practitioner among its ranks? Weren't they afraid in the past that the Grand Law Alliance would dispatch forces to annihilate their sect?

The city gates were naturally guarded by soldiers, and officials collected the entry tax. Too lazy to deal with those low-tier cultivators, Ahuang directly used earth-escaping techniques to enter the city, not revealing his form until he reached the most bustling main street, where he leisurely stepped onto the bluestone pavement and strolled forward.

The scenes within the light screen continued to unfold. Watching Ziling's lifespan dwindle at a frenzied pace, Zhuang Jian felt a tight, agonizing constriction in his chest.

"Shh!" Guo Nianfei made a gesture, pointing toward Ling Xueer behind her. The group had originally intended to shout, "Welcome back, Boss!" but Guo Nianfei stopped them just in time.

Liu Xana asked with a worried expression. She finally understood why Dugu Shuqin had spoken those words to her on the mountain that night.

Unwilling to speak his mind, Liu Fan feigned incomprehension and refused to glance at Cao Cao. On the surface, he appeared entirely normal, yet the wine cup gripped tightly between his fingers, vibrating violently, betrayed his true thoughts.

The stone traced a perfect arc through the air, striking Xuanku's forehead with pinpoint accuracy. Even stranger was that Xuanku made no attempt to dodge throughout the process, simply allowing the stone to smash solidly against his head.

"What is going on here? Why did Ryles suddenly disappear? Could Gaia have passed the trial?" Lei Yi asked doubtfully, staring at the images in the mirror.

"There is, and furthermore, it is right here within this Misty Forest." The figure in cyan smiled faintly as he spoke.

Xia Qingxiao was completely stunned. The Late Emperor's imperial edict! She had actually forgotten about the Late Emperor's imperial edict! Had this truly become an ironclad certainty? Was there truly no room for reversal?