Chapter 58: The Dormant Beast (Part One)

Magistrate Ding turned his head and glanced at Yun Shuang, as if not at all surprised that she had caught up. “Why is it only you, Lady Yun? Where is the General?”

Yun Shuang paused, only then realizing that Jiang Xiao and the others had vanished at some point without her noticing.

She shot Magistrate Ding a puzzled look. “How would I know where General Jiang has gone? Why are you asking me?”

Was that supposed to be her responsibility?

“Not really,” Magistrate Ding replied, stroking his beard.

To put it without exaggeration, the true energy within me now feels as vast as the sea; four years of patient accumulation, all for this final surge forward.

That very night, Yaya was to drive to Jiamusi, then take a flight from there to Sanya for her trip, leaving her car temporarily in my care.

The remaining first-rate martial artist, the one who had been bent double by Gao Fei, now posed no further threat to him.

The instant the blood-red demon dragon soared, Duanmu Xiaoman darted nimbly forward—white light flashed through the void as she, ethereal as a celestial maiden, released two beams in succession. Twin lotus shields blossomed around her once more as she charged straight for the blood-red demon dragon.

It was a centipede-like technological beast, around three meters long. When it arched its body, its mouth—chilling and filled with rows of jagged, saw-like teeth—became clearly visible.

At that moment, the lion was already charging toward the bus. It was nearly upon them, and the women standing outside the door wore expressions of utter despair.

Everyone exchanged uncertain glances. The one who had spoken realized his own guess was improbable. That left only one possibility: Xu Feng had never been locked up here at all.

He had been wandering and happened to meet Gu Xiaoxiao on the street just as she finished shopping and was heading home. So, he accompanied her to this apartment.

Now the Commander’s Residence was lively indeed. No one was sleeping; half-awake, they all went searching for Gu Xiaoxiao.

At the solemn, imposing entrance to the grand mansion, more than a dozen guards stood proudly at attention—all men of martial master rank.

In all of Mount Shu right now, Zong Wuxie’s cultivation was the highest. After making such sacrifices, if the dual swords of violet and azure did not fall into his hands, it would truly be against the order of heaven.

The terror bred by one-sided slaughter spread like wildfire; cowardice took hold, and many fled in panic. The mountains and fields were strewn with a dense scatter of arrows and corpses, resembling a scene out of hell.

Yet to Xiao Jing, this was enough. All he wished to protect was that bright, beautiful smile.

Gu Feng stood in the lord’s hall of Bonewood City, now blanketed in ice and surrounded by the undead. But the undead had all fallen still, transformed into nothing more than corpses.

“Our group built a few makeshift armored vehicles—just covered Eight Immortals tables with quilts and sand, pushed them forward, and hung explosives on poles. First, we cleared the area around the township office,” Zhao Liu explained.

The entire assembly hall buzzed with conversation, but Lin Yanghao paid no heed. He scanned the celestial sovereigns on the platform one by one, knowing these cultivators were the most dangerous of all.

The clues Zhu Hong had provided were scant—only that the Viper carried a token for contacting someone. Song Li had to search the Viper thoroughly, finally finding half a jade pendant. Though the piece wasn’t worth much, it was clear the surname carved on it had been deliberately cut off.

Yet it must also be recognized that maintaining border peace was merely a stopgap for the Northern Hu royal court. The people must not grow complacent. On the day the steppe is unified and Northern Hu stands as one, today’s alliance will likely be discarded like an old shoe—and that day will see war ignite anew.

Whenever the situation of the Han Empire was brought up, President Jack’s eyes shone with sudden excitement. He sat up straight and delightedly proposed a solution that had just come to him.