Chapter 45: Fierce Battle

Just as expected. This move successfully pulled the wool over everyone's eyes.

"Have a wonderful time at your engagement banquet, and come back early," the assistant texted Gu Xi.

"Not bad at all, young man. To think you could come up with such a genius idea—why didn't I think of it earlier?"

"If I weren't clever, how could I ever be your man?"

Disguised as a young man, Yun'er looked immensely proud, though the exhaustion on her face was hard to conceal.

Wang Yiyi suddenly became—

"Christopher? I simply cannot believe it." Hearing this news, Giana's expression instantly fell. As her lord chamberlain, he was someone she trusted deeply, yet the possibility of Lorena lying to her right now was far lower.

More than ten days later, several uninvited guests arrived at Dongsheng Island. Aboard a flying magical artifact resembling a wandering dragon that radiated immense spiritual pressure, they recklessly smashed through Dongsheng Island's restrictive barrier and soared toward the center of the island.

Xia He and Wen Yanlie were absolute opposites. Their personalities were razor-sharp, and the moment they stepped onto the arena stage, they exuded an oppressive, piercing aura.

Although the owner of the spatial ring had perished countless years ago, the divine sense lingering within the ring remained formidable.

Stared down by so many powerful Tier 9 Martial Emperors, Zhuang Bufan could not withstand the pressure and had no choice but to honestly confess everything.

"You should pray that the Yue family does not drive me to a dead end, otherwise the only things awaiting the three of you are death," Ye Chenfeng said coldly, casting a detached gaze upon the two of them without a trace of emotion.

The gazes of Shui Mosang and the other three snapped simultaneously onto the jade slip in Ye Chenfeng's hand. If the greatest secret of the Netherworld Abyss, the Netherworld Ultimate Path, fell into Ye Chenfeng's hands, they would never have a chance of redemption.

Moreover, a large portion of the Chinese people who were deluded and deceived by the notion that everything in America was wonderful ended up heading right there.

After securing their rooms, the six of them gathered in Luo Yusheng's room. Tang, Du, Huang, and Luo once again laid out their respective maps, combining them to study and consult with one another.

Naturally, the first order of business was for Tang Youting to ask the three of them their names, ages, native places, and simple personal backgrounds. She then took basic measurements such as height, weight, and eyesight, recording each detail meticulously.

It made Duke Cameron feel as though, even if he were to look up from where he stood now, he might not necessarily be able to catch sight of Su Ye's figure.

Consequently, it turned into an idle, nutrient-free chat between Yemo and Ayni, with back-and-forth remarks for half the day.

I cast a perplexed glance at the old swindler. At this moment, he seemed vastly different from the one I usually knew.

After the laughter subsided, he parted his parched lips, targeted a certain direction, and bit down viciously with his teeth.

Liu Hexing felt a secret surge of triumph in his heart, believing that with these people, even slaying a god would be possible, let alone merely dealing with someone in the Divine Realm.

At this moment, Changkong Xingyu remained plunged in silence. A flash of spiritual insight struck like a hammerblow to the heart, sealing off any path of release. The phantom manifestation of the interlocking dark purple dragon and phoenix instantly surged in momentum, its dark purple hue deepening. With claws bared and fangs exposed, its arrogant aura skyrocketed, on the verge of a frenzied explosion.

Tian Ming wore a blank expression, though inwardly he sighed that if the opponent did not lack the heart of a true martial artist, there was no way he would ever agree to single combat.

Upon sensing the other's unbridled fury and murderous intent, the Mad Savage suddenly felt a stirring of dread in his heart. As the battle raged on, this notion grew ever stronger.

In this world, there was actually someone who had comprehended the profound momentum of the bedchamber, and had even reached the second realm.

After adapting slightly to the environment, Changkong Xingyu circulated the eighteen diagram scriptures in succession, only to discover that the Northern Nether Swallowing Heaven Scripture was actually capable of absorbing nether energy.

In the blink of an eye, Kusadoda and I traded six frenzied blows. Every impact rang out with startling resonance; much against my will, I was forced to take huge strides backward after every single clash, unable to stop even if I wanted to.