Chapter 27: Joining the Hall of Departed Souls

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Su Tian came into close contact with Bai Ye, then seemed to notice something that interested him and pulled his foot back.

Yet he bent down, leaning forward until he was close to Bai Ye.

Bai Ye’s body stiffened, and he did not dare move in the slightest. Against someone like Su Tian, he had no ability to resist at all.

Several of his subordinates still lay nearby, howling in pain, though most of them could no longer even crawl. As for Su...

Huang Lin smiled as she slowly retreated step by step. Her figure was filled with the poignancy of farewell, while the background was steeped in resolve. Little by little, Huang Lin was swallowed by the thick fog, vanishing into the Misty Forest...

Tang Nan opened the refrigerator and instinctively took out a bottle of cola, but he simply could not remember whom he had bought it for.

“I advise you to come with me obediently. You are already at the end of your strength today, so it would be best to spare yourselves a little needless suffering,” said the Crown Prince of Eastern Jin sternly as he looked at the few people resisting desperately.

“Why are you here so late?” A deep, magnetic voice drifted into her ears with the cool night breeze.

But when they reached the exit, what they saw took them completely by surprise: a vast expanse of water stretched before their eyes, guarded by a colossal creature.

As for weapons, there were two somewhat damaged ring-pommel sabers, one spear, three hoes, two rakes, and two... shoulder poles.

When Ye Zifan entered the kitchen, he saw Maizi turning the greens in a pot at the stove. The range hood was making such a loud noise that she could not hear anything outside. No wonder she had not come out even though he had been there for quite some time.

A short, stocky man whose entire body radiated a fierce, rugged air entered. When he looked over the top of the man’s head into the courtyard, Chen Lin was horrified to discover that the dozens of guards in the residence had, at some unknown point, all fallen into pools of blood.

She raised her head and gazed at the sun. No emotion could be discerned in her black-jade eyes; she merely stared at it in a daze.

Six years had passed. She had not come when her mother was buried, nor had she returned for the Tomb-Sweeping Festival in any of those years. She often had nightmares in her sleep, dreaming that her mother’s corpse had been left unattended and was eventually abandoned in a paupers’ burial ground.

“This should let you know where there are more people. It can serve as a reference for your work, right?” Kamio Kanon’s smile deepened, and her beautiful eyes curved into two crescent moons, captivating the heart.

Everyone stared unblinkingly into the black hole. Two hazy figures were slowly emerging from within it. The moment the two of them stepped out, Li Qing’s eyes instantly brimmed with tears.

“I’m sorry, Sect Master. I arrived late. Please forgive me.” Wang Chen’s vacant eyes swept once over the two people beside Perfected Ji Xuan before he spoke woodenly.

Luo Lin 155 51 saw Bu Hui moving toward him and hurriedly hid behind a rock, intending to fire at Bu Hui the moment he emerged from in front of it.

The rules of the match required a winner to be decided every round. If the result was a draw, that round had to be played again. Bu Hui did not want to repeat it, because that would mean Wang Qiang and the other two would have to come up with another bizarre strategy.

In that brief instant, Assistant Sun’s face went deathly pale with fright. His body suddenly went limp, and he even began trembling uncontrollably.

Blue, feather-shaped magic gathered and spread across my face in a thin layer. That sinister, frigid aura appeared once more.

“Didn’t you always say that I established the Demon Hunters out of selfish motives, sending them to the War of Ten Thousand Demons so that I could elevate my own position? Why do you want them to go to the War of Ten Thousand Demons now as well?” the mysterious figure mocked.

Itsuka Kotori clearly witnessed this scene through the surveillance feed. Her heart felt as though it were being clenched in a fist, and before she realized it, her voice had become choked with emotion. Tears glimmered in her eyes, and her breathing seemed to stop at the very instant he stepped into the barrier.