Chapter 82: Tearing Off the Mask

If they offended the Crown Prince, they might not necessarily die. But to provoke the Lu family was to betray the powerful aristocratic clans, the Five Great Surnames and the Seven Illustrious Houses—then not only would they meet their end, but even their own families would face utter destruction.

Thus, the two of them had no other choice but to stubbornly hold out, clinging to their last shreds of resolve.

Clap, clap...

Only by fighting did they have a sliver of hope, and even that faint hope rested on the condition that Payne could not be resurrected.

"Dragon Scale Sword!" Li Rao leaped back, letting out a thunderous shout that seemed to shake the heavens. The light radiating from him became even more dazzling. He put away the Godslayer Halberd, swung his brawny arms, and chanted under his breath. As he brandished his arms, wind and clouds swirled around him, and the rolling mist roared toward his claws.

When Luo Yixuan heard Ji Ting's speculation, she was momentarily taken aback. Then she forced an awkward smile, but did not continue the conversation.

Qu Gang's bullets struck the body armor of the two policemen, but their shots hit Qu Gang's arm. Though he managed to withdraw, his pistol fell outside the door.

Lu Qingyu was shocked by the sight and instinctively took a step back, readying himself for whatever might come.

The strange man in black did not reply. He merely bowed slightly and then vanished in a flash like lightning.

How wonderful—Rou’er had already spent eight years at Hao’s side, while she herself had only been here a month. Why hadn’t she met Hao sooner? No, in fact, she had met Hao long ago, only in a different world. But even after coming to this world, she still encountered Hao. What did that mean?

Two years later, the newly enthroned Emperor Yan died from overwork and illness. The throne was passed to Ling Minghao, the heir of Prince Ling, an unrelated noble from the Northern Star Kingdom. He ascended as Emperor Hao. Ye Qingcheng became Empress, Rou’er was titled Noble Consort, Princess Ling became Empress Dowager, and Prince Ling was honored as Retired Emperor.

At the entrance, Eric walked to his car and opened the passenger door, gesturing for Luo Yixuan to get in.

“You weren’t excited when you saw my baby, so I’m not telling you!” Gong Shiqin pouted and turned away.

The Demon Lord Chonglou had indeed been the most powerful being he had ever encountered, but now the Primordial Celestial Sovereign had already surpassed Chonglou. In the very instant he entered the black hole, his state of mind transcended even that of the Demon Lord.

As Diana spoke, her expression was grave, her gaze lingering ahead. Illya couldn’t help but feel that Diana harbored her own thoughts, perhaps knowing many things that other sorcerers did not.

“Sit down first, Chaoyan. You’ve been on the road all day, you must be tired.” Luo Qianxia led Fu Chaoyan by the hand and took a seat beside her.

“I want to learn soul magic from you. This is the Elder’s command from the Sacred Palace. I know you may not obey her, but now it’s my goal as well.”

“The fatal blow you dealt to his chest has greatly increased his magic power. At first, he barely had any magic within him.”

Three towering waterfalls crashed down from a height of ten meters, surrounded by dense, towering trees like those of a tropical rainforest.

When they reached the outskirts of the town, still two or three kilometers away, Su Luo ordered her soul beast to descend and then put it away inside the magic array.

To be honest, those men were indeed all quite handsome. One wondered what had led them into such an occupation.

Tang Shan kept pressing with questions, but the man only hung his head in shame, unable to meet Tang Shan’s eyes.

The icy words pierced the heart like cold steel, wounding yet awakening her at the same time.

Zhang Jizhou hadn’t expected Xiang Lixin to be in such a hurry, but dared not question him. He simply replied in the affirmative and went to summon the others.