Chapter 95: The Sea of Fire Hell

“Reinforcements? Reinforcements from where?” Yu Chi Wei sprang to his feet with a start, only to see darkness flash before his eyes as he nearly fainted.

The guard hurriedly reached out to steady him and carefully helped him sit back down.

Yu Chi Wei drew in several deep breaths before the world before him finally came back into focus. Rising too abruptly just now had left his brain briefly starved of oxygen.

The first thing that came back to his mind when he opened his eyes was still that...

On closer thought now, he suddenly realized that the chessboard from earlier did not seem ordinary at all. It actually possessed the power to seize one’s soul and spirit. If used properly, perhaps it could be employed against enemies, trapping their consciousness and then destroying their bodies. Would that not be a way to win without even fighting?

The moment he saw that they held no status or standing, Zhuang Dabao began shouting at them, even calling over the nearby guests to come and watch the spectacle.

The reason Zhang Ye had been able to instantly resolve the A-rank Lava Release: Scorching River Flowing Rock Technique was that the fire in that Finger Spear had been compressed by Zhang Ye again and again. Its power was naturally extraordinary.

The aura around him instantly surged to its peak, which in turn caused the expressions of the two Senju brothers to change dramatically.

The azure seawater, stirred by the sea breeze, formed rings upon rings of ripples. Sky and sea blended into one, a scene of exquisite beauty.

When the Fiercest Emperor Sword came crashing down upon the earth, a great chasm opened across the world of Illusion Heart Sea, stretching without end. Dust rose into the sky for thousands of feet, spreading apart to either side and leaving only a vacuum-like corridor in the middle.

It was not merely the end of that one realm. Who knew how many of the worlds accessible from this place would be dragged into ruin by the Saint-Snatching Mosquito?

It was easy to imagine that once the older generation of experts gradually withdrew, the Ye family would face a situation in which no one could carry it forward.

It was very faint, very thin, and not much of it at all. It did not seem to spoil the appearance in the least; instead, it lent the whole thing a distinct foreign charm.

But after a moment, Lu Fengzi still showed no response. The hope in everyone’s eyes slowly gave way to sorrow. Tang Ruolin’s tears welled up once more, yet she still refused to give up; only the time spent feeding him breath grew much longer.

“Young master, the Laba porridge is ready!” Mu Ke braced herself against the doorframe and poked her head in to call out.

Wu Enqi had cultivated battle qi. The battle qi he practiced was called Mountain-Shaking Force, a family art passed down by the Kaiyang House. It would not have been impossible for Wu Enqi to teach Mountain-Shaking Force to Ai Yan, but if people from Jade Balance Peak discovered it, Ai Yan would likely be in trouble, and once the matter was traced back, Wu Enqi would be dragged down as well.

The two members of the Star Guild stared even wider-eyed, secretly admiring Ye Kong’s daring. He even dared to go picking through the wealth of the dead—was he not afraid of slipping and overturning the cart?

Yun Yue turned her head to look at Su Jiu. Only after seeing Su Jiu nod did she accept the jade pendant and politely thank Duan Zan.

Just as Lin Wujiu was growing anxious, two streaks of sword light burst in from outside the arena. They went straight for Zong Huo. Caught off guard, Zong Huo managed to block only one of them, while the other pierced his shoulder.

Wu Enqi turned around and carefully examined the burial mound before him. Grass had already grown over the packed earth seal, clearly showing that the Kaiyang King, Ayuqi, had not been buried here recently.

Before returning, Li Yuyun had said that he could cultivate near the spiritual vein and break through to the Soul Spirit realm as soon as possible.

Shan Xiongxin struck again with the Golden Nail Mace. Luo Cheng tightened his spear, forced aside his opponent’s Zaoyang Mace, and with a backhanded thrust drove his spear straight toward Shan Xiongxin’s face.

Wu Enqi turned in curiosity and looked closely at the figure. At once his fury surged to the heavens, for squatting there was none other than the Demon Mother, Hilo, wrapped in a piece of sackcloth.

“I also followed the map drawn by the alliance leader and dug through the secret passage, linking it to a cave a hundred miles outside Jade Kun Mountain, ensuring everyone can leave Jade Kun Mountain without leaving a trace. And within Jade Kun Mountain itself, I have also completed the tunnels according to your map,” Old Bai finally replied.

There, it seemed, was no longer the vault of Shennongjia, but the heavens of the immortal realm itself—a world unto itself, wondrous beyond measure, mysterious, uncanny, and beautiful.