Chapter 134: The Informant

Although every word Dai Rong spoke seemed to be a rebuke of Zhang Yaoying’s recklessness, everyone present could tell that Dai Rong was actually defending him. It was just like when your own child hits someone or breaks a neighbor’s belongings; you always have to step in, scold your child, or give them a few slaps. It is rarely because you truly want to punish your own flesh and blood, but rather to silence the neighbor’s complaints.

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"Qianli, Ling Miao," the two replied casually. The names of the Seven Kings of the Yin Sect were known to very few. Even within the Sacred Infant Secret Realm, the Seven Kings only occasionally addressed each other by name, preferring their titles most of the time. Their disciples were even less informed; let alone not knowing, who would dare to speak their names even if they did?

The result was simply unbelievable! While it was true that Ge Erhe’s troops were not as well-equipped as Xu Zhen’s main force and had been caught in a surprise attack, the disparity should not have been this vast.

Yan Dingtian’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared intently at the massive crystal emitting a faint blue glow atop the mutated Ice-Ling Ant’s head.

The main figure finally emerged from the gates. The newly appointed garrison commander of the capital, Xue Aoren, appeared before the Xue residence, followed by his third son, Xue Yun, and his retainers, Xue Er and Xue Wu.

It was precisely for this reason that Su Ze had strictly ordered his church’s forces not to get involved in the current murky waters unless the enemy provoked them first. Now was the time to "cultivate prestige," and no negative influence could be permitted.

Gao Shan brought soy milk and steamed buns for Nan Tian, helped him set up the bedside tray, and adjusted his bed to a sitting position before heading to the nurse’s station to arrange for a caregiver. He was told, however, that no caregivers were currently available and that it would likely take some time.

"Rumble—" Countless bolts of heavenly lightning poured down behind the space. While these strikes posed no threat to an Emperor-level expert, the body of the pig-demon Emperor had already been shredded by countless blades; the descending lightning was a nightmare for him.

"Ancient Martial Saint Sovereign Art!" Venerable Tianshang also stared at an ancient scroll displayed on the crystal wall and walked toward it.

The thousands of battle puppets standing in everyone’s path were instantly shredded by the razor-sharp legs of those insects. This was an absolute suppression of rank; although many of the puppets had reached the Chaos Realm, they could not unleash the power of that realm, relying only on their physical forms, which were no match for these creatures.

Nie Wushuang shook his head slightly. This man was truly skilled in business, and not only was his shop thriving, but he had also roped him into searching for something called the Green Lamp Ancient Lotus—who knew how much he stood to gain from that?

Take, for instance, the Overlord of the Qianmeng Academy; his specialty was the Overlord Fist. Possessing a powerful soul, he used his primordial spirit to catalyze the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Overlord Fists and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Overlord Fists.

Li Zhaodu was handsome and Cheng Dongqing was refined; she had even seen some androgynous, bewitching beauties before, but she had never seen a man who exuded such an ethereal, immortal aura from head to toe.

"You’re back?" He Hongyi had been specifically waiting for her return. She had called twice during lunch and dinner—first to remind him to eat, and second to warn him to take his medicine.

The driver couldn't stand it any longer. He leaned over, pried her fingers open one by one, and under Mai Doudou’s resentful gaze, finally managed to pry her hand away.

In the mind of Young Master He, a house without a garden didn't deserve to be called a house. He had no idea that ordinary people could not afford a three-hundred-square-meter apartment.

Upon reaching the top floor, Manager Wang stepped aside with great poise, holding the door button to wait for Fang Siran to exit the elevator.

Yan Chi, however, seemed to realize something. His expression changed, and he couldn't help but look around, retreating step by step toward the stone formation.

Doudou excitedly headed downstairs to the KTV with Director Chen Jun and his assistant, selecting a large private room. When she returned to the room after paying, she heard a cacophony of howling and screeching coming from inside.