Take him to be reunited.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The Norman knights in the rear shouted incessantly. They quickly dispersed, fleeing from beneath the walls of Gaeta like a whirlwind.

However, not everyone could keep up with them.

Those Lombard infantrymen and the Norman knights who had lost their mounts were not so fortunate.

"Do not kill me, do not kill me!"

A Norman knight knelt on the ground, raising both hands as he surrendered to the legion infantry.

Yet now, the appearance of this automobile completely overturned his previous notions. Deeply stirred by this epoch-making vehicle, Zhu Yifeng instinctively reached for the telephone.

"Why hasn't Qing'er delivered the Emperor's imperial edict to He Lan yet?" Chanyu Caitian glanced toward Nanny Zhu.

The people seated around had already partaken heavily of fine wine, growing uninhibited and unrestrained. Duan Xiushi and Li Siye were tugging at each other, insisting on engaging in wrestling in the middle of the hall to entertain the company. Holding his goblet, Cen Shen recited a poem that no one could understand, then beamed broadly as he played with the Saracenic jewels in his hands.

"You mean the primordial blood array has been activated? Could it be that the primordial blood array set up by the Heavenly Palace is right here outside White Maple City?" Yi Tian suddenly started in shock.

The disciples of the Cloud Sky Sect who returned to the Auspicious Cloud Hall finally beheld the visage of their sect's Great Vehicle patriarch, and hurriedly dropped to their knees to pay their respects.

"Bring the torches!" After a brief moment of thought, Qi Gui had already devised a plan. He ordered his subordinates to light all the torches they had brought, and gathered some beams and pillars from the collapsed Qin family apothecary that were not completely burned. He had them doused in lamp oil, ignited, and tossed together down into the cave.

Sima Long and Ouyang Qian accepted the longswords handed to them by Chunlan and Xiahe, and peered closely at the large vessel nearing the shore.

Hua Chun smiled, a lump seemingly caught in her throat. Clearing her throat, she asked, "Have you recovered from your illness?"

At midday on this particular day, Feng Xifan, having altered his appearance and disguised himself, led a contingent of embroidered uniform guards into a tavern in the capital of the Great Virtue Imperial Dynasty. They were also dressed as martial arts gallants, drinking wine and eating dishes.

Disbelief and overwhelming shock filled his words, as if the martial arts physique of his second avatar, Haotian, at the twelfth-level peak, was the absolute limit beyond which no further breakthrough was possible.

Bai Xing was currently thrown into complete disarray by her suicidal, mutually destructive fighting style of trading a thousand blows for eight hundred of her own.

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"Today, seeing the magpies rejoicing, I knew an esteemed guest would grace us with his presence. I have specially prepared a banquet; I wonder if the Demon Emperor will grant me this honor?" Yang Chen called out into the void.

The very next moment, an overwhelming force descended directly before Ling Yunxiao, and his hitherto poised figure finally sprang into action.

The bearded man bypassed Zhong Xiang and brought his blade down straight toward the pig-faced man's head. With a nimble dodge, the pig-faced man was still struck fiercely on the shoulder by the bearded man's saber, and fresh blood instantly burst into the air.

"My humble self and several junior martial brothers calculated it together, and the celestial phenomena reveal 'A rebellious dragon emerging from the abyss,'" said Tianjizi, the Director of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau. Hearing this, Yi Tianzheng also nodded in agreement.

Then these people also gathered around, advancing toward Ye Tong with starved expressions and intense excitement.

Seeing this, although those present had no idea what had happened, they too looked toward the source of the sound.

"Inspector, tally the number of casualties, give the fallen brothers a proper and honorable burial, and at the same time notify the Retired Emperor to come to Heavenly Peak Mountain," Long Potian instructed.

"As the dignified young master of the 'Soul-Snatching Hall', you are capable of nothing more than sneak attacks from behind. You are nothing special after all!" Ling Yunxiao's pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at Nie Wufeng, a flash of tyrannical intent gleaming within them.

The terrifying soul power felt as though it would tear the firmament apart. Under this oppressive might, all the geniuses present collectively spat out a mouthful of blood. Their spiritual avatars flickered unsteadily, nearly shattering as they collapsed directly onto the ground.