Chapter 66: A New Character Emerges

Tang Yu and Mi Chen felt somewhat awkward. Mi Chen glanced over at Tang Yu.

“Should we...”

Tang Yu nodded. Mi Chen rolled up his sleeves, sizing up the door. Just as he was about to kick it open, Tang Yu, from who knows where, produced a hairpin.

Seeing Mi Chen’s posture, Tang Yu looked a little puzzled.

“What are you doing?”

Mi Chen paused in surprise. “Kicking the door open.”

Tang Yu stared blankly for a moment, and then—

Though they had only exchanged a couple of moves, their respective strengths were already well known. Thus, no matter how stubbornly Song Jun persisted, no one thought he could win. His defeat, therefore, was no surprise.

Fang Xia Liu nodded slowly and was about to continue forward when, suddenly, his eyes fell upon the snow-white wall at the left side of the road—and he could not look away.

What they had just drunk was not wine, but a magical elixir meticulously prepared by Bainuo. Only those with strong new powers in their bodies could resist the erosion of the potion; otherwise, their limbs would go limp and their minds would grow hazy.

At Xuan Kui’s command, the Xuanwu clan immediately responded, quickly gathering toward him. As long as they could regroup under his leadership, even if they lost today, they could still leave safely.

Given all this, whose hands did the map in Morli Qing’s possession finally fall into? Naturally, some people had already considered this question. Morli Qing’s corpse had been searched repeatedly by every faction, yet no one had found the stone tablet. Could it be that the “Mad Demon Sect” was bluffing as well?

Mu Ai’ai was perfectly aware of the relationship between the plump, round Aunt Chang and her own father. As a precocious child prodigy, she could see in an instant what many adults could not.

Who are you, truly? Why do you appear again and again in my memories? Why do you keep returning in Nuoxin’s recollections as well?

In moments of crisis, all that remains is the most basic instinct. I must look utterly wretched right now, yet suddenly I found the key, unlocking this cleverly designed door.

Now Chen Feng understood the true meaning of Wang Long’s earlier words. This Shen was simply too powerful—even if ten more black fighters joined, the result would be the same.

Following his suggestion, the two would go out to hunt a few wild chickens every so often. After killing and cleaning them, they ate at a leisurely pace. During this time, Huang Xiong was summoned away by his family elders, leaving only Yang Qi and Song Jun behind.

It was then that the withered hand, as thin as a chicken’s claw, clutched this black disc. Yet what puzzled me was—why had I been transported here?

If the enemy ahead took time to lay out traps, they might have posed a significant obstacle for Ye Xiao. Unfortunately, most of a hunter’s skills, such as traps, required time to prepare. Thus, in this arena battle, Ye Xiao held every advantage. In the first round, he won easily, relying on his professional skill.

But things didn’t unfold as she expected. Gu Feng showed not a trace of panic; his hands shifted, easily capturing her wrists and pulling her into his arms.

“But what if she doesn’t do as you predict? We can’t take that risk!” Bing Lan argued. She had to admit that Su Mu, the “great talent,” did have brilliant tactics. The problem was, a single misstep could lead to disaster, and they would lose everything.

Swish! Luo Shengming’s figure flickered. Clang! Two elders blocked him from both sides. After a brief exchange, Luo Shengming retreated to his original spot. “Very well.” Surrounded on all sides, he opened his hands and stepped backward until he was pressed against the wall.

Peering inward, it was stained with blood, as if swallowing and emitting radiance, sending out waves of mysterious colors, repairing Jiang Yu’s body. It was miraculous—like a divine elixir, it soothed his flesh, healing wound after wound. Amazingly, his injuries began to ease.