Chapter 58: Timely Help in the Snow-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

At this moment, Senior Brother Zhao's battle with Li and Zhang had reached a fever pitch. Even when facing two opponents at once, he showed no sign of falling behind; anyone could see his foundation was solid. His sword strikes were especially cunning, each move blocking the combined assault of his adversaries with unerring precision.

On the other side, Hua Xuanzi faced off against a male cultivator of equal rank, displaying ease and confidence. Having barely expended any energy earlier, she fought evenly with her opponent, occasionally tossing a talisman to disrupt his rhythm and temporarily gaining the upper hand.

Chen Jing and Nalan Wang were both astonished, realizing that their conversation had been overheard by the other party without their slightest awareness.

There was no need to bring too many people this time, as the purpose was merely to scout out the mineral resources of these planets. Only after gathering information would they determine their target for extraction.

The zombies with overwhelming attributes tempted Ying Si more than once to change his commands to the undead, wishing to replace the Cataclysm with a zombie possessing absolute superiority in both attributes and skills.

“Mingyang, organize a search immediately. These bastards are far too arrogant, daring to make repeated assassination attempts at the Lin family’s stronghold. Make sure every last one of them is found,” Ma Mingyang ordered coldly once the chaos subsided.

“Those two private rooms, to which families do they belong?” Long Tianwei asked, somewhat casually gesturing to the rooms where the black-clad groups had entered.

In the world as it was now, it was nearly impossible for a cell phone to have no signal. Even last time, when entering the Peach Blossom Town secret realm, there had still been reception.

Hanyu was somewhat surprised by Liu Tian’s friendly gesture, but responded with equal grace, nodding politely before glancing up at the divine battle raging in the sky.

Apart from contending with the Blood Wheel, the power of chaos was particularly troublesome—so much so that even if one killed a warrior at the level of a Chaos Divine Weapon, the soul nurtured by chaos could survive for centuries, merging with the void, making it nearly impossible for others to discover them.

Some sighed at Ye Feng’s predicament, quietly considering whether or not to join a sect themselves.

Chen Xingyu suddenly felt envious of another’s sea of love; Brother Yan’s beloved was so worthy of his affection—such a love deserved to be cherished.

It was winter, and in River City the snow was falling; on such a bitterly cold day, it was fortunate that the event was being held indoors.

Some of the children, unable to resist sleepiness, unwittingly drifted off into dreams, joining Grandpa Zhou for a story in their slumber.

Long Qingchen felt a headache coming on; matters of the heart were always the most complicated. He could hardly sort out his own entanglements, let alone persuade the stubborn Long Qinghu to turn back.

Her words were somewhat amusing, yet among the more than three hundred thousand prodigies, not a single one laughed. If it had been them who had been ambushed and killed in the arena, their families would have reacted the same way.

The lightning had scorched the earth black, leaving a pitted terrain riddled with holes, with electric arcs still occasionally flickering overhead, exposing bare rock where the ground had been blasted away.

Chen Jingyi and McDull escorted Luo Maosheng, captured from the Butter Crab, to the temporary police station.

In the second quadrant, both the Nether River and the Imperial Tomb made their appearance. Countless people waited impatiently outside, unable to enter or even find the entrance. Even if they knew of Li Yuancheng’s affairs, coming here was troublesome enough.

In truth, she had asked her agent about this matter. The agent simply told her to keep studying, that the company would make arrangements when the time came; mastering another skill could only be a good thing.

“The royal family has always acted only when profit is involved. Although noble families rarely become embroiled in power struggles these days, their influence remains a major force in the Yan Dynasty. I hear your second brother has come as well.” Of the Qi clan’s three young masters, aside from the one before him, the others were all well-known figures: the eldest a great general, the second mysterious and unfathomable.

As this thought crossed her mind, the previously silent assembly hall suddenly erupted with exclamations as a group of wealthy young heirs finally realized what was happening.