Chapter 66: A Rift in the Heart-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.)

Wei Yunqing had never felt so humiliated before, and the cause was none other than a group of family members whose cultivation was inferior to hers. It seemed to her that her honor had been trampled underfoot by her siblings, something she could not tolerate. After smashing everything in the room that could be broken, she sat cross-legged on the floor, her expression somber, and began to retrace the events that had led her here.

Half an hour later, Wei Yunqing took a deep breath, realizing she had acted recklessly this time; the rapid improvement in her cultivation had made her somewhat arrogant.

“Recently, it’s not just your Huang family that has been wiped out. You may not know, since you’ve been wandering, but the Lu family in the Central Region was also exterminated. The red leaf mark was left behind there as well.” Fire Eyes stood up and began to wipe himself down.

Originally, it was thought that Gu Cheng and his companions would be the greatest victors this time, but unexpectedly, nothing seemed to be circulating online.

The power unleashed by the myriad-race magician at that moment bound him tightly, suspending him in mid-air and locking his body in place; until his death, he was unable to break free.

The beast before him was immense—he had never seen such a gigantic creature. Standing beneath its feet, the sky was blotted out.

“My father says I’ll be a general among generals in the future. Do you know what it means to be a general among generals?” Zhang Shuai jabbed me with his arm, which was like a round stick, nearly knocking me to the ground.

Fortunately, that fox seemed to have similar concerns or restrictions and didn’t run off either.

From the harvested Nine-Star Grass, Qin Li knew people had passed through here—it was not as desolate and uninhabited as the Great Wilderness.

If it weren’t for the four enormous characters above—‘Frontier Market’—Lin Xiang would have thought he was in the wrong place.

His original plan was simply to defeat Nan Tiantian’s pet beast, not to kill it.

“Chu Hefeng, you—when did you return?” Xiong Dahai’s face turned extremely sour.

“You’re lecturing me? What gives you the right?” The big white cat, known for its temper, was already furious—now it was even more enraged. The anger shifted from Flower Eleven to Green Fur.

What the hell was going on? Mo Yichen was puzzled—why had Xiang Yan suddenly become like this toward Gu Yan? At the dinner table, Xiang Yan had backed Gu Yan, and just now, they’d been happily shopping together. What had happened so suddenly?

But unexpectedly, the Crown Prince spoke up. “Don’t talk nonsense! This is the Emperor’s decree, and that is the will of Heaven. Anyone who objects is defying the imperial order. I am willing to assist the new sovereign, with unwavering loyalty.” He knelt and performed a grand salute.

Ye Chen felt frustrated. He could have simply walked out of the royal tower, so why did it have to be so secretive?

Since the fire of the Liu Yan Blood Ring could harm Ye Feiyan, then naturally, Phoenix Two-Meow, who was born of fire, could also be harmed.

“Not just seeing ghosts—it’s the Fifth Princess! Weren’t we just celebrating her marriage?” Passerby A confessed, leaving the three of them dumbfounded.

Dong Tianhao sat on the ground, his body leaning against the wall. When he sensed someone standing at the cell door, he slowly lifted his head.

For the past two months, Lin Zihan had spent most of her time here. She only rested one day a week; the other six days, she was in the editing room, working like a madwoman.

“What’s going on? Didn’t all our business partners sign contracts? Are they willing to pay the breach penalty?” I raised my eyebrow and asked.

Back then Qin Chen was young; he solemnly gave this item to Pan Qing, hoping it would help him. But in reality, Pan Qing could not cultivate spiritual awareness—what use was the Enlightenment Stone to him?

The man’s aura was chilling, utterly devoid of warmth, cold enough to freeze a person into dust.

Ling Yu said nothing, simply gazing deeply at Yun Xi until she looked left and right, avoiding his eyes. Only then did Ling Yu let her walk to his side, and together they went toward the front courtyard.

At this moment, the floor manager had already summoned the security guards, but Ding Ziyi waved her hand, indicating they should disperse.

The God-King Fran uttered a faint “Let it go,” but said nothing more. Clement was initially confused, but soon understood. Cold sweat broke out on his back, especially when he recalled how Father had entrusted Kennan with great responsibility, his amicable demeanor making Clement shiver uncontrollably.

Mo Li, exhausted, realized he’d just asked the swordsman how he dared stay here without knowing the way, and now he had to ask the boy how he dared go out without knowing the way.

Silent until the moment of eruption, “General Gao” was confident that everything was prepared; all that remained was the opportunity to speak.

Hong Zhiyuan’s few words of provocation planted a thorn in the hearts of all the factions—was it as the Red Gang claimed, that the Green Gate had overseas holdings and didn’t want anyone else to share the profits?

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan was shocked. He wondered if Liu Quanfu’s old friend could be none other than Zhong Kui.

Ten minutes had passed since “General Gao” finished his statement, and he remained in the same posture as when he spoke.

Thus, Wu Ting continued his carefree tenure as governor, appointing a trusted confidant to replace Wang Gu, truly turning misfortune into a blessing.

“Mu Shan, are you truly decided?” In the end, Emperor Xuanyuan could only say these few words.

After merging with the Dao Monument, its power surged, but each swing became more burdensome. Ning Yu, having already expended too much divine strength to disrupt the core of the Immortal Execution Sword Array, found himself unable to unleash the monument’s full might, even with such a peerless artifact.

The scavenger reacted instantly; he instinctively crushed an escape talisman, his figure dissolving into a stream of light that shot into the ground beneath his feet.

The rain grew heavier. The two felt relieved at Long Xue’er’s abilities, and rode together in an ordinary carriage, heading confidently toward the City Lord’s Mansion of Dragon King City. Mo Sheng intended to repair the ruined meridians of the Flying Dragon Gate disciples and help restore the sect’s strength.

Blood streamed down the city wall, dripping onto the ground. The scene was shocking, filling hearts with terror.

“Whoever threatens Jishengtang, Marquis Lin will be the first to deal with them—drag them out and cut off their head to use as a ball!” Marquis Lin spoke loudest, leading the charge.