Chapter 84: The Twelve Celestial Fiends, The Old Demon’s Ruthless Words

The Bailing Child was fair-skinned and spotless. The mysterious black apron that had appeared so bizarre when he was first born had now transformed into a tiny robe adorned with images of rare birds and strange beasts. Among them, a true dragon was the most striking, so vividly embroidered it seemed ready to leap off the fabric at any moment. Yet, for all his adorable appearance, to the eyes of the assembled true spirits, this child was as fearsome as the most savage of primeval monsters.

With a miserable cry, Bifang’s head turned into a long beak, only to be knocked head over heels by the Bailing Child’s peck.

At the very least, even if someone else were to become emperor, he would have supported it. No matter who wished to claim the throne, he was all in favor. When the rumors had once stirred the city into an uproar, he had even considered traveling to Beijing to show his support.

“There is no such thing as the Jade Emperor. The explosion happened because the enemy’s torches ignited the marsh gas inside the cave, which then set off the grenades they carried, causing a chain detonation,” Ling Yunpeng explained to the others.

“I didn’t dare leave the mud house, so I hadn’t dealt with them yet,” Fan Yan said coldly, pushing open the back door and gesturing toward the distant grass. His tone was far from friendly.

Though new clues had emerged, they were not the only ones. The murder weapon could have been modified by the killer, or it might have come from elsewhere. Besides, such a weapon could only be found within the palace.

Zhao Xi paused to rest, her chest still tight with breathlessness. She closed her eyes and leaned against a stranger’s doorway. The low eaves offered a meager shelter from the wind and rain, but only just—half her body was still exposed to the downpour.

After years of disrepair, the moment Feng Wanli stepped into the house, he was assaulted by a pungent cloud of dust.

“Kind benefactor, I truly do not understand what you are talking about,” Master Qingxuan replied helplessly. “As I have said, I have never met you, nor have I ever changed anyone’s organs. Why must you insist otherwise? Ah, boundless heaven!” It seemed as if he truly had no way to deal with the man surnamed Zou.

Now in his forties, he wondered what master would be so blind as to take in someone so far into middle age as a disciple.

“Ahem, sit properly,” Yun Lingjing glared at Pu Yangze in exasperation. She had only taken a few steps—how could she be tired already? Besides, if her legs were tired from walking, why was he massaging her shoulders? Did she walk using her arms?

Sometimes, a surge of passion alone could not bring victory; indeed, it might only bring trouble.

Even the five hundred-odd treasures hoarded by Chiyou were an astonishing sum! If a new admiral of some talent had spent five years fighting on the front lines and saved every bit without spending, it would still be difficult to amass such a fortune.

Xu Lingyifeng’s eyes were bloodshot as he gazed at Xu Lingkangsheng, who had turned into a monster. He could not utter a word. Men’s emotions were always more restrained, but even the strongest man would shed tears at such a moment.

Ye Feidao strode forward, brushing past Qin Tian without a glance and addressed Diao Zhatian and Li Wei directly.

Upon hearing of the fate of those sea clans who had first tried, the other tribes in the region hurried to transfer their own members into the sea market’s space, lest too many of their people draw the attention of ancient sea beasts.

Following instructions, Liu Feng attempted to contact Matthew with the gemstone, but after a long while, there was still no reply.

“Ghost King? Ha…” At the words, the Ghost King suddenly burst into laughter—a sound so jarring that Shao Yitian was left utterly at a loss, fearing the king had taken a sudden fit.

Within the jade vial, as expected, a wisp of faint, seven-colored mist drifted like fallen stardust.

Upon seeing the two panic-stricken Lord Gods fleeing, Moro and the three great Demon Kings broke into unrestrained laughter.

Then came another heartbeat, a strange sensation spreading through the air, and all at once, everyone’s faces involuntarily clouded with sorrow.