Volume 1, Chapter 22: A Brilliant Scheme

"There were many affairs of state in the court today, Your Highness, please forgive me."

Li Yanan hung up the phone. Her conversation with Ying Si had lasted less than a minute, yet her expression shifted repeatedly. It was no wonder she had felt something was off earlier; however, having witnessed so many deaths lately, she had become somewhat accustomed to it.

The talisman vanished silently the moment it reached that point. As it merged, the surrounding blizzard continued to rage, completely unaffected. Yefeng, however, acted as if he had seen nothing, taking out another piece of talisman paper to begin crafting again.

Shi Changxiao paced slowly across the field with his hands behind his back. His gaunt figure, moving alone through the heavy rain, appeared strangely desolate and helpless.

Ying Si took that mysterious smile as an invitation and found himself following the Queen into a larger palace.

Long Tianwei had been agonizing over how to resolve this problem for a long time. Countless times, he had considered leaking the news to lure the continent's powerful masters, but he could never quite bring himself to do it.

Li Han’s face turned icy. Unable to merely maintain his domain, he rushed toward the Titan. He could not stand by and watch Li Bai and Uncle Li be killed; they were the future of the Li clan. Given a little more time, they would officially step into the half-step Saint tier and become top-tier experts of Sicilia.

Among all the materials, only war-beast tendons met their requirements! But why would they need so many? There was no reason for assassins to switch to using whips for killing.

Although Duan Qiu did not join the fray himself, his summoned legion of the undead fought on his behalf, which was essentially the same as him fighting.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late. Chu Tianyu’s attack had been launched, and he had only one choice: to dodge.

Mei Bixue smiled, then looked toward Yang Leying, who sat alone to the side—neither crying nor making a scene, just staring blankly with reddened eyes.

"It’s over, we’re going to be buried in a sea of fire." Through Yilian’s explanation, Master Yuan learned that the Bi Fang’s skill was fire-based. With so many of those birds, one breath from each would be enough to burn the entire mountain to ash. Since this mountain could not fly, they were doomed.

Yue Ying crooked her finger, and the motionless crescent moon suddenly vanished, trailing light like a falling star. Yu Lingbo whirled around, only to see the divine artifact already resting quietly in Yue Ying's hand.

Pei Ziyan frowned, wondering why she was here, but he did not dwell on it and went straight to He Junfan’s room.

When the airship drew closer, they realized it was their own, and the tension on their faces eased significantly. Someone went to notify Kun and the others.

The customer service representatives all spoke in unison: they had either suspended cooperation with Angel or terminated it entirely.

The weapon in Liao Xi’s hand was no longer a sword, but a gleaming spear—a cold, piercing blade that seemed to shatter the heavens. It was a spear seized from the Yellow Turban rebels, sharp and brimming with lethal intent.

"Mo Dengxian?" Xu De spoke the full name of Old Mo the coachman. After a moment's thought, he realized that in terms of stealth, assassination, and tracking, this man was undoubtedly the best in the capital.

After speaking, the two figures vanished instantly, leaving behind nothing but a sonic boom and their subordinates, who had yet to react.

"Hey! You ill-bred girl, get over here!" Old Fish cursed for a while, seemingly growing tired. Seeing Master Yuan watching him as if it were a spectacle, he roared.