Chapter 13126 — Lord of Tianjun

A hoarse, shrill sound tore from the throat of the Great Emperor of the Final Dharma, and a thousand years of pent-up grievance came rushing at his face: "What gives you the right?"

Wei Zhao was taken aback at the sight: "What do you mean?"

Ximen Xiu gave a cold, sly laugh: "To unify Tianjun and become its Lord—that is the obsession of this thing. A thousand years ago, because of me, it fell short at the final step. Now its grievance has gathered for a thousand years without dispersing, and it only grows fiercer by the day."

"Whoever sits upon the seat of the Lord of Tianjun is its enemy unto death."

"Wei Zhao, are you prepared?"

Wei Zhao cast him a faint glance...

The iron bead snapped true into the corner of Liu Mei'er's mouth, and the pain that shot through it brought her wild laughter to an abrupt halt.

So that fine temper just now had all been an act. In an instant, her true nature was laid bare.

Chi Ran's attitude had already been enough to put him ill at ease, and now Zhang Xinyu was added to the mix—why did every single person he met have to set themselves against him?

"Zhixiu, go and rest for now. I will handle this matter." His low tone did not conceal the grief that seeped through. That child, taken before its time, had simply not been fated to be with them... yet this affair had become a canker in both their hearts.

Chi Ran was somewhat moved. She climbed out of bed, hesitating over whether to open the door and call Shen Baixi inside. In this weather, with no air conditioning and no blanket out there, who knew whether sleeping like that would bring on a cold.

Su Mu had not expected this idiot to be so agreeable. He had thought he would have to stir him up a little first, but who would have guessed the man would agree outright.

"There!" The moment Lu Xuan and Mo Gaoxuan stepped out, someone shouted loudly, and at the sound, countless knights swarmed toward the bedchamber of the King of Beixu.

I knew she was in a bad mood and did not feel like talking, so I asked no more—but unease kept churning in my heart.

The old moon casts its fading light upon the new palace; on silver terraces the twin candles first burn red. Thin gauze cannot bear how many layers of spring. Tonight's joyous face cannot hide last night's hidden dream. Warm and cold turn like the circling Dipper; smoke thins, maples fall, the Buddha's bell tolls. The plum fragrance lingers still in the separate court, where slender bamboos stand proud against the winter wind.

Hearing Zhang Xiping's words, Su Jin wasted no more courtesy; she picked up her chopsticks and began to eat with gusto.

Some teams had reached the strength of a large squad, yet their overall power was still inferior to that of some smaller medium squads.

Su Jin gritted her teeth and flung her hand with all her strength, but before she could shake it off, the other gave a hard pull and gathered Su Jin into an embrace.

I have to say, a temperament like Zhou Chen's is thoroughly detestable—yet at this very moment I found him quite endearing; otherwise I would never have learned so many things.

And the savage beasts outside the city, sleeping soundly, were all roused by this hurricane; one after another they stared wide-eyed toward the direction of Yangcheng, full of bewilderment.

"Hm?" Seeing that Lin Ye seemed not to have heard her, Qin Ying's brows knitted unconsciously, and she was about to open her mouth and ask again.

With no other choice, Bai Yunfei could only wield the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Flame and keep wearing down the chill of these cold snakes.

Before the City in the Sky rose to prominence, the Void Divine System had always been the greatest heretical power—only in terms of top-tier combat strength it fell far short of today's City in the Sky. It had no super-divine figures of the caliber of Azazel, the God of Deepest Darkness, or the Mother of Life, and no cheat-like monster like Cao Yan.

Once seated in the car, the first thing Su Jin did was call Han Linyi to tell her that the housing had been found.

Seeing that Su Jin still made no move, the madman was clearly stung into a rage; gripping his blade, he hacked viciously toward her.

Senior mages usually know this spell—when traveling by flight, the Hawk Eye spell is of enormous use. Support-type mages must learn it as well, for in war it can serve the role of a scout, guarding against enemy raids and ambushes.

"Shen Cong, you dare lay a murderous hand on Senior Zhang!" Wei Jiao shrieked madly, her voice echoing through the whole of the Ice-Cold Sect.