Chapter 110
Two days later.
At the Yate Manor.
The estate was vast. Li Changsheng strolled through it at a normal pace, taking a full half hour to appreciate the Gothic architecture inside and out.
Of course, he was not wandering aimlessly.
Along the way, he encountered many vampires—both survivors of the manor’s upheaval and those who had arrived later.
Their attitudes were uniformly respectful.
By this time, the vampires throughout New York had gradually come to accept Li Changsheng’s presence. After obtaining the answers he sought, the Grand Elder’s solemn expression faded, replaced by a look of anticipation. With the aid of the Four Divine Envoys, beasts at the King Beast level were no longer a serious threat.
Deep in his heart, Wang Haitao felt a stir of excitement, especially as his own companion was tightly embraced by those two pairs of slender, beautiful legs. Though the sensation was not as intense as a real battle, recalling Ye Shiqin’s first time still filled him with exhilaration.
As Reincarnation-level warriors, except for Qin Lie who had just arrived in the chaotic dark realm, the others had already survived there through more than one era.
The Eastern Absolute had been slower to retreat; seeing the deadly threat behind him, he was forced to keep shifting positions, entangled with the hairpin. Meanwhile, the ice blade pursued relentlessly—each time the figure halted, the blade closed in again. After only a dozen exchanges, it was severely wounded.
Dreams belong to the underworld. I released a spirit entity to assist them, which neither interfered with the use of magical power nor brought harm to myself. After all, yin and yang are separate paths. The spirit entity naturally belongs to the underworld, so it faced no obstacles and could freely manifest its abilities.
Lu Yu calmly tossed the sword to Long Yunfei. The moment she caught it, a gleam ignited in her eyes as the power of the Heart Sword surged forth again.
Although the palace’s defensive strength was admittedly weak—a single eighth-rank psychic could easily destroy it—this crystal palace was sturdier than the steel cities of the pre-apocalypse era.
“You mischievous girl, all you know is how to scare your master. This time, you nearly frightened me to death,” Zhou Yi said with a chuckle.
At that moment, everyone had stopped moving. Hearing the girl with glasses speak, they immediately fell silent to listen. The sound of “sss sss sss” gradually grew clearer in the darkness, accompanied by a rasping noise like sandpaper scraping against the ground, slowly approaching from all directions.
“That’s right. If things continue as they are, your defeat is inevitable!” Huo Xing’s voice remained calm, but unlike before, there was not a trace of mockery within it.
Elsewhere, as De Yao and Ling Shan exchanged glances and charged toward Huo Xing together, a flash of sword light suddenly crossed before them, blocking their advance. A strangely shaped longsword then pierced straight into the summit of the Sect Leader’s peak, atop which stood a proud white figure.
“What are you seeking these people for?” The old village chief asked, puzzled despite knowing Lin Feilong would not harm the village.
Seeing Liu Qingtian’s return, all the disciples rejoiced. Before anyone could speak, a graceful figure suddenly flew out, rushing toward Lin Feng.
“Speak! What exactly is going on?” Sun Yanjie, having heard the crowd’s murmurs, frowned deeply, glared fiercely at Li Liangyou, and shouted loudly.
General Niu stood at the center of the barrier, unable to escape the impending lightning strikes. Though possessing great physical strength, he could not break through the barrier formed by Li Changqing’s six swords. Instead, he was electrocuted until his body was charred black.
The Cold Seven spear Lin Feng wielded was now battered and scarred. Lin Feng had repeatedly used it to fight opponents beyond his rank, achieving great feats and glorious victories. Yet, it was ultimately forged from ordinary materials. Despite its exceptional quality—almost reaching the realm of a Dao-level weapon—if it were reforged with superior materials, its lethality would undoubtedly increase dramatically.