Chapter 46 An Jianjia's Thoughts

The message from the village committee quickly reached An Songyu's ears.

At the same time, the two aunts who had just arrived not long ago naturally learned of it as well.

The expressions on both of their faces were somewhat grim.

A short while later, An Jian'an and his wife arrived too.

Seeing the fourth aunt whom they hadn't seen for a long time, not to mention the younger generation like An Songyu, even the other members of the An family hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.

An Fourth Aunt pressed her lips together and offered them a faint, strained smile, yet she could not even utter half a word—

Let alone the fact that what lay before him now was an entire legion of formidable soldiers potentially tainted by demons. Moreover, these creatures would also turn their prey into their own kind.

Turning his head to look again, he discovered that at some unknown point, Cillia and Swifa had vanished without a trace, and even Ayla and Eileen had disappeared along with them. Evidently, it seemed they had no desire to become embroiled in such a battle.

The Nether Sovereign raised his head and gazed at this realm, his eyes filled with a deep and lingering attachment. Then, with a soft sigh, he said no more. He gently tapped the black and white pyramid beneath his feet with his heel, and instantly, a massive black halo rippled outward from it.

Ren, unable to believe it, grabbed a few more times. "Clang, clang, clang, clang!" Chu Xunyu effortlessly swung his sword to block every single strike. Ren's yellowish eyes blinked and rolled cunningly. Chu Xunyu was completely baffled, unable to figure out whether Ren's punches had weakened or if he himself had suddenly become far too strong.

Arriving at the door, the guards were still the same ones from yesterday. However, seeing Mo Zhiyao today, their demeanor had turned exceedingly deferential, their eyes filled with awe. The leader among them offered an apology before hurrying inside the manor to announce his arrival.

She wrapped her soft woolen scarf tightly around her neck, put on her cold-weather gloves, tucked away the iron plates blocking the doors and windows, and stepped outside.

"I'm not hungry, let's keep moving!" Situ Yan dug her heels into her horse's flanks, and it bolted forward at a gallop. Murong Xuan did not hesitate for a single second, following closely behind. Mofeng and Moyu naturally protected their two masters right behind them. Meanwhile, Anying dared not relax his focus for even a moment; among the five of them, his martial arts skills were the weakest, which made him all the more vigilant.

Praised like this by Yu Tianheng, Zhuo Lin's face instantly broke into irrepressible joy. However, before that joy could fully spread, Yu Tianheng shifted his tone and said with a solemn expression:

Da Gou's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he forgot to even wipe the cold sweat off his forehead. He stared blankly at Mayi, as if time and space had frozen right before his eyes.

Yet everyone on the entire street stood frozen in place as if encased in ice, dumbfounded and plunged into a dead silence.

"Stop tapping. How could this place possibly be empty? Look at where we are—this is the very place where the King of Tibet held court," I said.

"I understand. You aren't someone who would lie. The one who lies is the person down below," Song Gongming said.

Both sides engaged in an attrition-style battle with an extremely high casualty ratio. Aside from this, it seemed there were no other better tactical approaches.

Thinking of how Chu Xunyu's whereabouts were currently unknown, yet she was forced to face such a difficult choice, Su Xinyu desperately wished she could hold her ground and not let people down. Yet, without absolute strength, how could one possibly sustain the current situation?

Therefore, many people in that era were eyewitnesses to supernatural events. To put it simply, the wars and famines caused countless deaths, and will-o'-the-wisps running wild could be seen everywhere. Modern science claims it is due to the spontaneous combustion of white phosphorus, but does white phosphorus spontaneously combust in the dead of winter?

Third Master Qiao had thought the same way, but it had already been nearly ten days since the incident occurred. If Chu Xunyu were truly fine, he should have appeared long ago. Since he hadn't appeared now, it meant something must have gone wrong. However, knowing Qiao Ling'er's unwavering trust in Chu Xunyu, he couldn't be bothered to say anything more.

Dunan opened every single pore on his body and took a deep breath, forming a massive black hole that swallowed vast swaths of the sun, moon, and stars, creating a terrifyingly apocalyptic scene.