Chapter 139: I Am Mentally Ill, So Assaulting People Is Not a Crime

Yu Baichuan required no explanation.

Such a situation typically stemmed from one of two reasons: either Yu Baichuan held absolute faith in the utter innocence between Li Wanbai and Mu Sang, incapable of harboring even a shred of doubt—rendering any waste of breath on Li Wanbai's part entirely unnecessary—or else he simply did not care. True or false mattered not to him, so long as she remained by his side.

Clearly, Yu Baichuan fell into the latter category.

He needed no explanations, nor would he listen to any, leaving Li Wanbai standing alone in—

Half of the black water from the Underworld River cascaded into that immense crater, which seemingly explained why the winds previously blowing forth had carried such an icy chill.

Their voices were exceedingly soft and faint, and coupled with the clamor of the banquet, their conversation remained entirely unheard.

The Divine Sword worried inwardly, though helpless to offer any real assistance. It hoped its master would regain consciousness soon and restore order to the place.

Moyu muttered to himself under his breath. As the three stepped out of the grand formation, the Origin of the Ghost Realm bowed to Moyu and Anya before vanishing instantly.

"Understood," Yimo replied with utmost decisiveness. Knowing full well that not even ten oxen could pull Ling Ling'er back once she had made up her mind, she saw no point in wasting further breath.

Upon learning that Prince Qi, Ximen Qing, had married the eldest princess of the Jin Dynasty's founding emperor, Wanyan Aguda, a great many literati and officials of the Chu State inexplicably found themselves possessed of a sudden sense of superiority?

Moyu walked several hundred miles forward along the broad passageway, and upon catching sight of a gleam of light, a rolling expanse of towering, majestic peaks appeared before his eyes.

Fortunately, the child within her womb was remarkably well-behaved. She performed self-examinations at regular intervals and never pushed herself beyond her limits. Yet over time, physical fatigue was inevitable.

Meanwhile, the Sky-Swallowing Beast within that spatial realm was utterly devoid of defense, having stupidly thrust its very jaws right before Qin Tianjue.

With that single leap, a gust of wind rushed head-on, carrying with it a wave of foul stench. Only a single flash of imagery managed to cross Huang Ye's mind before a heavy blow struck her abdomen, sending her hurtling straight away at a great distance.

"Is there anything else you wish to say?" Xiao Ran seemed to perceive her hesitation. He set down his wine cup, turned to face her, yet made no move to reach out and steady her.

Yet even within the Divine Demon Holy Realm, powerhouses possessing five-fold manifested phenomena True Demons were exceedingly rare. Only those who advanced to True Demons through five-fold manifested phenomena stood a chance of becoming top-tier True Demons akin to the Water Divine Empress and the Source Snow Divine Empress.

Pity she was not present, nor was Lu Wanqing's mind occupied with such matters; instead, she was pondering how best to properly dispose of Li Chunhua.

"Merely a suggestion, hardly any profound insight. If one among the four of us were to become the Alliance Leader of the Martial Arts World, they must unite all the major martial arts sects and show no leniency whatsoever toward the imperial court, fighting them to the very end," Zhuge Yunjue declared.

Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Ran swept his gaze across her like a flying dagger, piercing her as though to nail her firmly against the wall. Startled, she abruptly swallowed the remainder of her words.

Rather than taking the main entrance, relying on her currently passable perception, she located Qi Sheng's exact whereabouts and abruptly materialized right before him. Li Tianlu stared at him for a long while without the slightest reaction. She began to believe Uncle Quan's words—he was truly blind, yet those eyes clearly seemed to have once beheld the stars.

The ten Spirit-Soldier-grade black hound Phantom Demons circling around Shufeng pounced upon those fish that had slipped through the net one by one, sinking their teeth deep into their throats.

Much like a struggler in the abyss gazing upon the yearning world beyond, that gaze of such intense longing was something Takizawa Sho dared not display before others. Naturally, an emperor would never bare his flaws to the world; that raw, naked pain was simply too conspicuous.

Displeased at heart, Zhao Heng subconsciously blurted out the very thoughts running through his head, right as Zhao Xi happened to overhear every word.

Wei Zibai hurriedly urged the profound Qi within his body, forming several barriers of profound Qi before him, yet all were shattered to pieces by a single punch from Xiao Yu.