Glazed Divine Body

"Move! All of you, move!"

On the main street of Lingbo Market, a burst of rough shouting rolled in like thunder.

The bustling crowd split apart as if cleaved down the middle by an invisible giant blade, retreating to both sides in panic. A few Rogue Cultivators who failed to dodge in time were shoved brutally to the ground, and the spirit herbs and ores on their stalls spilled all over with a clatter, yet no one dared utter a complaint.

At the end of the street, a group of people came striding over with aggressive momentum.

The three at their head were none other than Yao Shan, Xue Yunlong, and Xuelan.

Utterly different from her earlier wretched state, Xuelan now seemed like a different person. She had redone her hair, changed into a brand-new fiery-red shark-silk gown, and golden step-sway ornaments glittered in her hair. She clung tightly to Xue Yunlong's arm, chin slightly raised, a proud and smug sneer curling at the corner of her mouth. Her gaze was like poisoned silver needles, stabbing from afar toward Lu Changsheng and the others at the other end of the street.

That appearance made her look exactly like a fighting cock that had found a backer. Her earlier tears and sorry state had long since been flung beyond the ninth heaven, leaving only naked arrogance and the pleasure of revenge.

Lu Changsheng turned around, his gaze beneath the bamboo hat narrowing slightly.

Lin Qingxuan and Murong Taxue tightened their grips on their weapons at the same time. Shi Jingtian hoisted the Mountain Shaker Staff onto his shoulder, while Tu Jiao's dagger quietly slid three inches from its sheath. A grave, oppressive atmosphere silently spread among the five of them.

Tang Shiyin, standing to the side, sensed the sudden change in