Neither spatial sorcery nor spatial magic could infiltrate this white tower. Unless they used brute force to smash down the main gate, they would likely have to find a way to simultaneously crack the mechanisms within the three auxiliary towers.
"Tch!" Aoko Aozaki made an irritated sound, but that did not mean she was out of options. She reached into her imaginary-number pocket, rummaged around, and pulled out three "headbands." She placed one over her head. "Never thought there'd come a day when I'd need this thing..."
Amid everyone's startled cries, the scene abruptly shifted from the tent in the woods to the doorway of the director's office on the second floor of Gonjiam.
Chun-Li was unwilling to give up and continued begging for help at the top of her lungs, but everyone said there was nothing they could do. Could she really watch her master vanish along with the smoke from this fire? She could not. Seeing that every one of them was merely here to watch the spectacle, she steeled herself. Since they would not save someone in danger, she would save him herself.
"Second Imperial Brother, this will free you, and it will also fulfill me." As Meng Jinsi spoke, she had already lunged forward and stabbed at him.
Grandmasters were indeed powerful. Within the realm of cultivation, a grandmaster was the pinnacle of mortal flesh and blood. But no matter how high that pinnacle was, they were still mortals of flesh and blood, not transcendent beings.
Shen Mo and Wei Changqin looked at her earnest expression and thought that this princess sent by Long Qishi for a political marriage truly had some depth to her.
"Probably not. If he had that thing, he would have taken it out and used it long ago. He wouldn't have