Although these questions tangled in his mind, having stayed up for nearly twenty-four hours without sleep, he finally sank into a deep dream.
His shouts echoed through the chaotic Chu Army camp. Some of the Chu Army soldiers stopped upon hearing the calls and gathered beside Xiang Liang, but more of them lacked any such awareness, and a few even began to entertain thoughts of escaping.
A faint trace of dangerous aura appeared around his body, and feeling a stinging pain throughout his frame, Tang Feng knew without looking that the Elder was somewhat disappointed-more accurately, somewhat desperate-and instinctively released a trace of killing intent.
"That goes without saying. What Senior says makes complete sense; if I lack the strength, it serves me right even if I fail to obtain it, and I won't hold any Spite toward Senior," Ye Xiang said coldly.
"As if I'd ever use a longsword without a shred of imposing aura. If I'm going to forge something, it has to be a giant sword or a long spear," Tiankong Xiang began his daydreaming again.
The heavy city gates slowly opened to the creaking sound, and the adventurers passed through the passage guarded by the city gate guards to leave the city in an orderly fashion.
What was more, the liquefied black true qi clearly carried a trace of the aura of pure fire-elemental attributes. Even a fool like Xiao Qi would have understood where these fire elements came from.
Yuesheng watched his disappearing figure, her smile subtly shifting from happiness to bitterness. Gazing at the scenery outside the window, she leaned there, feeling that as long as her own world quieted down, she would begin to let her imagination run wild involuntarily.
"We've been invited, but I'm unwilling to bring the invitation jade slip. What?