Chapter 98: The Clash Erupts (Please Subscribe)
Aoxi changed into his gear and joined another team of officers heading to the city center by vehicle.
Eight or nine people sat silently in the vehicle, exhausted—both physically and mentally drained.
The driver, sensing the heavy silence, turned on the radio while driving, broadcasting the latest news: "ABC reports that the Minneapolis police shot and killed a Black man while maintaining order during protests. Police stated that the man was reportedly tearing at a white woman’s clothing with intent to assault..."
“Dad, you sound like I’m extremely unfilial... I’ve just been busy, but I will come back when I have time!” Lü Yichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He admitted that Lü Yirui was indeed a good candidate, at least more suitable than himself.
Yezhen, Ling Yuntian, and their puppet Tianqiu all fixed their gaze tightly on Liu Qing. At this moment, Liu Qing’s decision was crucial.
The Heaven-Splitting Hammer in the hands of the White-Haired Ancestor had once been a tremendous burden, but now, with spirit and body united, wielding it seemed far more effortless.
When Pei Xingjian arrived, Qin Hao recounted the entire situation. He had expected Pei to be ecstatic, but instead, Pei wore a face of deep frustration.
Suddenly, two brilliant divine lights shot forth from Zhao Tiange’s eyes, illuminating everything around them like twin stars in the night sky.
“Come on... after all, I’m getting old, a little short of breath. Continuing this stalemate isn’t the solution,” he muttered.
Tian Zijing’s investigative skills were sharp. If even he said there was nothing wrong with these people, then probably there wasn’t. Yet, something felt off, so he insisted on one last thorough check.
Everyone’s eyes immediately turned in that direction. Gandhi, Leo, German, and Wendy quickly surrounded the area, ready to charge into the battlefield as soon as a figure appeared, intent on taking action against Ding Yu.
Just like the first time, the moment her fingers touched his pulse point, an immense force repelled her hand, flinging it away.
The Fate Token was useless to cultivators, but extremely effective for Fate Beasts. Therefore, this friend from Dongyang who could wield the Fate Token clearly could not be a human cultivator—only a Fate Beast.
A passing wolf silently gathered its strength, opened its jaws wide, and lunged fiercely, seizing the mother bear’s neck and dragging her out of the den. The bear’s heavy body made the wolf struggle, but it dared not release its grip.
However, they could not actively change course; the spacecraft’s fixed programming controlled navigation. Thus, as the flames approached, they had no choice but to endure.
“This guy doesn’t seem like a good person at all. Grandpa might have been deceived by him. Nana, go and ask him—see if you can expose his true colors. How daring to deceive our Chen family like this,” Chen Sicong told Chen Nana.
Suddenly, the battlefield situation took a sharp turn. When the Independent Brigade’s tanks rolled onto the street, the enemy reinforcements’ tanks lost all will to fight, immediately turning around and retreating.
“Can’t you just go buy it yourself? Always asking me? Each phone costs thousands, and I don’t have enough money to buy many,” Xiao Fei said. He now had just over five thousand in private funds, not nearly enough to buy several phones.
“Young Master Dongfang, Young Master Ouyang...” Along the way, they met many people who greeted Dongfang Tianyi and Ouyang Zhao warmly. It was clear these two were not unknowns in this circle.
“Besides, even immortals need the Jade Emperor’s approval to descend to the mortal realm; they can’t just come down at will,” the Growth Heavenly King explained.
Since the other party was the boss, Ling Feng had no choice but to comply. After all, he was responsible for his own duties and had no say over how the Tianlong Security Company arranged matters.
With no other option, the enemy commander ordered his infantry to chop down trees and dig up soil from nearby woods, carrying them on their shoulders to fill the large pits the Communist troops had dug, allowing the tanks to continue their advance.