Chapter 41 Deserted

Amidst the utter chaos, no one noticed that under the searing heat of the flames, an inconspicuous transparent crystal embedded within the wall of the prayer hall succumbed to the sudden thermal shock and shattered with a crisp click.

Vanishing along with it was the barrier of the magic array that had silently operated all along, isolating the energy fluctuations between the interior and the exterior.

At the same time, Shi Chuchu, who was imprisoned in the quiet room beneath the prayer hall, was struck by this sudden—

Less than five minutes after Xia Jie’s departure, Xia Yao hurried over, a terrifyingly grim and violent aura surging across his handsome face, especially upon seeing An Yujing lying there like a porcelain doll.

"Sigh." Mentioning Young Master Yan, Sister Zhou could not help but sigh repeatedly. Such a fine child, utterly ruined by an inexplicable disaster.

It was the height of mid-summer in August. Even in the morning, the heat made people sweat profusely, and the cicadas, hating the heat even more than humans, shrieked desperately, filling people's hearts with restless agitation.

"Let's see who dares to act presumptuously in my Shen residence!" Before Madam You's words could die away, she was heavily interrupted by Old Madam Shen, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Eh, Eldest Sister, weren't you still tinkering with those two bottles last time?" Qiao Lulu said with a face full of innocence.

Gu Xingyue chatted with Ruan Xiaodie in the water pavilion for a long time, and when it was time to leave, Ruan Xiaodie's carriage took her back.

Su Wei was somewhat dissatisfied at first; her body curves were not particularly good, and wearing a strapless, waist-cinching dress would easily expose her flaws. However, listening to Chu Haoxuan's compliments, her heart stirred, and she ultimately chose this dress.

However, when Zheng Tian led them to the villa he remembered, he found that there was no villa at all, only a dilapidated residential building that seemed slated for demolition and had already been half torn down.

Ye Li felt even more perplexed inside. What on earth had happened to inflict such profound pain on her mother?

"Ha, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Qin Yuhuai let out a laugh. Driven almost entirely by impulse and a desire to win and prove his strength, he tore the portrait apart from left to right.

Lin Meng looked at her father's clothes, patched and noticeably faded. "You don't need to buy me anything, I have money," she said, patting the money pouch at her waist.

Hu Yingying threw the jade pendant back to him. Standing as far away as she was, it was a wonder he could spot her at a single glance, and even after five years apart, still recognize her.

In a haze, a figure entered, bringing a bowl of warm water to her lips. Hu Yingying opened her eyes, rubbing them as she looked at the person before her.

Yet for some reason, as Su Shi observed the Empress Dowager's every move from the sidelines, she always felt that the Empress Dowager's demeanor seemed somewhat amiss.

After finishing her interview, Shen Mengqi walked happily to Zhang Ze's office. She had imagined countless scenarios; she hoped that upon opening the door, she could rush straight into Zhang Ze's arms.

With the Ancient Realm elders driven to despair and the Huaxia elders dispatching troops to reinforce, the battle concluded in a mere half-hour.

The members of the DYG team finally understood Master Yi's intention, so in the top lane, Jifeng decisively secured Luban大师 as his support.

The next day, An Wan and Chu Chu walked into the classroom chatting and laughing. Yu Qinghuai arrived unusually early; bumping into this scene was expected, but given his personality, he couldn't help but make a teasing remark.

The rain continued to pour. After a few more days, in the dead of night while people were fast asleep, a loud crash suddenly rang out, startling everyone awake.

As for the two million residents, although they suffered losses, under the deliberate protection of the soldiers, casualties amounted to less than thirty thousand.

The speakers in the two diagonal corners still played a significant role. Seeing that all four individuals had been driven away, everyone lost the mood to watch the spectacle.

Yuqin's breathing was extremely rapid. She tightly clenched her delicate fists, and a thick mist welled up in her beautiful eyes.

As for spoils of war, there were actually none. However, Seimei had captured a trace of the power of the Two Modes when Shangyang vanished, though unfortunately, it was depleted without revealing anything further.