Volume 1, Chapter 23: The Limit Ability User

“What… what is going on?” Han Fei was dumbfounded, completely bewildered by the terrifying demonic sword phenomenon before his eyes.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: “Could it be him?!”

Two hundred years ago, the Supernatural Guard Bureau had a formidable figure, a level nine ultimate supernatural expert. To break through the void, he ventured down to the lower levels of the supernatural prison to cultivate. His signature supernatural skill back then was the “Slaughter Asura Blade.”

“It has to be him! Who else could suppress the ferocity of the supernatural prison and conjure such a terrifying demonic sword?”

The more Han Fei thought, the more plausible it seemed. Although the man had entered a death-sealing retreat, who said entering such a retreat always meant death?

Perhaps he is still alive…

“He asked him when he planned to get married, but all he talked about was work…” Mom wore a disgusted expression again, while Li Huanfei responded with a look that said, “I don’t want to deal with you.”

“Xu Fo and the others’ uprising is likely to fizzle out; it won’t succeed. It’s best to abandon this rebellion,” Zheng Chong said after a long pause.

After enduring a grueling journey, the car finally stopped. Monkey felt as if released from a burden and hurriedly opened the door to get out. But as soon as his feet touched the ground, he realized he was in a bustling district of the underground city of the Demon Capital.

He probed Zhao Zhuo’s mind with his spiritual sense and found a foreign mental force within Zhao Zhuo’s consciousness—likely the “Demon Summoning Seed” mentioned by the skeletal demon god—this force was suppressing Zhao Zhuo’s awareness tightly.

***

Around three in the afternoon, Yu Hanyi came downstairs. She saw Li Huanfei sitting in a corner near the staircase, head bowed. With a solemn expression, she approached and greeted him softly, “Hi.”

When Monkey received the invitation, he was unfazed, but Bai Shuang’s face turned sour. As usual, she said nothing, only staring at Monkey from afar with a gaze so piercing it made him uncomfortable.

The gains from this lair were very encouraging. Excluding the Hellhound King, the value of other supernatural beast materials was nearly seventy million. Adding the fifty million from the first lair, over thirty million from the second, and scattered amounts of two or three million along the way, the total value approached 180 million.

At that moment, Zheng Chong and Hou Long conspired together, devising a plan to deal with the loyal minister Zou Weilian. After finishing, Hou Long hurriedly bowed his head and left, while Zheng Chong rushed back to the Jade River Pavilion for more important discussions with Zhai Shen, commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Meng Yao tilted her head in confusion, unable to grasp the emotional shift in the bear cub, but she didn’t mind, as the bitter berry had also been found.

Precisely because of this, the director and screenwriter of the drama—Lv Jingzhe and Cao Yifang—had designed the scenes in a way that perfectly hit the sweet spot.

This beast was discovered by Han Long. At the time of discovery, the creature was still asleep in the tree. Han Long, seeking an opponent for Odin, struck down the large tree with a single blow, forcibly awakening the beast.

However, it was obvious that Chu Tian had succeeded. Upon hearing Chu Tian’s words, the bat recalled his elder brother who had died at Chu Tian’s hands, and immediately flew into a rage. With a shout, he drew a dagger from his bosom and charged directly at Chu Tian.

It turned out that when Feng Xi was nine years old, he ran away from home due to some conflicts and unintentionally wandered into a mountain range where he was attacked by a giant snake. Terrified, Feng Xi was ensnared by the snake, seemingly about to be devoured when a white fox suddenly appeared and rescued him.

“Let go of me,” Huan’er’s face turned pale, unable to bear the violent shaking and nearly nauseous.

“Task rewards or abilities must have appraisal effects to avoid risks; otherwise, it’s all a gamble. But only up to two cursed pieces of equipment can be worn simultaneously,” Yi’er said, perhaps just playing cute, but in truth she didn’t care about the penalty for failing the appraisal.

“It’s okay. Many years ago, I wished to be in this position on my wedding day. For me, this feels like a fulfilled wish, so please,” Huang Ling’s words left Jiang Li unable to object further, and the seating arrangements for the three were settled.

“…” Silence fell over the hall, broken only by the heavy footsteps and restrained breathing of the Demon Angel.

***

Xu Zhengping lacked Yang Rui’s awareness and merely consented as a formality before making a call.

Thus, Wang Chunfa asked the agency for help, hoping they could find an expert to accompany him. Coincidentally, Li Zhang was busy with my affairs at the time and took the opportunity to cast a divination for me.

“This is bad. You also have the key to the chest in my room. If you want the silver, just go get it yourself. No need to mention such petty silver to me,” someone said.

“Pfft!” The lightning sword truly pierced through. That spot was Zhang Tiansheng’s target, and he now easily tasted success, though he was still unaware if his attack had truly succeeded.

Yet Ling Tian showed no sign of letting go. His languid voice floated out, light and careless.

Black Hawk himself wielded peak sixth-grade strength, a master of his craft, and was hailed as the second prodigy in Snow Demon Palace in recent years to have a chance to break through to seventh grade before forty.

Killing intent gradually rose in his eyes—a genuine aura drawn from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, not the mere glare of a common bully. The fierce tiger, under Malong’s watchful gaze, anxiously wagged its tail. Its long fangs slightly angled toward Malong in a show of defiance.

“A banquet? What banquet? Would Haotian really be so kind?” Tai Xuan took the invitation, sneered, and casually opened it, his eyes scanning swiftly through the text.

Four retired super soldiers unleashed their full firepower, quickly reducing the remaining thirteen bioweapons on the field.

Of course, what came next was a nightmare for them. Overcome with nausea and vomiting under Dong Zhuo’s oppressive aura, they had no choice but to finish everything on their plates to survive.