Chapter 57: "You know about bombs?"

"Here."

Chen Jiang did not reply, merely turning around to hand another grenade to Xu Kun.

Xu Kun naturally understood what he meant. Taking a deep breath, he suddenly hurled the grenade. Its landing spot was precisely just a fraction to the left of the previous impact point.

Fire flew in all directions, and the sound of the explosion echoed once more.

It seemed no different from the one before.

However—

Zhang Zihao, sitting in his wheelchair, was struck with utter disbelief.

Ye Xiaohan dared not imagine how worried and bewildered her parents would be a year from now when she and Chu Yifeng divorced, nor how she would face her solitude when the time came. Would she still have any path of retreat left?

The renovation worker immediately thought to call and notify Gong Ruixuan, while Ye Ningbai tightly embraced her child. Although it was not the first time Gong Ruixuan had suffered an episode, suppressing his condition immediately was a familiar and effortless task for her.

"Old man, these things are settled, but how are we supposed to survive?" Feng Yiyue could not help feeling a headache, remembering that the island had nothing on it except venom and poison. They were expected to live here for two years, not two days or two months—how could anyone survive?

This remark was like a thunderclap, leaving Zhang Shitao completely bewildered. Meng Xiangrui, standing nearby, also had a faint urge to stick up for him, but after a second thought, he realized he could not afford to offend this person.

Zhen Qianhan did not say much more about the matter. He felt that Pei Yiyue was right; it was still too much of a rush to jump to conclusions. It would not be too late to wait until Zhang Jing and Li Kun returned. If it truly turned out to be related to Du Cheng, then Duman would be their best card to play.

The three of them had just reached the back mountain when they discovered certain traces—someone had been here and had even lived in this place. Not daring to be careless, Feng Yiyue and her companions used their lightweight martial arts to leap from the side onto a stone platform beneath the cliff, and then slowly climbed along the platform halfway up the mountain. Seeing a cave halfway up, they exchanged glances and slowly moved toward the cave entrance.

Yet this time the situation was truly different. Someone was beside me, so Wuyou had no choice but to take my soul away.

Mu Yi came to a secluded spot and pressed his palm against the wall. Suddenly, a rectangular light screen lit up right where his palm covered, with scanning rays of light continuously sweeping across it.

Qin Yiruo, standing nearby, felt her eyes blur. In a daze, it looked as though Yun Jiyang and Xue Jun, the two brothers, were sparring and exchanging blows; the moves were unmistakably of the exact same lineage.

Song Yungang was so furious his lungs felt ready to burst. It seemed that Chen Yuanqing was intentionally trying to sow discord between the Emperor and the military generals. Holding a post in the Ministry of War, having once served as a Grand General leading these very troops, and commanding a certain degree of military power, if he were to further win the devotion of the soldiers, it would directly threaten the imperial authority. It appeared that today the Emperor was destined to fight an invisible and grueling battle.

"Mo'er, you cannot put it that way. The child has yet to come into the world. If I had let Yichun take contraceptive medicine earlier on, this matter would never have happened," Feng Xiye said as if it were only natural.

With a resounding "Bang!", Ouyang Shuangjue actually used his formidable internal energy to shatter the beam of Qi. While forcing Zhuo Fan back with a peerlessly cold and chilling punch, they themselves were also shaken by those two flashes of cold light, stumbling several steps backward to the side.

"Alright, have a taste! It smells as though it's going to be delicious!" Lin Sheng inhaled the savory aroma of the dishes and spoke.

"No, no, no, you've misunderstood. I'll go right now, I'll go right now." For some reason, as the drunkard spoke, the beads of sweat on his face seemed to multiply even more.

The smoke and clouds gradually dissipated, and the four super-powered individuals from the Alienated Earth had already vanished, leaving behind only a ruined battlefield.

If the negotiations had gone smoothly earlier, Lu Ying's arrival now would have allowed him to fully enjoy the domestic bliss of virtuous wives and concubines. Now that talks had broken down, upon seeing such a scene, Lu Ying would inevitably feel a pang of pity for Cui Zhenyi, and Bai Fuling's accusations would lose a significant portion of their effectiveness.

Xia Chan himself was certainly incapable of resisting the heavenly tribulation, so the experts of the Senluo Path would inevitably use all sorts of methods to help him withstand it. Helping someone endure a heavenly tribulation was an extremely perilous task. When the second heavenly tribulation arrived, that giant hand had no choice but to pull back, though Zhao Zhai believed that Lanyuan and Wu Tong might just have secured a sliver of survival.