586: Chapter 586 Shifting the Blame Eastward? Can Heavenly Tribulation Be Transferred to Someone Else?

At this moment, the scene inside the Primordial Grotto-Heaven appeared somewhat comical.

Immortal Venerable Shixi's ethereal and beautiful figure stood blankly in an open space.

In front of her was a massive pile of various heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Chu Sheng had tossed in.

Seeing Chu Sheng's consciousness manifest, Immortal Venerable Shixi finally snapped out of it.

Before she could even ask what was going on with all these items,

Chu Sheng impatiently threw out his questions regarding the Heavenly Tribulation.

"You mean Zhang Meng knows about Zhang Xin's house. Did she tell you the specific location of the house?" Finally reaching the main topic, Pei Feng began to probe indirectly.

"Wait a moment, I want to ask who your boss actually is?" Such a grand display forced her to be suspicious; besides, why was Gu Wenwen called over alone for the interview? She could have helped out as well.

Fang Ji noticed this person, Kui. She was dressed in white, her face obscured and hidden. The weapon at her waist looked like an "embroidery needle."

The group chatted for a few more moments. After the Emperor and Empress discussed the matters of returning to the palace, everyone finally left the Emperor's tent.

Lu Dan, who was lost in thought, didn't realize at all that Wang Mengmeng had already turned her head. Naturally, she also discovered that he was staring at her, studying her.

Chang Qing's accomplices began to speak, saying that since Ge Guangmu was no longer present, the one who could inherit the position of Sect Leader was Chang Qing. Back then, the Sect Leader was Xu Bai, who abdicated to Yun Feiyang. Now that Yun Feiyang had ascended, the position should naturally go to Chang Qing.

The cultivation technique Su Yue entrusted Su Yunhong to give to Su Xiyun was the one he believed was most suitable for her. After Su Yunhong took over, he even made some modifications to it.

"They looked very relaxed when they entered the imperial palace." Mu Xiang let out a sigh; this Fang Ji was much more composed than they were.

"I see this sweat isn't drying off, so I might as well treat you to some milkshake." Tan Zixun smiled, picking up the milkshake in his hand, reaching out to pinch Chang Fei's cheeks, and forcefully pouring the milkshake down his throat.

Upon hearing that Mengmeng was injured, Su Wanhong looked at Mengmeng anxiously. Seeing that he only had some fingernail marks on his hand and wasn't injured anywhere else, she immediately felt relieved.

In recent days, the King had been acting strangely, not allowing these young talents to attend court. It felt as if he had noticed some clues during the banquet.

She knew what kind of enemy Ding Hao would face three years later, so she would never waste Ding Hao's time.

"Stop shouting, what is this behavior! Everyone, back to the police station!" The police officer originally thought the crowding was just a misunderstanding and intended to mediate, but given the current situation, he could only bring them back to the station first.

During the process of contacting these remnant souls, Murong Ningyue also felt the joys and sorrows of countless people, which was a form of immense mental torture for her.

Midsummer, the window was open, and the bright moonlight shone in as the gauze curtains were blown up, bringing with it the sound of a flute.

Having witnessed Yunshuijian being consumed by nether fire, seeing her father die a tragic death, and watching her clansmen being eaten by evil spirits until only bones remained—now that the truth was revealed, she suddenly realized the person she had depended on for twenty years was actually the mastermind behind it all?

In recent years, the State of Yan had been caught between the Lyu family, Northern and Southern Qi, and the Great Tang, suffering quite a bit of bullying for no reason. This had also made the xenophobia of the Yan people extremely strong.

Four years ago, Cang Mo's strength was only at the Gold Realm. If this battle had taken place four years ago, Cang Mo wouldn't have been able to get close to Gu Dong before being slapped to death by him.

Just as the three of Lin Hongxiao thought they were certain to die, suddenly, with a series of clattering sounds, a black iron chain emerged out of thin air from the side, blocking the way in front of the three like a bolt of lightning.

Miaomiao came skipping back, handed her the phone that was already charged, and smiled mysteriously. She didn't say a word, just looked at her and smiled.