Chapter 66: Ancestral Hall Confrontation—When is Silver Considered Tainted?

Before dawn, the resounding chime of a bronze gong pierced the silence of Shen Family Village, startling everyone awake.
"Open the ancestral hall—"
Patriarch Sun, the elderly clan head, shouted from the doorway, his voice hoarse yet fierce.
Household after household hurriedly unlatched their doors, villagers wrapping themselves in garments as they rushed toward the ancestral hall.
Two white lanterns hung before the hall, swaying violently in the biting wind.
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"The heavens and earth are re-evolving, and supreme cultivators are about to be born. This Emperor shall forge an eternal and indestructible hegemony," the man spoke, causing the void to tremble violently as his terrifying spiritual will roared.
After a whole day of bustling, various great sects delivered numerous ancient heavenly court buildings. Yang Tian gazed at them for a long time before nodding repeatedly; these structures were crafted from exceptionally rare refining materials and were virtually imperishable.
Sister Yu'er remained relatively composed, immediately taking out her phone to call an ambulance, while the rest of us joined forces to lift ULOVE onto the sofa.
Once the positioning and introductory action shots were completed, it was time for the shooting sequence. The choreography for this segment involved Jing Jian first unleashing a barrage from his assault rifle, emptying several magazines in quick succession before discarding the rifle and drawing the dual handguns from his waist. Naturally, the ensuing gun-fu choreography would be Qiu Zai's responsibility.
However, Jing Jian was no longer short of money; what he pursued now was power and discourse rights. Therefore, he could only choose to join one faction and annihilate all opposing forces.
Huabo glanced at Fairy Xiao, placing a finger to his lips to signal her to be quiet. Fairy Xiao was so awestruck by Huabo's slender, well-rounded finger that she clamped her mouth shut, her eyes tracking it like a spotlight. The rounded finger indicated that his hand was exceptionally smooth, appearing thoroughly sleek with soft, gentle contours.
Damn it, I knew it! This old immortal must be wearing some kind of heart-protecting armor. No wonder he was able to escape even after I hit his immobilization acupoint.
The rain fell so abruptly that You Luo and Yin Dayin looked up at the sky simultaneously. Sure enough, a massive sheet of ice was hurtling down, and tortoise-shell patterns covered the cloud layer. The cracks extended from the edge of the horizon straight to the top of their heads, transforming into a wavy line. With a deafening boom, the sky ruptured, and people plummeted down.
"Sigh, Yinluo, have you laughed enough? Aren't you afraid you'll laugh yourself into an idiot?" Looking at Shang Yinluo, who was still laughing heartily, Long Tian kindly reminded him.
Jian Ning gave her a reassuring look. While there wasn't an obvious reason to dispatch Fu Tianze, she held his fatal weakness—how could she possibly allow him to walk away step by step, calm and untroubled?
The people of the God-Thunder Clan are the final bloodline of the divine race; they are an exiled lineage, a lineage of sin and punishment!
Dongling Hui, still pondering the recent attack, suddenly realized that this was a place capable of threatening his very life.
What he said was true; he was indeed no worse than Long Tao, at least when it came to alcohol tolerance, because Long Tao was already dead drunk, while Na Ruitian and Hong Qing had long since collapsed onto the ground, fast asleep.
An unprecedented sense of overwhelming power welled up from within. Lu You had never felt so immensely powerful before, a sensation mirroring his state during the last trial on the desolate island when his physical body manifested its divine power.
At that very moment, raindrops the size of soybeans came pelting down with a crackling roar, and within mere seconds, the entire world was veiled behind a curtain of rain.
Sang Yangxiang frowned slightly, curious both about Shen Jie's medicinal pill and Liu Dong's upper limit of spiritual power.
"It is indeed this junior. Director Chen truly possesses a discerning eye to recognize me at a single glance." Qin Heng stepped forward, offering subtle flattery to curry favor.
Under such circumstances, the Feng family indeed dared not push things too far—at least not without obtaining conclusive evidence, they dared not simply eliminate Lei Chen. Otherwise, it would be a blatant slap in the face, a slap to the face of China itself, with consequences severe enough to render the Feng family unable to survive in the secular world.
"Lord's orders dictate that our whereabouts must remain strictly confidential!" Luo Tianjiao now had no choice but to invoke the other party's master, as she truly could not think of any better solution.