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Having spoken, Xiao Chang no longer resisted the suction force. Stamping his right foot heavily on the ground with the spearhead pointing directly at the spot where the skeleton palm struck, his figure darted swiftly toward it.

Such a thing seemed impossible, yet since Fang Sheng said the enemy had arrived, the enemy naturally had arrived.

His gaze finally came to rest on the ancient tomb across the bridge head, the very place where Yulun was imprisoned.

He saw Diana floating in a state of unconsciousness within a spatial chamber. Through the wide glass walls, every single strand of her floating hair was clearly visible.

"It's useless. I have a rough idea of who 'he' is. The Spear of Destiny won't be of much use. Just keep this item safe, and that will be enough," said Lin Li.

Accompanied by a desperate scream, the surroundings returned to peace once more, and Liyuan's aura vanished along with it.

"Grandpa, I want to go to the hospital to visit Sister Miyin." Yoshida Ai's voice broke the contemplation of the two men. After a brief moment of thought, Yoshida Takao nodded in agreement, "Very well, I'll have someone take you." Whenever Yoshida Ai went out, Yang Yi and Yuanyuan would inevitably follow; they were the core bodyguards.

Sensibly sensing that something was amiss with his master, Wei Qiao looked closely at the broken floral stem. It was entirely emerald green, with oval, dark green leaves, and the remaining petals looked every bit like his master's Jade-Leaf Begonia—a very precious variety that could be used as medicine.

A one-versus-three situation, and with the opponents being three weapon artisans at that—no matter who it was, it would be difficult to have any certainty of victory. This was precisely why Wei Xianzhong had originally forced Gu Zhenlei to rebel and surrender; as long as Gu Zhenlei capitulated, the Golden Armor Absolute Formation would also lose its effect.

"That so-called secret recipe is actually corpse blood, and it's corpse blood from someone who has just died!" Zhuang Lan said, suppressing her revulsion.

Yet just a few days ago, he was merely a Martial Master. But now, in less than ten days, he had actually advanced from a Martial Master to a Martial King, which was truly incredible.

"Oh, right." The middle-aged man sat down, looked at the two of them for a moment with some hesitation, and handed over a business card.

They watched as that ball of light absorbed the vast majority of the energy, suddenly shattering into stardust-like radiance and disappearing without a trace.

Ye Yi, however, was losing his patience. He quickly grabbed Ye Hui's shoulders with both hands, turning her to face him directly.

Alas, with his current attributes, reaching the level of Wang Tianxing was already exceedingly monstrous.

What he did not know, however, was that the streak of red light within his cranium had transformed into a heaven-splitting axe, cleaving apart the chaotic region within his sea of consciousness with heaven-opening momentum. This caused his sea of consciousness to expand day by day, resembling a vast universe.

If such wild boasting had been uttered by anyone else, Chen Yi would have certainly dismissed it as childish nonsense. But this was Du Feng! The legendary figure who stood unfallen against the elite forces of the Wang family single-handedly, shot down fierce bandits from a speeding car, and reigned as the underground king of Yushan—every aspect of him concealed enormous secrets.

"No problem." Long Chen nodded slightly, took back his badge, and channeled his primordial energy into it. Long Chen's identity information immediately appeared on the badge. The young girl glanced at it, her mouth dropping wide open, completely ruining her image at that moment.

After having dinner with his family that night, Du Feng began to follow the news. As soon as the meeting adjourned that day, he directly adopted Li Youshi's proposal. However, Du Feng applied this proposal entirely upon Li You and his son: first creating a god, and then letting him plummet from the altar, allowing them to experience a pain far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Long Chen remained silent, his expression somewhat grave. The enthusiasm of these bidders for the Body-Guarding Dan far exceeded Long Chen's expectations, particularly the third steward of the commandery prince's mansion, who drove the price much higher with every single bid he made, clearly targeting the Body-Guarding Dan.

Although Mo Heze was quite dissatisfied with Ye Tang, he wasn't a bad person after all. Seeing that Ye Tang's words were very polite between the lines, it naturally became difficult for him to refuse.

The burning candle inside the room dripped wax tear by tear onto the candlestick, and Nan Qiang's breathing gradually grew steady.

A week later, the complete story surfaced on the internet. Somehow, public opinion gradually began to regain its sense of right and wrong.

"Brother Shen doesn't mix romance into his work; it's absolutely impossible for him to keep someone of the same type by his side. You're overthinking it." Cheng Mo crossed his arms, leaning sideways against the door frame as he looked into the art studio.

Fu Song remained silent throughout, lowering his gaze to observe Nan Qiang's expression. His eyes fell upon her chest, his brows suddenly furrowing before he quickly averted his gaze.

With that, Qing Tian stepped away leisurely with an arrogant stride, and the remaining class representatives followed closely behind her.

Ye Tang looked at the pills in her palm, poured them into her mouth, and swallowed them with water. She then obediently took the qi-and-blood-replenishing oral liquid he handed over and drank it down.

His words were entirely a delaying tactic. Li Shuoxi immediately looked toward Si Hengjin; although Si Hengjin maintained a fairly decent outward appearance, Li Shuoxi, who knew him well, could tell at a glance that Si Hengjin must have already been angered, noticing that Si Hengjin's hand seemed to be reaching for something in his pocket.

If he remembered correctly, this fragrance should be the culprit that caused him to have a misunderstanding yesterday.

In the dead of night, Nan Qiang was drinking floral wine in a pleasure house in Huan City. When half-intoxicated, Huaiqing kicked the door open in plain clothes.

As if in an instant, Qin Li, who was inside the pentagonal spacecraft, flashed through the endless expanse of space and plunged directly into Earth.

Zhou Wutong was instantly frightened out of his wits. The maze-killing array that he had originally been intimately familiar with suddenly became completely unfamiliar, no longer obeying his control. Instead, he had now fallen right into the trap of the killing array.

With two crisp cracks, one of the monk's arms instantly hung down, swaying limply as if devoid of bones.

The Five-Element Holy Pendant flashed with light, and a holy phantom projection emerged, its hands crossed to block ahead of Nalanxiu's wind-and-lightning onslaught.

The eyelids of that human eyeball had already been peeled back, leaving only the round iris glaring viciously, covered in bloodshot veins as if it had just been dug out of an eye socket not long ago, carrying an endless amount of grievances.

Hearing the words of the Fairy of Hundred Flowers, everyone's expressions changed drastically, a hint of horror surfacing in their eyes. No wonder this human-faced spider dared to attack ancient martial artists—it turned out to be a Grandmaster-realm spider.

In Li Yongle's imagination, someone generally referred to as "Brother Hu" should be the kind of person who was simple-minded with well-developed limbs, radiating a fierce, bandit-like aura. Yet this "Brother Hu" from just now didn't look like someone who lived up to such a title no matter how one looked at it.