Volume 1, Chapter 41: Since you aren't coming to kill me, I'm going to come and kill you!

"Brilliant! Captain Wang's move just now was simply brilliant!"

After a moment of astonishment, Qin Yibai remained quite puzzled, only understanding the situation after scanning with his spiritual sense.

Having spent a night of tender intimacy with him, Yannian's aura had drastically changed. Seeing his confusion, she hurriedly reassured him, "I found this monkey a nuisance, so I previously placed a seal on its soul. It won't wake until I lift the restriction. Rest assured, it is very capable at running errands, and I have no intention of harming it. Allow me to adjust my clothes and shoes first, and then I shall wake it." With that, she stood up.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruyun could no longer hold back; he quickly grabbed Yannian's wrist and exerted a surge of true Qi, managing with some difficulty to suppress her fiery temperament. Upon seeing Yannian's fourteen Asura blades, the old man Gu wore a look of surprise. For a moment, his gaze flickered, and as he shifted his stance, a trace of doubt crossed his expression.

Both of them were witnessing such bizarre phenomena for the first time, and the might of the two was beyond their comprehension.

Song Siwei's hands holding the tray suddenly tightened, his fingertips instantly turning pale white, and the veins on the back of his hands bulging prominently, standing out sharply against his fair skin.

The moment the dragon shadow condensed into a lifelike state, its entire body suddenly trembled violently, and dense ripples began to undulate across the defensive barrier, resembling raindrops falling upon the surface of a lake.

He appeared rather nonchalant; a fine weapon ultimately depended on the wielder's own strength.

It wasn't until Nan Xi's eyelashes fluttered that Qi Jingqing snapped out of his trance, realizing he had been watching for so long that his legs had grown somewhat numb.

"It's nothing. I come over for meals every day, so it's only right that I do what I can to help," Fang the Iceberg replied with a slight flush on her cheeks while continuing to chop vegetables.

"Lord, right here!" exclaimed a man wearing a black round hat with the mark of a black eagle between his brows, speaking excitedly to the person beside him.

Although Shimakaze had a large appetite, she didn't get hungry easily even if she hadn't eaten her fill. Naturally, even with a change in diet, she felt no sense of discomfort.

Didn't they say it would capture the attention of the entire world? Wouldn't that mean appearing right in front of everyone and then stealing something in broad daylight under their very eyes?

Therefore, he had no choice but to bow his head, willing to resolve the enmity with Jiang Jichen while pulling out his identity as the Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Alliance to pressure him.

"This fellow seems far from simple!" The thought involuntarily popped up in Wang Hu's mind.

After they all vanished, Kong Yeyue and the others' eyes were filled with anxiety, and many silently prayed in their hearts, hoping that Yi Tianyun and the others would return safely.

Yet, until his feet touched the ground, he did not suffer a single attack. Grasping his long saber with both hands, he vigilantly watched the enemy forces retreating toward the inner side of the city wall.

The last time he failed to break down the Dragon Blood Life-Restoring Pill, it was because his control over his own medicinal flame was not strong enough, and the mortal fire was far too weak.

She took another careful look at Chen Han's expression, then pulled him along as she began walking off in some unknown direction.

Having said that, Jiang Jichen instructed Youlan to take out the Void Immortal Ship, and then they continued to pilot the vessel, flying toward the Qingyan Immortal Star.

Hou Xun felt somewhat helpless; such tendencies were indeed sprouting now. Zuo Liangyu and He Renlong were prime examples—disobeying orders, arbitrarily deciding on combat and defense strategies, withholding tax revenues, and plundering civilian assets. Yet apart from He Renlong being lured and executed by imperial decree, what other recourse was there?

"Amitabha, Patriarch, such indiscriminate killing and greed may provoke disaster. If the various Dao Ancestors return to hold us accountable, what shall we do?" Master Dinghui advised, pressing his palms together.

This was a cosmic race on the verge of extinction, and their origin was no longer traceable. Of course, one theory suggested that they were actually intelligent life forms originating from the solar system, who eventually migrated and left this star system primarily to escape calamity. Once upon a time, this race lived on Saturn's second moon.