Chapter 26

The Daoist Ghost Machine felt unfathomable, leaving one completely unable to discern his true intentions. By noon, Lu Feng had already achieved a fruitful harvest, with his jade slip recording a score of one hundred and eighty.

Chu Feng smiled and, with a flick of his wrist, hurled Li Yunfan toward the giant stone statue. To transform into light, one must trigger the latent genetic power within the body while under extreme psychological stress; this was the true reason why Daigo Madoka suddenly transformed into a beam of light during a plane crash, merging into the stone statue to become Ultraman Tiga.

Demon Eye glanced at Demon Night, knowing he could only offer assistance this once. He accelerated his strikes, determined to seize the crucial moment to shatter his opponent, realizing that this man was truly an anomaly. The lion demon’s demonic aura surged wildly as he licked his lips, his gaze filled with malice.

Had it not been for the genuine kindness shown to him by the proprietress of the Apricot Blossom Inn, he likely would have defected to the Grand Prosperity Inn across the street long ago along with the other staff; his decision to stay was primarily out of gratitude. Yet, at this very moment, she found herself completely restrained by Lin Fan, unaware of what awaited her next.

"Brother Yan, you've finally come out! Mengmeng missed you so much, so very much, so much..." Shi Mengmeng hugged Li Yan’s waist tightly, pouring out her heart in his arms as if in a trance. Her voice choked with sobs, and her eyes turned red, on the verge of tears.

The creature realized that Li Yan was merely using him as a sparring partner for his martial arts. Furious and pale with rage, he found himself utterly helpless against Li Yan. The people sent to intercept were all slaughtered by Qin Yu, and their identity tokens served as the evidence.

During this exchange regarding the business of the liaison office, General Manager Tao displayed many strange behaviors that suddenly caught Lan Yu's attention. His actions were not what one would expect from a leader solely focused on company performance, yet it was impossible to pinpoint exactly where the problem lay.

"Sniper!" Ye Zhen finally realized there was a sniper on the opposing side, though he could not yet locate him. It was clear to everyone that she was not crying for the Fire Demon Lord, but rather releasing years of accumulated humiliation.

Shi Xiaofeng felt slightly awkward but raised his cup and downed it in one gulp, thinking to himself that since he was likely immune to all poisons, he might as well pop two more fruits into his mouth.

My classmates and I were at a loss for words, listening in silence as the company commander recounted everything regarding the political instructor. My spirits sank even lower, realizing the full extent of my own transgressions. Previously, I had held a sliver of hope for leniency, but it now seemed impossible.

The five of them moved on tiptoe into the bamboo forest. Though there was no path, the ground was relatively level, covered in fallen bamboo leaves. A careful look at the debris scattered across the arena revealed weapons everywhere—swords, blades, clubs, staffs, and bows and arrows.

The main forces of the Hu’an Mountain Shen clan, the troops under General Zheng Rong of the Zhidu naval fleet, and the remnants of the Ran, Gong, and Yu clans successfully abandoned their boats and waded ashore. They stumbled across the beach toward the entrance of Longxi, where they were met by Zheng Cong and Fan Dang, commanders of the five-hundred-man Hu’an Mountain infantry who had been lying in ambush.

Gina knew that Detective Flaney must have known her mother's whereabouts. Yet, Flaney spoke in circles, refusing to give Gina a straight answer, leaving her to wonder about his true motives. Qiao Long’s eyes were filled with bloodthirsty excitement. This time, he was absolutely certain that Yun Changkong would never be able to escape.

Chen Haoran quickly fled the surgical office building, reached the entrance of the surgical inpatient ward, and dialed Liu Xin’s mobile phone. After clarifying the basic situation, he hung up.

The next morning, Xue Lengyu always found herself tucked in bed. Often, after she woke, Zhan Fengsong would have already organized the thoughts he had gathered throughout the night for her to choose from, having already instructed the servants to prepare breakfast before heading off to handle his own affairs. Xue Lengyu was momentarily stunned by his retort and couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You like me? Can't I just change that?"

He wanted to send someone to help her through her postpartum period, but she adamantly refused, burying herself in the quilt and weeping. Mu Sijue glanced at Xu Youning, weighing whether or not she was willing to let others know about her blindness.

A surge of pure energy drifted in with the sea breeze, seeping into Xing Tian’s pores. He felt as if he had consumed a ginseng fruit; every pore on his body opened, and he felt an urge to roar toward the heavens in pure comfort. Naturally, Xing Tian would not teach her. In his eyes, the people of this world were all barbarians—except for his own family. How could barbarians possibly learn the cultivation arts of Huaxia? Xing Tian would never reveal the secrets of his internal energy, and as for Ye Qiu’s pestering, he dodged it whenever he could—and if he couldn't dodge, he simply ran.

Caesar and Ruilin were not the least bit panicked, as if they had been prepared for this. Who else could it be but Elmar, the top-ranked fighter on the Heaven Spirit List, known as the God of Guns?

Chen Yu glanced at the young man, noticing an innate air of arrogance about him; he clearly hailed from a wealthy family, as his clothes alone were worth a fortune.

"I am a failure! What face do I have left to appear before her? Everything is too late; it cannot be undone."

"Zi Feng, Zi Feng..." The Purple Emperor called out twice, finally pulling Zi Feng back from her wandering thoughts.

"Purple Emperor, is it true that you fought a King-level expert for nine rounds without losing?" Qing Yan asked.

Afterward, they flew toward Cloud Gate Peak. It was not out of the way at all, as they had to pass in front of it regardless; it only cost them a little extra time.

"Jun Nuo, I am here. I am right here," Chu Xin hurriedly gripped Jun Nuo’s hand again, and the furrow in Jun Nuo’s brow slowly smoothed out.

Looking down from the sky, the ancient city of Damascus, once built on the slopes of Mount Qasioun and known as the "Garden of Man" and "Paradise on Earth," was now nothing but a pile of shattered rubble. The radiation levels at the city center were so high that even the bald eagles refused to approach.

Xu Chuan was naturally unaware of this, but he knew very clearly that he was being watched.

The person at the door seemed to have spotted Si Ping through the crack. "Si Ping, open the door. It’s Ming Xuan." Ming Xuan stood at the door with extreme patience; after all, these were extraordinary times, and caution was justified.

With the Yin Silk Blade in hand, Chen Yuan simultaneously fired three spiritual energy pellets. Facing a powerful enemy, he skipped the flashy preliminaries and went straight for the killing blow.