Chapter 52

"What!" Everyone was immensely surprised upon hearing this, wondering when Wufeng's spiritual power had surged to such heights. As they were speaking, Wufeng arrived with Wuran.

Meanwhile, within the Myriad Immortals Formation, the Master of Tongtian also learned of the arrival of the sage from the West. He furrowed his brows slightly, lost in thought. Even so, he instructed all his disciples to maintain their defensive formations and await the disciples of the Xuanjiao to break the formation.

"So? How do you plan to compensate me? With your position as a Heavenly Lord?" Kunsuzi smiled and said.

"Fine." Jun Nongyue was truly unceremonious; she directly took off her outer garment, rolled up her sleeve, and stretched out her arm in front of Qi Liuyue, looking pitiful.

"Want to try?" The moment the second word fell from Yin Shaojie's lips, before anyone could see his finger press the trigger, a bullet zipped through the air and struck Dylan's hand.

"Evacuate entirely!" Yuheng abandoned his reckless hesitation. As long as there is life, there is hope; sooner or later, the secrets of this place could be uncovered.

Yet no one retreated on account of this. Deprived of their longswords, they still possessed a pair of fists capable of channeling internal energy, and they could use their heads, their teeth, any part of their bodies to attack the enemy. With their lives, they composed the most heroic and tragic battle hymn.

True to its reputation as an elite academy, Shangde boasted a vast campus, more than spacious enough to accommodate the students of both schools.

Out of a total of three thousand core disciples, over twenty-five hundred had registered to participate in this selection.

She was not particularly fond of such a personality, but fortunately, she was merely here for advanced studies and would leave eventually.

Ye Manjing found Manyu's words extremely agreeable, and coupled with her sincere tone, she was already inclined to believe her by half.

Although handling Tang Shuai's corpse would stir up considerable controversy, the Sima family had weathered numerous storms recently, and Sima Kui had already solidified a lofty position within the clan. Under normal circumstances, no one dared to gossip.

Ruyue smiled and said, "Alright, let's cut the cake first." Qiyue handed an elongated dining knife to Qiyue.

Even if it was just a medicine shop, and even if the medicines she produced were exceptionally miraculous and effective, would he actually go and compete with her over it?

Although the voice was not very loud, everyone present was a practitioner with acute hearing, ensuring not a single word was missed.

Meanwhile, the mechanical mosquitoes and mechanical centipedes that had previously lost the soul-consciousness control of the Insect Emperor were revived under his tampering, obeying Liu Xing's every command.

The courtyard of the Qingyun County Government office was exceptionally vast. Within ten seconds, Zhao Changjun accelerated his car up to two hundred, circling the courtyard like a roaring beast.

"Understood! If those two dare to act thusly, we shall purge our sects!" Jieyin and Tongtian nodded in unison.

Mammy Ning sighed again, and a commotion arose outside. Xiuqin had already brought everyone from Han Yun's quarters.

Activating his spiritual power without any conscious effort by Qiyue, he suddenly discovered that his spiritual world had lit up, as if his soul had manifested in another dimension. Everything around him became exceptionally clear, and the place where this spiritual power appeared was precisely about a hundred meters up in the primeval forest.

"What I want is very simple: give me Liu Xiyuan's body." Feng Junyi finally revealed his true objective.

At the mere thought of the expression Long Tianyang wore when he leaned against the sofa and uttered, "You're going to marry me sooner or later anyway, getting the certificate sooner or later makes no difference," Liang Jing's anger flared up once more.

Mo Xingchen hurled a thunder-fire stone, barely managing to blast away several giant mutant creatures that had swarmed around him. But just as he intended to use his lightness skill to escape, some damned thing grabbed his ankle and dragged him forcefully to the ground.

The last time Yun Nuo saw her at the hospital, it was only her profile—or to be precise, she hadn't seen her face clearly at all.

Xu Huanyan was naturally blessed with a cold-toned, beautiful face; even when she smiled, it exuded an innate aristocratic arrogance.

A deep purple figure slowly appeared on the third-floor railing. Holding a hand warmer in one hand and a paper fan in the other, he narrowed his elongated eyes and gazed at the people below.

Though Night Si was their biological father, in their hearts, Bai Mo was just as much their biological father.

Running into them at the hospital twice in a row, Yun Nuo couldn't help a bitter smile in her heart; it seemed even the heavens wanted her to leave.

Meng Qingyan was dressed in a searing red, a shade so vivid it pierced the eyes. The eunuch could barely keep his footing. Steadying himself, he reminded himself that she was no longer the once-formidable, tyrannical Poison Empress of the Divine Radiance era; the Prince Regent no longer favored her, and she no longer dared to stir up trouble as she once did.

Upon getting into bed, Song Yuan realized that it contained a jade pillow for dispelling summer heat, covered with a thin sheet of snowy silkworm silk.

However, after experiencing certain events, he certainly did not believe that Mo Ran was a troublemaker who provoked trouble everywhere. Yet allied soldiers wanted his life, and by extension, he was subjected to attacks as well.

"This battle..." Mo Ran hesitated. Because this was clearly a simulation exercise for the inner circles of the God race, and humans knew very little about God race history. Now, General Zuo Ruihong seemed to have forgotten the existence of someone like him—a Quilo—and directly had Mo Ran participate in such history.

The Blue Sea Imperial Palace Hotel was hosting celebrities for the first time in all these years. Lotus Corporation had arranged the other party's accommodation here without charging a single penny.

"Admit to what? I am Hu Yuelan, alright!" Hu Meijiao seemed to be making a final struggle.

Chen Guoxu was indeed the key to dealing with Shubei Real Estate. According to Black Cannon, Chen Guoxu's father, Chen Shichang, had actually been buried alive during a forced demolition, though whether it was intentional or accidental remained unknown.

"Uh..." Lin Yichen also slammed one foot to the ground, stabilizing his retreating steps at the fifth pace.

As Molan spoke, tears streamed down her face. This was not a pretense, nor was it meant to prove to the four guys how deep their sisterly bond was. The depth of their bond required no explanation to anyone, nor any judgment from outsiders.

Yuan Hua looked at Gao Sen. He knew this fellow too well; the man was a typical hooligan who always had loyalty on his lips, putting on a front to your face while plotting to stab you in the back the moment you turned around.

Luo Li's cold, crisp voice echoed endlessly in the empty hall. The rainwater under the eaves poured down in a rush, and a clap of thunder seemed to erupt from flat ground.

Only at times like this would Situ Xiangyu lose his composure like this, purely because he didn't want his younger sister to become dependent on any man other than himself.

The inner demon was something his master had told him about in his past life; very few people could overcome their inner demons. Only once an inner demon was conquered could one's spiritual power break through the Grandmaster realm and reach the legendary domain.