Chapter 25

The cultivator was covered in wounds, clearly unable to withstand the assault of the ghastly entities, and had crushed his bamboo talisman to concede.

He had been pestered with such requests countless times recently—no fewer than ten, he reckoned. His son was the worst offender, pestering him daily for those demon and deity cards, much to the exasperation of Tsuchihara Daiki.

It was only her unexpected intrusion that triggered the opening of the first checkpoint, but the "Dragon Abyss," with its sophisticated design and complex mechanisms, did not open layer by layer. Silence returned as she was launched by a stone slab into the Spirit River beneath the abyss.

Having endured a succession of natural disasters, their magic was nearly depleted, leaving them little different from ordinary people.

Though this Lei Zhen was no longer a beast-kin, he could not truly be called a Behemoth either; for apart from a few unique traits representing their race, Behemoths are otherwise indistinguishable from humans.

Meanwhile, Orianna, who had been pinned beneath the tower, stepped out. With a gentle wave of her hands, a clockwork automaton landed precisely at Zed’s feet.

Regardless of their individual strength, these trial-takers were certainly broad-minded. One glance told them they could not afford their opponents any time to grow, or they would surely meet a death without a burial place.

As everyone in the arena kept their eyes fixed on the situation within the black mist, five minutes slowly ticked by.

Hearing this, Liao Dongfeng finally understood what those humanoid corpses had been searching for. They were looking for Ling Yue, the master whose prowess made Xuan Feng tremble with fear.

After leaving the grand theater, Chishang Zhenyi took his four wives out for a meal of traditional Japanese cuisine: a live-seafood feast.

After the meal, Liuli distanced herself from Zanmen, feeling that the Purple Jade Black Honey was a cultivation method unique to the Zanmen clan. Sighing softly, she gazed at Zanmeng.

He Jingcheng allowed Xu Damao to lead him into the house, fully aware that Xu Damao was deliberately trying to curry favor with him.

Without hesitation, Wattson threw a Poké Ball into the arena; a flash of white light followed, and a round Voltorb appeared.

As for how to borrow the power of the Earth, or what the logic and method of the seal were, Hiroyuki had no idea. He couldn't exactly connect to scriptwriter Taro Hayashi or series composer Takao Nakano to ask for an explanation, so he simply had to accept the plot point as a fait accompli.

"In a place like Tinder City, who knows when your son might die in battle? Better to stay with us—it’s safer," Scar-Dog said, setting down the steak in his hand and heaving a long sigh.

The northern part of Jingzhou was mostly flat terrain, which was a stroke of luck for them; otherwise, if the army had been divided by the landscape, it would have favored the enemy’s surprise attacks.

The three of them turned no one away and accepted all gifts offered. Of course, they had received malicious gifts, but the givers were always met with the trio's enthusiastic "gratitude" on the spot.

He poured two glasses of water, handed one to the factory director, and sat down on the sofa with his own, looking relaxed and at ease.

Both reacted instantly, sending out a wave of psychokinetic energy almost simultaneously. The lights in the entire building flickered out, only to come back on a moment later.

With a thousand-millimeter caliber and a firing rate of a million rounds, he felt fully confident in facing the so-called battleships of the Federation.

Guarding the forbidden ground had been the mission of the Zong family village for centuries. For this steward of the Xuanyuan family to arrive and demand change, he must have ulterior motives.

To restore Yu Ji to health, the residual toxins in her body had to be forced out. Any slight error would be perilous; if the toxic blood reached her heart, death would be inevitable.

Given their reputation in the underworld, this group certainly possessed extensive combat experience, yet Tan Qing’an, still a mere youth, showed not a hint of fear.

-1426. There was no sound of clashing metal; it was as if a sword made of sleeping water had sliced through rotten leather. With that single strike, Long Teng’s health bar was depleted. Long Teng’s eyes widened, his expression of shock and disbelief frozen on his face.

A dull ache pulsed through his empty mind, much like his first time getting drunk—beyond the throbbing in his skull, he felt nothing at all.

Zhou Yunyang had sent everyone back and was still waiting in the living room. It made no sense for the couple to keep blaming each other in the bedroom, so they hurried to the living room.

Tao Xueming looked shocked and immediately rushed over to pin Xiang Yuhang’s shoulders down. Xiang Yuhang, eyes fierce, pulled out his knife and struck again.

Canlong, who had been living independently and avoiding contact with the old man, had been returning to the company frequently of late solely to take Boss Dao for a check-up. He truly cared for this leader who had been like a father to him.

Upon entering, Tao Xueming saw Bao Zhipeng sprawled on the ground, with several men kicking him violently.

Lu Yuan could hardly believe his eyes. Liuli had betrayed him, and so silently—she was actually using him as a hostage.

"Hey, shall I give you an autograph? How about it?" Her voice was a little sharper, the tone perhaps higher-pitched from excitement.

Only someone who had reached his level of strength, having spent time studying the laws and countless times failing to grasp them, could truly understand the value of this sword.

Unlike mission worlds that calculated evaluations only after the final task was complete, this system settled scores after every individual task was triggered and finished.

Luo Shen glanced dismissively at the caller ID on the screen, decisively swiped to hang up, and then proceeded to block the number.

However, Pili Xianjing was no weakling. Seeing Ling Luye closing in, he immediately soared into the high air and fired a "Mingluan" arrow from above.

Gu Aochen sat on the sofa in the living room, already changed into a bathrobe. As he spoke, he looked directly toward her. Xia Ziyuan felt his gaze burning, whether because she had arrived too casually or because the clothes she wore had been grabbed at random from the closet.

"Li Mu, you should go first. I will resolve all of this. After all, as the client, I don’t want you to get hurt over something like this," Anna urged Li Mu, hoping he wouldn't stay here any longer, even if there wasn't much danger.

Li Mu thought to himself, "Come on, Officer, this is just too unfair." Though he was loath to admit it, Ouyang Yixuan looked ridiculously cute right now, making it impossible for Li Mu, who had intended to keep teasing her, to find a way to start.

Charles had been feeling down after hearing Morgan’s assessment of him when Ouyang called his name. He looked up, dazed, and saw a gleaming badge suddenly flying toward him.