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It was precisely by relying on this fragment of the Flesh-and-Blood Mirror that Xu Hao was able to survive the prying eyes of "Wumo" when he first teleported to the Vermillion Bird Star.

Of course, this also had much to do with the fact that these two teams were aiming for a high draft pick in 2003.

Xie Le shook his head helplessly. When he first saw Wang Tian, he had thought this young man would be easy to handle, but it now appeared he had been far too simplistic. Though Wang Tian looked young, he acted like a seasoned veteran.

This amount of money was certainly not insignificant to an ordinary family, but for the grand task at hand, it was truly not much—or rather, it was far too little.

That large-scale "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" from over a decade ago was likely Hela’s first major operation.

A whistle blew, and an officer stood tall, raising his right hand high. A squad of soldiers immediately broke away from the marching formation and stood in three rows on the open ground to the side.

He decided that even if he were mocked by the media and experts, he would never mention Yao Ming again. There was no helping it; the Houston media doted on Yao Ming far too much, unwilling to let him suffer even the slightest grievance. It was torture, and it was better to keep his distance from this ancestor figure.

"Heh..." Jiang Yi was right; she had been too busy being angry at Yan Shiyang to consider any of these issues.

She shook her head lightly, tossing her seaweed-like long hair behind her, then donned a bathrobe and stepped out in her slippers.

"You are too kind, too kind!" Tang Maode wanted to say something sophisticated to match the tone set by Yu Niang and the others. However, after struggling for a long moment and finding nothing, he had to settle for a cliché.

To have food, one must have silver. Without silver, even a hero like Qin Qiong would be forced to sell his horse, enacting the tragic end of a hero. As the saying goes, a single copper coin can stump a hero; that is the truth of it.

Xie Bi could not answer, his heart feeling unusually heavy. Yet, as soon as he stepped into the middle, he received two slaps across the face—one on the left, one on the right. Neither was delivered with great force, but both were filled with the righteous indignation of the two who struck him.

The two had only run a few steps when a "crack" echoed—a window lattice had shattered. Immediately after, a figure flashed into the hall. In the bright candlelight, it was clear that the intruder was none other than Dongfang Hongri, the Master of the Justice Hall.

Diaochan still refused to admit that Xu Zijian was her father, yet blood is thicker than water. Having arrived at the burial site of her biological father, how could she not be moved by the scene?

Yet, even this indestructible Imperial Capital began to disintegrate under the sweep of the energy ripples. Countless cultivators perished in an instant, turning into specks of starlight, returning to the void as the most fundamental energy particles.

The Monkey's words caused everyone present to glance at him. While they admired his courage, they felt more pity. Everyone knew that Zhunti was notoriously vengeful; by offending him this way, the Monkey would have a hard life ahead, if he could even survive today.

Bald Qiang did not hesitate for a second. He flung the dagger in his hand, and it whistled through the air. One of the masked men looked in disbelief at the blade embedded in his chest as bright red blood spilled from the corner of his masked mouth.

The Black Dragon flapped its wings, took flight, and slowly accelerated toward the south. On the ground, the Phantom Archers had just finished off the Dragon Spearmen and the Sun Archers. Because the two units had attacked separately, it had taken quite some time.

Xu Yun opened his attributes. His original spirit had recovered to 12 points, matching his original intelligence. If not for the bit of original spirit he had gained when he occupied the Star Axis in the Dragon Kingdom, his spirit would likely be lower than his intelligence now.

In the warm room, Yun Gu had regained consciousness. Pale and weak, she leaned against the soft couch, a faint smile appearing in her eyes.

Wang Jue clearly felt the suction force increasing as he drew closer to the chrysanthemum of the stone statue. In an instant, his vision went black, and he was pulled inside.

Three years ago, the five young supreme beings of the Immortal Realm were filled with arrogance, boasting that they would achieve immortality in Xuanzhou in three years... As it turned out, too many things had happened during those three years.

The people speaking were Zhao Yan and Xiao Qing. At that moment, the airplane had been pushed out from the thatched shed in the corner of the shipyard to be assembled in the open air. Zhao Yan had to stand under the scorching sun to inspect the fuel tanks and pipelines to prevent any accidents during the test flight.

Looking out, the place was entirely barren. If not for the abundant spiritual energy, she would never have linked this place to the Upper Realm; it was clearly nothing more than a desolate mountain wilderness.

As we were walking, Zhang Wuxing suddenly shouted, "Aiya! What is this!" I hurried over to him, and in the light of the torch, I saw that his trousers were covered in a greenish-yellow, sticky slime.

Hou Jian’s body plummeted toward the ground. After snapping another large tree, he slammed heavily into the foot-deep layer of rotting leaves.

"We’ve booked a restaurant nearby, let's go together." Qing He lifted her chin slightly. She did not appreciate An An's praise, and even her invitation felt condescending.

The battle in the high sky did not last long before Wang Dingtian and the others could no longer hold their ground and retreated.

Although An An did not know how he had offended her, he knew she was clearly looking for trouble, so it was best to leave quickly. He squatted down to pick up the fragment and turned to leave.

"Right, since the exit tunnel is open and the Demon-Suppressing Sword is still suspended in the air, even if the evil spirits and ghosts remain, they won't dare to come out. Let's set off as soon as the sun rises." Hasler nodded readily and said, "Then let's get some rest early!" before dragging his exhausted body toward his tent.

Yang Hui's choice of words was truly too much for Qin Jiu to bear. What did he mean by "unable to let go"? It sounded as if she were about to die.

We ordered some drinks and began to drink. Ding Shui Shui had been to bars before, but she had never touched hard liquor. This time, she specifically ordered the strongest spirits; she must have been in a truly terrible mood.

In particular, the experts at the high levels of the Dao Palace Realm were nearing perfection in their soul-refining and void-returning practice. Their souls were profound, and even without the protection of soul-defense artifacts, it was difficult to shatter them.

Thinking this, I felt even more dejected. I had originally thought that by saving Feng Chengcheng with my identity, she would certainly change her opinion of me.

The three of them walked out of the judgment hall side by side toward the main gate. The Lin family was still making a racket, and their gazes toward Fang Yuan were still unsettling, but they dared not take any further drastic actions.

Even the ninety thousand students who had fallen into a deep coma were awakened by the tolling of the bell.