Chapter 47: The Childhood Sweetheart's Wish Challenge (8)

Of course one can run. When facing a powerful and unshakeable opponent, the only viable tactic is the thirty-sixth stratagem—running away is the best option. If there is no opportunity, create one and charge anyway.

"Later on, Mofeng, just charge straight toward the Black Arrow! The rest of us will cover you!" Chaotic Heaven toyed with the dagger in his hand, speaking to Fatty Mo beside him. At this moment, Mofeng's eyes were locked firmly on the Black Arrow; clearly, he harbored a deep, bone-splitting hatred for it.

Just as I thought, although the Vampire King was not yet completely dead, its soul had long since been reduced to a drifting state by the damage of the Soul-Shattering Sword. The vital signs sustaining its mighty physical body were merely the blood that had not yet drained away.

From his birth until now, he lacked any combat experience, which made him very prone to being taken advantage of.

"However, you are responsible for sending these people back right now," Lei Zhan said, gesturing toward Lord Deer Immortal and Lord Tiger Immortal.

This sword intent was akin to a domain-like martial might that instantly enveloped Lei Zhan, trapping him within a restricted zone.

Ignoring him, Lei Zhan swept his mind across the sack. Upon opening it, the zombies inside roared and lunged outward, immediately beginning to assault the bulletproof glass.

Pingyang City in Zhongzhou was located in the southern hinterland of Zhongzhou, backed by a solitary peak, overlooking the An River, and sprawling across thousands of miles of fertile land. It was exceptionally prosperous.

"Guards! Guards! What is going on? Where is the fire? Why is there smoke?" The operations chief shouted outward, still clueless about the situation.

Ze'er nodded. Following the instructions recorded on the jade slip, he pricked his middle finger and used a drop of blood to claim the Supreme Soul Sword. The moment this sword established a mental connection with him, an intense chill invaded his body, causing Ze'er to shudder with back-to-back shivers.

Enduring the torment of the sand was one thing, but having to withstand the bizarre and relentless torture of various monsters made the Old Man of the Mountain prefer fighting someone to the death over enduring this torment any longer.

Upon seeing this, Liu Jingyu knew that this Gu worm was definitely a natal Gu worm, though unfortunately, it was a secondary natal worm.

Withdrawn notes and slurred articulation, coupled with the effort of trying to use all his strength, using both hands against the floor to push himself up.

At the Black City gates, upon hearing Lady Xiao Sanniang's explanation and then catching the fervent look in the scar-faced man's eyes, Zhu Chenhuan felt as though his worldview had just been struck by a lightning bolt from the five thunders. Since when had he become such a prized morsel in the eyes of others, someone capable of surviving merely by selling his looks?

After nightfall, Li Jian brought over a large batch of meat skewers, all kept frozen in their homemade refrigerator, ready to be hauled to town the next day.

Watching Yanming frantically brainstorming solutions with the various demons through the projection, Zhang Nan matter-of-factly built another snowman that bore a seven to eight-tenths resemblance to the demon general Yanming.

At this moment, a voice echoed, "Xu Jia, the Dao of Speed, I challenge you to a battle!" This voice came from the central borderlands.

Zhang Nan had never expected that this war between the two races would claim no lives. The five sword-guard scouts who had fallen earliest were only the beginning; many more martial artists would perish. It was hardly surprising if some of the fallen were people Zhang Nan knew.

Yan Jianguo looked at Lin Liqing and, seeing her gazing at him with a smile, felt a stir in his heart and curved the corners of his mouth to match.

"Senior Sister, go back and report to the Peak Master that Lu Yunzhong slaughters disciples indiscriminately and is guilty beyond pardon; he should be expelled from the Xuantian Temple!" Xuanye stood unflinching, pressing forward against the wind.

"Patriarch Yagyu, out of lingering respect for you as the head of one of the four great families, I will give you two choices now. Either we start fighting immediately, and I have our three families gang up on your single family until your entire Yagyu clan submits; or you sit down right now and listen to me outline my plans for the next four years," Fengxian said domineeringly.

"Satisfied, extremely satisfied, couldn't be more satisfied!" Chen Meiyun beamed from ear to ear, feeling certain she would suffer from insomnia tonight.

Sanya was now half-trusted as one of their own; from this day forth, uprooting the divine traitors within the World Nexus would depend on her.

"Greetings, Grand Magistrate." Suppressing an internal sigh, Zhang Shaogong hurriedly bowed to Ying Cheng. It was not that he genuinely wished to offend the Marquis of Jingyang, but rather that Ying Cheng was forcing him to personally oversee the demolition of the Marquis of Jingyang's illegally built perimeter wall and command the Imperial House Agency to tear down the illegal structures.

Backed by Zhang Danv's help, Zhao Chunxiang and Sun Shaolin had struck it rich, and naturally, they felt boundlessly grateful to her. At the family banquet, they showed the utmost respect to Zhang Danv as well as her younger brothers and sisters.

These two figures separated, intentionally or unintentionally blocking our path to the cave entrance. Together with the gigantic skull phantom directly opposite them, they formed a complete encirclement, trapping the few of us dead in the middle, looking for all the world as if they were afraid we might flee.

That single battle made my master famous overnight, establishing him as a renowned master across a dozen villages and hamlets, but those are tales for another day.

Seeing Matsuda's hand gesture, the members of the Matsuda family carried numerous sets of chakra armor into the arena from both sides, arranged them in two rows, and quietly retreated.

This cataclysm did not seem to be cleansing humanity, but rather driving humanity toward absolute annihilation. The number of these monsters was likely no less than that of humans, and they were generally immensely powerful. As for how to gauge their strength tiers, there was temporarily no clue.

What manner of existence were the Twenty-Four Heavens divine artifacts? To seize Mount Yuxu, the demon race had paid a tremendous price: not only was the Demon God severely wounded, but they had also lost four great demon kings and countless primordial-realm fierce beasts. Even though Emperor Wu of Zhou's cultivation realm was no lower than the Demon God's, seizing the Kunlun Mirror was no easy task.

Calculated this way, for Gao Feng, whose astral power limit was a mere 1,012 points, a single astral power pill was rather wasteful. But for Li Wushuang, who possessed tens of thousands of astral power points, the recovery provided by a single astral power pill was far less significant.

Only someone like Zhaoyv would harbor such thoughts... A Myriad-Transformation Herb... a top-tier faction probably could only procure one or two in a century, and aside from direct descendants, they would never bestow it upon outsiders.

The moment the words "bird-man" left his mouth, a towering rage instantly ignited in the eyes of the Liyue Supremacy. This was the first time anyone had ever dared to insult her so publicly in broad daylight.