Volume 1, Chapter 31: Cen Sen's Team

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It was not long before Yu Yingqi’s chief of staff arrived before Qin Feng, accompanied by Liu Jianguo and two guards.

“You don’t like me? You certainly are direct. Never mind—I don’t like you either. So, when are you leaving?” Shalu leaned against the rock and chuckled.

Everyone in the world knew how much weight those rankings at Qitian Academy carried. No one had broken them for countless years, yet now a freak of nature had appeared and shattered three rankings at once.

Even he himself had no idea how powerful his physical body was. With innate primordial yellow energy and chaos energy forged afterward, his body had become extraordinarily abnormal.

The youth division had originally been rather dull, but Trunks and Son Goten’s participation had made it considerably more interesting.

A Saint was an even more insurmountable chasm. Before that gulf, attacks below the Battle Saint level were completely incapable of causing him any real harm. As for seriously injuring him, that was even more distant and unrealistic.

The true storm was gathering. Throughout the Eastern Region, every sect and great religious order had set out over the past day or two, assembling their elites and heading for the cities surrounding the Forbidden Blood Mountain. Even the Purple Yin Sect and the Evil Escape Sect were no exception. Having suffered heavy losses this time, both sects had placed their hopes on the Forbidden Blood Mountain, intending to reverse their decline in one decisive stroke.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” Arrows fell like rain as shells exploded. Rubble, flames, and blood covered the entire city wall of Isfahan. The most brutal battle had begun.

Tang Sanzang leaned on his Nine-Ringed Tin Staff as he watched the scene, sighing inwardly. He had never imagined that the venerable Grand Supreme Elder Lord would die just like this.

Although the war had been lost and they could no longer withstand the Ming army’s assault, that did not mean Duke William and Duke Tribweiss would remain where they were and wait for death. They had no intention of becoming prisoners of the Ming army either.

The God of War King no longer wore the relaxed expression he had at the beginning. A trace of solemnity had replaced it. He had discovered that Ye Chu wielded every martial technique with effortless familiarity, leaving not the slightest trace to follow. From that, he knew that Ye Chu had already forged his own path in the martial arts.

An old man sat in the driver’s seat, his head resting against the back of the chair as though he were asleep.

There was nothing he could do. Not only had less than twenty percent of his strength remained, but even at the peak of his power, he would have had no intention of stopping Ye Chu now.

There were several hundred of them. Few might have been especially powerful, but every one of them had encountered his own opportunities, and they were all professionals who made their living robbing and killing.

The shock waves produced by the three men’s power gradually dispersed. At the center of the waves, a figure appeared, looking utterly battered and disheveled. It was none other than the God of Destruction.

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If there were usually more than ten thousand Demon Immortals, then there had to be Great Demon Immortals in this domain as well. It was impossible for there to be only that many Demon Immortals in charge; there might even be more than one or two Great Demon Immortals.

“Suzanne, how can you do this?” Hagen, who had behaved himself for a while, leaped up in fury.

“Hmm?” Baal frowned and instinctively turned his head. A look of keen interest immediately appeared on his face.

“Who exactly was there? Don’t rush. Take your time and try to remember.” Seeing the mercenary’s expression, Ling Xingyue was anxious to learn what had happened, but she did not want to pressure him too much.

Yang Mingcheng actually held a fairly high position in the Lin family. He had done a great deal for them over the years, and even the eldest young master placed great trust in him.

Ye Fan and Bai Xuansi were both peak innate deities, with strength approaching the perfected early Purple Abode stage. They could even fight someone in the mid-Purple Abode stage. Could a single sword strike formed by merging with the Lotus of the Dao really force both of them back?

When Lu Sheng thought about how others relied on talent to break through while he relied on Deep Blue to assign points, he felt inexplicably unbalanced and sour.

Ye Ji, dressed in a dark black imperial robe, strolled leisurely along the streets of the Old Land. His tall, slender figure and striking appearance made him resemble an exiled immortal descended to the mortal world.

Quite a few people in the county were paying attention to the ecological tourism project. If the venture failed, Gong Ruhai would become the laughingstock of Yundu’s official circles.

While working at the Meteorological Bureau, Song Qingyun had heard more than once that Deputy Director Kong Xin was about to become director of the Urban Construction Bureau.

The black-scaled, red-eyed serpent silently drew closer. It then saw Wei Li and Wei Qingli sitting opposite each other inside the prison, speaking together in hushed voices.

Luohu gradually began circulating the power of the Myriad Gods Formula. Golden chains had already cinched deep grooves into the earth-ranked Flamewing Armor covering his body.

Qiu Chen did not say a word. He merely gazed toward the doorway with a dull yet solemn look in his eyes and slowly shook his head.

After hearing this, Yao San laughed despite the pain in his wrist. “Upholding justice on behalf of Heaven…” Had he been watching too many plays?

“Then I suggest, General, that we eliminate every fortress belonging to the Dingling, deliberately leave the Xianbei fortresses untouched, and send Murong Bao back beneath the walls of Ye to be returned to Murong Chui.” Xi Jian’s casual proposal made everyone’s eyes light up.

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Xu Ziling quickly lifted his own cup and tested the water’s temperature. Then he hurried to the bathroom, gently patting An Rou on the back with one hand while holding the cup where she could easily reach it, waiting for her to finish vomiting so she could rinse her mouth.

Before long, fans dug up candid photographs of Xu Youlan, who had supposedly been replaced in the role. Although no definite news of the recasting had emerged, Xu Youlan’s appearance had indirectly confirmed it.

After ending the call, he turned to look at the dazzling lights outside, dialed a number, and called it.

Lu Yue changed her tone and coaxed Chenxing. “A-Xing, don’t worry. We can have the Second Prince make inquiries first, then come back and discuss everything carefully.”

This former member of the Akatsuki, known as the executioner Cold Crow, did not seem nearly as frightening as expected. He even looked somewhat cute.

“He was still holding that boy by the arm. They looked very close!” An Rou’s eyes remained filled with worry.

“Oh, so even our great heartbreaker has been rejected by Zhong Miaomiao? Are you admitting that your charm isn’t enough?” Han Junzhe teased.

Had this been the cultivation world, Ling Xiao would not have needed to dodge at all. A single glance would have crushed his opponent to death.

Although Grandpa could hardly be called a qigong master, he had practiced for decades, and his breath control was far beyond that of ordinary people.

In the corridor, Gao Heng took the USB drive from his subordinate. Turning around, he saw Tang Sichen walking toward him and gave him a slight nod before knocking and entering the suite opposite.

Jiang Ning had commissioned her to retrieve the paternity test results. She only needed to open the envelope to learn Xue Mei’s true identity.

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