Volume 1, Chapter 49: Slow Healing

The anticipated collision never occurred.

Jiang Huan passed through the ceiling as if made of air, continuing upward and floating straight through one neighbor's apartment after another above him.

These ordinary people, devoid of any spiritual power, seemed entirely oblivious to Jiang Huan, going about their own business quietly in the darkness.

"It seems the domain really does suppress human perception. When facing spirit-masters, even if that suppression is weakened, it can still create an advantage for me to a certain degree."

"Moreover, this domain is currently only at a low-level state. If upgraded to a high-level state, it might unlock even greater abilities."

Before long, guided by [Thousand Blades], Jiang Huan drifted up above the residential building.

He up...

As soon as Lan He appeared, a few brief words repeatedly threw the several men in black into a daze. These men in black were ordinarily formidable figures, yet now, their momentum was repeatedly crushed in front of Lan He, leaving their panic and confusion written all over their faces.

"Get lost! You bunch of sources of pollution, viruses! How could I possibly cheat? Don't project your own filth onto me!" I roared angrily.

Because these taboo-spirits had lingered near the sacrificial grounds for a long time, their bodies were tainted with countless breaths of the Underworld while they were alive. Therefore, the resentful souls they transformed into after death were far more powerful entities than ordinary ones. At least, they were not as easy to deal with as those creatures outside.

"That's right, let's go~" Her other arm was also grabbed by Xia Xue, who had run up to him. At this moment, Lange felt as though he were ascending to heaven.

Rody shrugged, glancing to both sides to discover that not far away, there appeared to be another noble's retainer troop, and their family was likewise not local to Avelta.

Meanwhile, the younger generation who had originally been sitting at this table stood up as if they had seen a ghost, vacating the entire table.

There is never a war that remains cool-headed until the very end—this truth had been completely cast to the back of their minds.

Once the revenues from Peach Blossom Spring Rain experienced a sharp decline, the blow to Peach Blossom Town's economy would undoubtedly be massive beyond measure.

Just then, another wave of commotion arose. Following closely, a clear and pleasant voice rang out: "Fifth Brother, you certainly are quite daring, actually making a move ahead of the rest to meet the beauty." The speaker was Ling Sen, dressed entirely in white and exuding an air of elegance and grace.

After winning the ring at auction, he originally intended to have it appraised by the veteran appraiser. Because the old appraiser was away wandering the four major cities at the time, the matter was delayed indefinitely. Later on, it was never brought up again. Just as everyone was about to forget this legendary heirloom, Liu Peng brought it up once more—what kind of surprise would he reveal?

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Phoenix Path belonged to the Phoenix clan, carrying the bloodline of the ancient phoenix within her, and was a Cyan Luan. Although the disciples she took in did not possess pure phoenix bloodlines, those who could receive her true teachings would naturally be exceptional, and her actual combat strength would surely surpass her mere cultivation realm by quite a margin.

The team members had just reformed their formation when they heard a rapid, thunderous clatter of hooves approaching from the intersection ahead.

A sharply cut-off sound made the Hu tribesmen even more vigilant, confirming beyond doubt that enemy forces had broken into their camp.

Yu Hao treated her with a cool detachment, maintaining a certain polite distance rather than being overly enthusiastic. Yet, it was precisely Yu Hao's unswerving sense of equality that made Rong Aichen like him all the more.

"Liu Ping, was it? Today, considering this young lady is completely unharmed, I won't call the police. But I will issue a critical notice about this incident within the industry, so you can figure out what to do from here on," Mu Liuhuan said coldly.

In his eyes, the weak should obediently obey rather than arrogantly believing they could shake the foundations of everything simply because they were weak.

The numerous ancient demonic souls immediately endured terrifying pressure. The devouring force emitted by the divine chart grew increasingly terrifying. Those remnant souls, already lacking the protection of physical bodies, were directly snatched away by the dreadful devouring force radiating from the chart.

Seeming to sense Chen Yun's formidable might, the ferocious rift in the center of the pitch-black tribulation clouds suddenly spat out a blood-red python of lightning, much thicker than before, its aura surging by more than double compared to the previous strike.

Then, she felt as though she had been thrown into a massive washing machine, tossed and churned dizzyingly by the currents. She only hugged Hua Sihai desperately, vowing to sacrifice her life rather than let go of him.

Everything fell back into silence, save for riderless horses that trotted restlessly across the grass, snorting softly as they circled their master, who could never move again.

He looked at me with an expression of sheer disbelief. Since my body had just recovered and my stamina had not yet returned to normal, I simply half-crouched and half-knelt on the ground to conserve my energy.

As the new destructive force acted upon Ancient Master Fa, he instantly let out a gasp and spewed a massive mist of blood.

Sour Donkey stammered incoherently, likely weighing his words in his heart, while those three men—having given Sour Donkey the slip this time—exchanged glances before doing something that completely exceeded my expectations.

A wave of overwhelming terror gripped her heart. Lin Yixue increasingly felt that this fellow Ling Wang might be faking his blindness; otherwise, how could one explain the scene of him rescuing her just moments ago?

Conservatively estimated, nine apartments could easily be worth around one hundred million a decade from now. Han Dong's heart skipped a beat as he calculated this—ten years from now, he would also be a billionaire! Damn it, he had become a billionaire just like that? Han Dong found it hard to believe.

"Brother Lei, I don't know when this cousin of mine will appear at the market, but I can guarantee you that he comes out to buy groceries every single Zhang Village market day. You don't need to worry about that," Huang Zhigao lowered his voice and said.

Of course, had Sun Qingqing not voluntarily promised not to leave the school grounds for the time being, eating and sleeping right there on campus, they naturally wouldn't have left either. Even so, they still left Wang Dafeng behind to keep an eye on the situation, ready to rush back without hesitation at the slightest sign of trouble.

A black shadow emerged silently from the distant darkness, wearing a black hood identical to Qin Tian's attire, and holding a pitch-black short sword that gleamed with a heart-palpitating chill.

The monster's aura was right behind this thatched hut; once they crossed through, they would be able to catch it and reveal its true form.

Squadron Leader Kondo was severely reprimanded by Colonel Oshima, prompting him to dispatch all available troops to maintain order in the county town.

Worse still, she might have just ruined Lord Feng's good deed. Ling Lingqi had a strong intuition that dark clouds were pressing down on her and she hadn't checked the almanac before going out.

They undoubtedly never expected that after beating the Ten Yama Kings to the ground, someone would still dare to jump out and stir up trouble.

When Zheng Qing spoke thus, Chunhua suddenly found it somewhat incomprehensible. She thought to herself: Master Zheng Qing wants to take away people from our Emei Sect based on just a few words—where does that leave Emei? Your Shaolin Sect holds a high status in the pugilistic world and is deeply revered, but you still cannot simply disregard the Emei Sect.

After finishing the roast duck in her hand to appease her hunger, Si Jinchen imitated Ling Lingqi and began sucking her fingers, savoring the salty and sweet sensation.