Volume 1, Chapter 53: You Are Nothing Much After All

The delicate long sword stabbed straight into the thick wall, instantly punching a hole through it.

"You dodge pretty fast!"

Suddenly! Liu Zhiyue discovered with astonishment that the opponent's spiritual power fluctuations had vanished!

However, her reaction was extremely swift.

A field of rose gardens unfolded behind her, and within a mere split second, it engulfed her entire bedroom!

A streak of unmaskable blackness appeared particularly glaring within it!

"What a peculiar domain!"

This was the first time Liu Zhiyue had ever witnessed anyone managing to silently sneak into her home by virtue of a domain.

Had the intruder not accidentally exposed their aura, and had she not possessed a domain of her own as well, she might have died without even knowing how it happened!

Moreover, from the very beginning...

Hearing this, Yoona showed an expression of displeasure, but she dared not defy her mother's wishes, so she had no choice but to follow Kim Ji-yeon away in a sullen mood.

Ran Min merely stood there, yet he radiated a towering murderous aura. Moreover, at this moment, fierce and gloomy flames leaped within his gaze. Wherever his gaze fell, the crowd shrank back into a huddle.

Iverson was eventually traded to the Nuggets. Liu Chang knew that Iverson seemed to have always liked Anthony; when Anthony failed to make the All-Star team in his third year, Iverson even spoke up in his defense.

The white vapor dragon formed by Zhao Fangbao instantly shattered into pieces. He was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string for a distance of several zhang before tumbling heavily onto the ground. His arms were already blasted to pieces, his hair disheveled, his clothes torn to shreds, and his face covered entirely in blood.

As soon as the Lionheart King uttered these words, the jubilant crowd surrounding him instantly fell silent, each of them dumbfounded with expressions of utter disbelief.

"Zhiyuan Hall is truly full of talents, always eager to bully their junior schoolmates." Dai An let out a cold snort, hoisted Li Hao onto his back, and walked out the door.

However, the drawback was that he was prone to injuries and ideally needed to rest a dozen games or so during the regular season, much like Shaq.

"Is she prettier or am I prettier?" Ran Luoxue and Han Qidi asked their respective boyfriends almost simultaneously.

Yelu Dalibo uttered not a single word, nor did she look back; she simply pushed her lightness skill to its absolute limit, fleeing forward for her life.

What he feared most was that Bai Sheng would refuse to agree and come up with excuses to evade the battle. If that were truly the case, there really would be nothing they could do against him.

Her originally amber-colored pupils turned as crimson as fresh blood, presenting a terrifying, extremely cruel, and bloodthirsty sensation at first glance.

"Now that you mention it, that really is a possibility. It seems I truly am old, and my mind just isn't as sharp as you young folks."

Wu Deshun was a high-priority target for the police, who had been conducting a covert investigation on him for quite some time. However, Wu Deshun was extremely crafty and cautious in his actions, which prevented the police from obtaining sufficient evidence to take action against him.

Thinking of this, the man's expression grew even more sullen. What kind of agendas were all these people harboring here?

Ji Qingnian gave him a slight push, and seeing that Mingyin still refused to let go, she had no choice but to obediently bury her head in Mingyin's embrace, closing her eyes to pretend to sleep for a while.

The crowd fell silent. They had considered such a scenario, but it had all been subconsciously ignored. After all, under that sort of divine might, who could possibly survive? Even if someone did manage to survive, they must have paid a heavy price.

Facing the bouquet, she possessed a slender figure with long hair draped over her back, gently tied back with a pink silk ribbon. Dressed in white, she shone brilliantly against the reflecting flowers, giving the impression that she was lightly veiled in mist and clouds—truly not a mortal being of this dusty world. Her skin surpassed snow, her delicate beauty was peerless, and her gorgeous countenance was too breathtaking to behold.

At this moment, 모陨 (Mo Yun) was also carefully recalling the route he had taken to get here in his mind. However, besides this route, his mind held another completely safe route—one that nobody else knew about.

Ye Qianling had already guessed seven or eight parts of the truth. It must have been Tongzhu, an apprentice working here, who spotted her a few days ago when she came to the factory to supervise the work. He then tipped off Qiu'er, who had returned home to visit her family, and the two of them worked hand in glove to steal all four thousand sets of goods. To eliminate any potential trouble, they had even instigated Lao Huang, the veteran kiln worker, to resign.

After figuring all this out, Xia Yu studied the knowledge within the pile of materials even more diligently and pushed Tyranitar and the others even harder in their training.

Feng Qing had been pondering a question for some time now: how he could break this deadlock. Yet no matter how many methods he devised, the conclusion he ultimately reached was that none of them were feasible. In other words, no matter what he did, he could never bridge the massive gap between himself and the super guilds.

As Feng Qing thought about it, he grew amused, letting out a chuckle that struck those around him as rather eccentric.

However, Lin Xuan remained completely clear-headed. Looking at Wulingzi, who was now utterly bewildered, Lin Xuan's gaze suddenly turned cold and sharp, and his fist was already raised.

If they were out in the open world, just a single glance from them would be enough to make any man lose his soul and wits.

Had that fellow's elders not appeared in time to stop the Second Senior Brother—whose eyes were bloodshot from raging fury—that man would certainly have stood no chance of survival at all.

Chu Lingfei looked at Maeve Eva, who had blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, and gently shook her clean face, her three thousand strands of beautiful hair swaying and fluttering along with the movement.

Randall clenched his fists, his expression exceptionally gloomy. A sudden sense of unease welled up in his heart, and murderous intent continued to brew within his eyes.

Jia Shengjie's face turned red, and it was only a moment later that he quietly leaned toward Ling Ya's ear to explain.

"It matters, it matters greatly! Those disciples are all pampered young masters from various major sects; they're either the grandson of some elder or the son of some sect master. You tell me if it matters or not." Sect Master Jiang looked at him with amusement.

However, she had originally taken a detour. Among three young men who had been drunkenly sleeping by the roadside all night, one suddenly reached out a foot and tripped her.

The sprawling campus possessed not a single trace of vitality. Corrupted creatures were everywhere, and many bugs had rotting chunks of flesh caught in their mouths as they frantically gnawed on them. The surrounding trees looked as though their life force had been completely drained, standing bare and stark as they awaited their ultimate fate of weathering away.