Chapter 50 Suicide

The cries, the roars of beasts, and the sounds of flesh and bones being crushed beneath teeth drew steadily closer in a terrifying succession.

Chen Yiyi was in a miserable state. Her clothes had been torn apart by something, leaving only a tattered mass of strips hanging from her body. As she ran, even her private parts could no longer be concealed, and her rounded buttocks were almost entirely exposed.

Several of the boys watching the spectacle began whistling. One of them looked Chen Yiyi up and down with a lecherous gaze.

There were also others—

But after being controlled by the followers of Nurgle, the entire place had transformed into a vast garbage dump piled high with rotting food. The whole country looked as though it were covered in green mold, and the mold itself resembled some kind of mudlike overgrown substance.

The members of the School of Names were excited, the members of the School of Agriculture were stunned, the Eclectics wore complicated expressions, while the Daoists and Yin-Yang scholars stood there dumbfounded, apparently too shocked to react.

Seeing the three men scratching their heads, Wang Dazhi laughed inwardly before continuing, “Of course, to be perfectly honest, if we had turboshaft engines in the four-thousand-shaft-horsepower or even five-thousand-shaft-horsepower class, then two engines would certainly be enough. But the problem is, we don’t have any.”

Even with twenty pounds of rice available, Madam Chen could not bear to eat it, wanting to save it all for Du Jinning. Du Jinning, however, refused. Once her “illness” had passed, she ate with everyone else. Madam Chen had no choice but to cook a pot of plain rice porridge for the whole family. This made Du Fangling’s expression look much better.

He sat astride that enormous white tiger, standing amid the peerless battalion—the strongest army in the world, according to legend—and quietly watched the battle unfolding before him as he waited.

If she remembered correctly, the elf grandmother her grandfather had pursued had also lived a hundred years ago.

Thus, with the average monthly salary of his company’s employees exceeding two thousand dollars, Frank Robinson naturally found it especially incomprehensible that, across the Pacific, there was actually a country where the average person earned less than thirty dollars a month. That was practically negligible, wasn’t it?

Wang Dazhi obediently lowered his head. Their chairman had even invoked the revolution—who would dare say anything after that?

Du Jinning might have tolerated accusations against anyone else, but she absolutely could not stand by while mud was slung at Madam Chen and the others.

“Thump! Thump!” His heart was pounding so violently that Zu Mao could barely hear anything else. Unfortunately, he was powerless to stop what was happening. All he could do was stare fixedly at the soldiers of Dong Zhuo while preparing himself for the worst.

By then, more people had gathered inside the martial arts academy. Since Chai Hua had failed to return, those in the private room downstairs had also come up, and they happened to witness the scene.

“My abilities are entirely the result of my own talent. Do I look like the sort of man who lives off a woman?” Li Zhi said indignantly.

However, when Tianqi and the others heard the words “Vast Great Sect,” they felt that the name alone was enough to make everyone laugh.

He did not believe that Takiya would fail to contact his special forces unit by radio. If Takiya sensed anything amiss, he would immediately contact Death Valley and send troops to reinforce it. What should he do? Mo Xiaosheng racked his brains.

Ye Meng could not determine what Dao Yan meant. He thought to himself, “Could it be that he already knows I’m from Earth?” At that thought, Ye Meng felt even more guilty and could not help marveling at how frightening Dao Yan was.

She had never imagined that, because of their hunt, those unaffiliated martial artists would actually join forces.

He had thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a somewhat portly figure. On either side of his round head were a pair of enormous ears, much like those of the Buddha.

The living monster released its thoughts. The force of that intent was vast and boundless, and the people present immediately felt an immense pressure.

Just moments earlier, the many contestants had been wondering how they were supposed to enter the Illusory Immortal Realm. They had never expected Nangong Qiyun to employ such tremendous power, pry open the seal, and allow everyone to pass through.

“I don’t know what happened during these five years, but I can say with certainty that this Great Tu Sovereign has burned through a tremendous amount of his lifespan within the past five years. As a result, his injuries are now irreversible.” Ling Wulan looked at Long Xing, helplessness evident in her voice.