Chapter 61: The Shattering of the Goddess Image

Holding a sword, Hongxian blocked the man's path and saw that he was dressed just like Bukong, being a foreign monk as well. The foreign monk was already holding that object in his hand. Hongxian looked at it, thinking it resembled a ruyi sceptre, yet also looked like a thigh bone, though whether human or animal he could not tell.

He could tell that, much like Mu Ziyu who upheld the principles of a gentleman, Lou Dai was also a person with extremely firm moral principles.

This new "ghostly and sinister spirit" might possess a physical body no inferior to the one controlled by Huijue. However, while the former was merely manipulated by evil Qi like a puppet, the latter was directly controlled by Huijue—with the prepared striking the unprepared, the outcome naturally held not the slightest suspense.

What people criticized about domestic film awards was not the distribution of spoils, but rather the issue of entry thresholds. Choosing any one film among a crowd of outstanding works would not spark much controversy. However, if something akin to a stinky, smelly foot-wrapping cloth were hoisted up and treated like a precious treasure, it would inevitably invite mockery from the audience.

"Alright, with your guarantee, I can rest easy. Thank you, I'm leaving." The Second Princess smiled faintly, tapped the green leaves of the celestial herb, and flew away.

"We should use this, Uncle Chang!" Hongxian pulled an object from his bosom and handed it before his eyes, causing the latter's eyes to light up.

The chains and shackles worn by all the slaves shattered into pieces, broke apart, and crashed down onto the ground.

It seemed to be true; although she had only known him for half a day before being dumped, wasn't she with him for the sake of money anyway?

Meanwhile, on the way over from the house, Luo Yi had already figured out how to boost Ilulu's favorability and formulated a plan to poach members from the Church of Light and Justice.

Logically speaking, the stone walls inside this cave should be densely covered with those glowing insects. Yet around the rock found by Old Uncle, the situation was completely different.

"Since that is the case, let us begin arranging the offensive strategy for tomorrow." Chen Jingyuan smiled, put away the letter, and began making arrangements.

That Void-Ascension mid-stage powerhouse, He Guang, acknowledged the order and was just about to fly toward Chen Jingyuan when the saber-toothed tiger grew enraged. Taking advantage of the Brown-Bellied Bear and the Moon-Howling Wolf pinning He Jing down completely, it intercepted He Guang in one bound.

"Chen Jingyuan, he is Chen Jingyuan!" shouted the Core-Formation early-stage expert. Although he had never seen Chen Jingyuan in person, he knew a great deal about him and had heard some details from other members of the Soul-Devouring Cult, which was how he recognized him.

Inside the Heavenly Alliance Sect's camp, after a brief rest, Nier came to the quarters of Su Mu and the other two, urging them out to practice their martial arts. The secret realm gate had not yet opened, and naturally, they could not be allowed to sleep the day away in their quarters at such a time; seizing every limited moment was the absolute path to success.

Now, facing top-level masters like Black Andy, Dwight Liotta, and Giorgio Petrosyan, scheduling seven fights a year separated by intervals—averaging one fight every month and a half—was nothing short of a joke.

Seeing that His Majesty was locked up here, the old prawn soldier volunteered to take care of him. Noting his advanced age and frail health, the ministers did not refuse his request. Thus, the old prawn soldier became the companion to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Nine months after Chen Jingyuan was ambushed and waylaid by the Ancient Origin Immortal Emperor, the dragon turtle finally set into motion. This time, instead of traveling along the usual shipping route, it plunged into the depths of the ocean, swimming toward the southern part of the Tianxu Continent according to Chen Jingyuan's directions.

This gave Gu Nianjun a false hint, leading her to believe that physical training would be exceptionally grueling.

Her entire body tensed, her feet exerting force as she assumed a ready stance. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept past, lifting her long, dark hair and inadvertently obstructing her vision.

"You live off me, eat my food, and now you even want me to send you to death—you truly are a black-hearted fallen angel." Du Ziyuan shook his head, ignoring her as he decided to log into a game to relax for a bit instead.

After being reposted by several major verified bloggers, this microblog post finally drew the attention of a growing number of netizens.

Lota's speed gradually decreased until she finally came to a stop. Turning her head to look back, there was no longer any trace of the python in the dense forest along the way.

Along the journey, Liu Qian checked Han Zixin's phone location again. Murong Chang and Han Zixin were currently extremely close to each other, and at that moment, Liu Qian's heart grew intensely cold.

One could say that the very moment Xu Suqing departed Jianghai City, the entire city descended into absolute chaos.

The Goblin King beat its chest. What it wore was actually a half-plate metal armor. Among goblins, this was a rather high-end possession.

Lin Huan's brow furrowed. He had originally thought this trip to Jiangnan would be a very simple mission, but he had not expected the system to rate its difficulty level as A-rank. This was the first time he had ever received an A-rank mission.

At this moment, seeing Han Bing walking outward, they immediately and instinctively stepped backward, clearing a path for the murderous youth.

In the crazed animal zoo, that talking duck captain even tossed a stone, striking Ermao right on the head.

This truly was a heavy topic. Involving the issue of survival, matters were often extremely cruel, and mercy was truly a most extravagant luxury.

After the two finished strolling through the market and returned to the inn, the whistle performer executed a swallow-flipping-over maneuver, their toes lightly tapping the ground to vault several zhang away.

There were naturally few customers in the morning, so the coaches gathered in twos and threes to chat, paying no attention whatsoever to Chen Feng, the new colleague, and even harboring a faint trace of hostility.

Recalling all of Feiyi's distress from yesterday, which turned out to have been entirely orchestrated by Xueji, Bei Lingtian felt an even more unbearable ache in his heart.

"I know! Tonight..." Bei Lingtian furrowed his brows and widened his eyes, swallowing back the unspoken second half of the sentence—"After tonight, I, Bei Lingtian, will have gained the greatest enemy in this world!"—deep within his chest.

At this moment, Jiang Beibei could not help but guess the other's intent: Did they want to swap back? Were they willing now?

"Thank you, and Your Highness Elena, is the mana stored within your holy crystal still sufficient?" Hubert asked.