Volume One, Chapter 30: Fainting

The Great Elder instantly mobilized all his spiritual energy, resonating with the aura of the Firmament Palace to form a defensive perimeter against the currents of National Preceptor Wufa.

At Zhao Ya’s age, she often admired rugged men; a bit of muscle and defined abs were absolutely lethal to her.

Hearing this, Mo Jiyan’s thrown fist stopped abruptly; instead, he landed a punch on the man’s shoulder.

"We have three third-tier experts now. If we go all out, they are certainly no match for us. However, our goal is not to eliminate them, but to uncover Qin Yue’s whereabouts. This must be done in secret to avoid alerting the enemy."

Su Yun applied some spots to Mo Mo’s face, making her look sallow and sickly, as if she were suffering from some ailment.

"No more nonsense! If you don’t go, Grandma will die right in front of you!" Grandma Chu pulled out her trump card, looking as if she were ready for martyrdom.

I smiled and said, "What are you daydreaming about in broad daylight? Besides, your father is still here; it wouldn't be good if he overheard you."

Growing up in the Yong'an family, where people vied for fame and fortune and calculated against one another, Ye Fenhuang inevitably found himself blind to certain truths. Only by truly stepping out could he see things clearly.

An outstanding young man opened his eyes, curiously examining his son, who was wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon on the bed.

Therefore, I did not hold back with this punch, putting my full strength into it. If it works, it works; if not, so be it.

After Li Zhan finished speaking, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early fifties walked in from the side of the stage.

However, for him now, it was not worth it, as the medicinal essence within this herb had been completely depleted.

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Meanwhile, countless powerful auras rose within the Imperial City. Numerous massive contracted battle pets were summoned, nearly obscuring the entire sky above the city.

With a whistle, Erhei spiraled down from the sky. Bai Shiyu climbed directly onto its back, gave it a gentle pat, whispered an address, and soared straight into the clouds.

Xia Ji sat on the sofa like a statue, motionless, his gaze profound, as if he were contemplating some serious matter.

Tang Jingyao dialed the number several times, but the response was always the same: the other party’s phone remained switched off.

Because the words spoken by Flander and the others were exactly the same sentences Zhang Ruochen had been teasing them with over the past two months.

Hades had perished ten thousand years ago, his divine soul falling upon the Divine Mountain to form the Tomb of the Underworld King. Could it be that Lord Hades, after ten thousand years of sedimentation, had actually comprehended a power that transcends the six paths, becoming the first powerhouse among the gods of all realms to leap out of the cycle of reincarnation?

Chen Haotian’s family background could neither be considered wealthy nor poor, but he didn’t have much money on him; all of this could be attributed to that night at the bar.

Now, as the mage squad led by Sisol pursued Nuo into a desert, a vast number of demons—nearly several thousand—suddenly emerged from underground. This must have been a premeditated ambush. Sisol felt fortunate that he hadn’t carelessly divided his forces; had he done so, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The two closed their eyes, and a sensation similar to the first formation washed over them. They felt as if the world were spinning. When they opened their eyes, the scenery was the same, but Erbai was gone.

Feng Yuan’s true strength was at the seventh turn. Although he did not manifest a "divine avatar" thirty or fifty meters tall like other seventh-turn practitioners, his speed appeared as swift as Sonic to the eyes of ordinary people.

"Yes, yes, Xi Xi, I haven't eaten meat for so long; I can't take it anymore!" The cauldron-bodied hungry ghost was the first to charge. This ghost was twice the height of a human, with neither face nor eyes. Its hands and feet were pierced like the legs of a cauldron, and its entire body was engulfed in blazing, scorching flames.

Most importantly, Wen Ya also instructed Su Yi to visit her in the Beast Soul Realm once he reached the Martial King realm.

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Rip! The bone spear spun rapidly on Li Xiangyang’s right palm, kicking up a shower of blue sparks. Although the gauntlet in Li Xiangyang’s hand was forged from Hainan Dragon Jade and the Ghost King could not pierce it, his body could not withstand the high-speed rotation of the bone spear, and he was sent flying backward, spinning.

Immediately after, Ye Feng heard Fenghua let out a low shout, and a massive golden jade bracelet appeared beneath her claws.

"Why?" Kajiki had not heard of many kidnappings; such things were considered quite trendy nowadays.

At the top of the massive structure, a huge silver ship was docked. It was metallic in construction and looked highly futuristic. Beside the ship, a furious middle-aged man’s spittle didn't stop flying.

But Jim did not give up; he was waiting for Zekin’s next move. Jianshi Shou did not give up either; he was constantly striving to recover his body, even at the cost of his vital essence. Grosso did not give up, continuing to fulfill his guard duty with all his might.

Breaking through the encirclement first, Lin Baishui sprinted toward the bridge deck of the seventh passage.

A subtle, dark fragrance, uniquely sweet, drifted over. The melodious sounds of zithers and flutes tangled together, yet they carried a sweet message. Yuexin had intended to go for a walk by the Heavenly River alone to clear her mind, but unexpectedly saw and heard this scene, and her heart immediately felt incredibly bitter.

After tidying everything up, Yun Jia pulled up a chair and sat before Yun Zhen’s bed, chatting with him as if he were still alive.

Because of the incident involving Mother Zhang, Ye Zixi went to the Ye family residence once more. Although she had always disdained speaking ill of Ye Zitong in front of Ye Sixiong—convinced deep down that even if she did, Ye Sixiong might not believe her—she went nonetheless.

After hearing this, Yun Jia raised an eyebrow at Yun Zhen, as if to say, "See? I told you! This Hai Nianmiao is definitely no good."