Chapter 59 Don't Let Someone Else Steal Him Away

"Who goes there!" In the dim corridor of the building, two faint figures emerged. The two warrior monks beside Jiekong possessed sufficient strength and could be considered elite, instantly aiming their firearms in that direction.

"One naturally yearns for beautiful things, is that not so?" Orochimaru licked the corner of his long mouth with his tongue, narrowing his eyes as he spoke.

After the battle commenced, Duan Qiu's side activated their sword formations and other armaments, while Angel Ming also utilized an Immortal-grade weapon.

"That is simply how public submissions work; if we discover anything of promise, we can contact the contributor and help them with revisions," Lin Tian remarked without surprise. After all, at the time, he had merely adopted the mindset of treating a dead horse like a living doctor, yet he still offered these instructions to those before him.

Amidst the words of the surviving members of the Mirage, the opportunistic assassin was unexpectedly cast as a hero.

"Brother Si, my inventory is full," the fat man said with a bitter expression, having even discarded his special red potions just so his twenty inventory slots could be crammed entirely with uniform forging blueprints.

On the opposite peak, the one belonging to the Obsidian State, Ye Zhichiu wore a smile as he turned around and uttered a few words, prompting four individuals to immediately step out from the crowd. One of them slapped a golden talisman onto his body, instantly enveloping himself in a layer of golden radiance. Without waiting for those beside him, he executed a graceful dive into the Foggy River.

Duan Qiu naturally sensed the presence of life. Categorized strictly, zombies belonged to undead-type entities, so the aura they exuded inherently carried undead attributes.

After transmitting the message, Yuan Xing put away his satellite phone and stealthily infiltrated the interior of the encampment.

Deep within the God of War Forest, two dark figures suddenly streaked across the sky with a sharp whistling sound, hurtling at extreme speed toward the capital city. Along the way, no one could clearly discern whether they were human beings or some other entities; they appeared merely as two murky shadows that vanished in a flash.

"Wuyue, do not be angry either. I know that last time I caused you to miss the opportunity to kill Gu Xinghun, but this time it is truly the Sect Master's order, and it is of utmost importance," Fuye hurriedly explained, a hint of apology resting upon his otherwise handsome face.

This actually turned out to be a genuine skill, complete with a freezing effect. Mu and the others were pleasantly surprised. Hearing Max's seemingly playful lyrics at that moment no longer felt absurd in the least.

While blazing with inner anger, Li Zetian, alongside the five great elders, glared furiously at Xingyun while maintaining a defensive posture.

Mu suddenly recalled it, and thus recounted the monk's dogma regarding "never associating with demonic entities" as well as Sword's apprehensions.

"What on earth is going on here? Why would Jiuyou suddenly elevate their cultivation realm, and furthermore, it appears that Jiuyou's cultivation has transcended the rule space, and even the Jiuyou Universe created by Jiuyou has broken free from the rule space? What is the meaning of all this?" With those words, Yanran turned her gaze toward the Divine Dragon.

Though various factions of the demon race were dissatisfied with Wang Shihuhu's attitude, no one raised objections. Unlike the human race, the demon race—while seemingly lacking in unity and constantly embroiled in internal strife—could unite as one when faced with momentous affairs.

"Very well, let it be at this! Senior, you may thoroughly explore this Wutong City; once I successfully break through, I shall return to find you." Having said this, Shentian swiftly bolted outside the city and ran straight toward the Qianmo Mountain Range.

As for the Heavenly Dao's delusional ambition to control the world cleaved open by Pangu, that matter would have to wait until the Sovereign awoke to be addressed. The most crucial task right now was to monitor the Three Clans and the Western Demon Race, ensuring they did not plunge this Primordial World into chaos. Otherwise, should the Sovereign awaken, our Primordial Family would certainly pay a heavy price.

Under Gu Xinghun's manipulation, the Burning Heaven Demonic Fire blanketed the surface of the spiritual body. Though terrifying, the flame belonged to Gu Xinghun himself, and thus inflicted not the slightest harm upon him.

"This young master, since your cultivation is so formidable, why not perform a good deed to the end and escort the two of us to Heavenly Sword City!" Upon hearing Shentian's words, Luo Rong showed no anger; instead, she spoke in a gentle yet alluring tone.

"Chieftain, the oath-taking meeting is about to begin." Dulongda walked over, patted Yang Xiu's shoulder, and forcibly pulled his head back up. Yang Xiu cast a stealthy glance toward the Heavenly Lord's direction, and upon discovering that the other party was not looking at him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Cutting the lotus root into individual segments, Zhang Yang stood his cleaver upright on the cutting board and turned back to check the stove, leaving behind only a calm instruction.

However, afternoon tea was still arranged to be served in the dining hall. How much more perfect would it be if one could enjoy afternoon tea beside the mirror-like pool? As for the rain at the Amanda Hotel—having previously seen photographs of many people coming here for afternoon tea where a large majority encountered rain—sure enough, a torrential downpour poured straight down in sheets! Xueluo and Liu Jingshu could only sit upon the cushioned couch.

Due to various considerations, the only ones who truly dared to vie for the top three positions were the deeply-pocketed Yao Hongguang, alongside the immensely profitable garment and culinary industries.

"Who knows? Look at the menacing way they arrive; they seem more like they are here to wage war. Do not let down your guard," Yang Xiu said, leaning over the ramparts as those soldiers suddenly surged into action, advancing toward the castle's drawbridge with iron shields raised.

On his final evening in Pengcheng, while taking a train of hangers-on to check on the condition of his own hotel, Zhang Tao seized a moment to ask Zhang Yong.

Situated upon the rear mountain of Amber Castle, leveraging the heights and perilous terrain with sturdy ramparts, it was reputed to have never been breached, serving as the fortress defending the city of Amer. Built by Jasingh I, it served as the royal palace prior to the completion of Amber Castle. Within the castle stood what was claimed to be "the world's largest wheeled cannon."