Chapter 15

However, Wang Jin was different. Faced with those dark, hostile gazes, Wang Jin completely ignored them as if he saw nothing at all. He could defeat them when they were at the peak of their power; now that they were mere stray dogs, would Wang Jin possibly still fear or worry about them?

Shi Niu's astral wandering soul manifested upon the Shadow Fiend at the epicenter of the magnetic pole reversal, preparing for the echo stomp.

The crowd frowned slightly. The Holy Emperor who had spoken hailed from the Three Pure Ones Sect, a prominent and renowned figure in the Eastern Continent.

This office building accommodated over three hundred people. The Finance Bureau, where Chen Zhaoqing worked, was located on the third floor.

It so happened that a year ago, he had crossed paths with Han Jing, understanding his character, and accidentally learned of Han Jing's terrifying strength within Mount Dingjun. Therefore, upon Han Jing's return, he immediately became the ideal candidate in his mind.

For some reason, looking at Yue Yun, who wore a mix of anger and grievance before him, he thought of his own younger sister who had left without a word and whose whereabouts were currently unknown.

At this moment, Duan Yanqing, Lao San Yue, and Su Xinghe were locked in a fierce, inextricable battle with Ding Chunqiu. As Ding Chunqiu dodged a horizontal sweep of Duan Yanqing's iron staff, he executed a swallow's turnover, threw out both large sleeves simultaneously, and fiercely scattered a handful of toxic phosphorus powder toward the three of them.

"What do you mean? The higher-ups can't hold out anymore? They want to compromise?" Ye Luoxuo's expression remained unchanged, but the flash of cold light in her eyes betrayed her deeply unpleasant mood.

Who would have thought that the moment he stepped onto the stone steps, a voice roared, "What kind of person are you? How dare you barge uninvited into Fourth Master Long's gates?" A pockmarked man, wearing a brocade-lined sheepskin coat left wide open at the chest and carrying a birdcage in his hand, rushed out from the side and blocked Li Xunhuan's path.

Naturally, Li Ye had not forgotten to "borrow" some spirit stones from the Moon-Chanting Emperor and Mo Wu and the others. In the Gods' Wilderness Continent, ordinary spirit stones were practically indistinguishable from common rocks; only ordinary mortals in the secular world used them.

Fortunately, Shao Yizhou was no longer a nine-to-five office worker; otherwise, eating a single meal at this restaurant would probably require him to sell a kidney.

"Issue the order! Inform the entire army! Our campaign against the rebels has achieved an overwhelming victory, and the main force of the rebels has been wiped out!" Zhu Xieyuan said with a smile to the guards beside him.

The two men in black were mining the Cloud Spirit Crystal ore while chatting idly. The practitioners of the Central Plains cultivation world regarded them as elusive, troublesome plagues, but in truth, they knew their own bitter hardships all too well.

Even if this matter was caused by their own oversight, what was the meaning of such sarcastic mockery the moment they met?

The five Tier 4 Earth-grade alchemists could not help but smile bitterly. No wonder the mysterious alchemist within the cliff face refused to come out; it turned out he had not yet reached his limit.

In an instant, a heaven-shaking sound like a thunderclap from the highest heavens exploded, sending a piercing roar that swiftly swept across the entire Mount Dongnai.

Muttering silently in complaint, Yelü Delong set his mind at ease. He suddenly noticed chaos breaking out at the eastern city gate, with people seemingly engaged in combat, and the arrows fired from the city tower had visibly thinned out.

At the founding of the Uyghur Khaganate, the Tang Empire in the south was enjoying its golden age, with myriad nations paying homage and its might shaking the East and West. During this period, the architectural style of the Uyghurs leaned toward that of the Tang Dynasty; whether it was the imperial palace, government offices, or the residences of powerful nobles and wealthy merchants, their architecture radiated a strong Tang Dynasty charm.

However, many places were incomparably perilous, and quite a few people had died there, though some had also obtained great opportunities.

Especially just moments ago, Lin Shuishu had personally opened her clothes wide, allowing Hua Xin to clearly see that she was not wearing any undergarments beneath.

"Teacher Sun said he has accepted him." Lu Yang's expression remained largely unchanged; after all, a day had already passed since the incident, and Lu Yang had clearly regained his composure.

Aizhong Hisatada returned to his original spot, remaining silent for a long time while lost in deep thought. Then, he launched another attack on Linghu Yusheng. This time, his movements were sweeping and open, aiming straight for the center, yet he was once again effortlessly repelled by a casual flick of a finger.

Not far away, the group discovered another remains. The corpse had been ripped in half, and the manner of death was utterly gruesome.

This magistrate was truly nauseating; his coming here to serve as magistrate was simply a disaster for the local people.

The moment Gu Shengze received the news, he opened the video. Seeing Xu Anhao dancing gracefully in the footage, his brow twitched, and a look of puzzlement crossed his eyes.

Jiang Feiye grabbed a ferocious bull by its horns, and no matter how hard the beast struggled, it could not break free.

"Actually, I also want to know the answer to that question!" Sun Yan gazed at the dark desert night and said weakly.

Or perhaps, her own happiness made her feel a deeper pity for the original owner. Although human nature was inherently selfish, the original owner's various misfortunes still made Lu Manqing feel a twinge of sorrow whenever she recalled them, which also made her all the more eager to bury the past.

However, they were not in a hurry; eating a bit later did not matter. They could still rest in the living room and chat for a while. Besides, it was not late yet, and this could hardly be considered treating their guests with discourtesy.

Tsunade abruptly raised her head at his words, gazing stubbornly at Anheng without a word, fixing him with that stare.

Fang Hao was slightly startled, but this was indeed a way to test one's strength. Back then, he had also used this method to test the function of the mysterious patterns on the stone giant's chest.

Having followed the President for many years, he always felt he understood him thoroughly, but... the task just assigned left Kaijie feeling dazed.

She held no regard for this Xu Qian. Last time at the art exhibition auction, he had been utterly humiliated by Zhang Kuang, and just thinking about it made her feel embarrassed for him.

"Junior Brother Qin Mo, have you already inspected the entrenched lair of the Black God Cult? Did you discover anything?" Lei Tianyou asked after a brief contemplation.

"Who are you people? Why are you treating my eldest sister like this?" Su Lili hugged Zhao Yifei's body.

Watching Nie Xixi's dangerous movements, Chu Ming also furrowed his brows. But just as he wanted to stop her, he ran directly into her clear, black-and-white eyes.

The young child looked back every three steps, casting reluctant glances at his mother on the bed, and slowly dragged his feet out of the room.

I nodded perfunctorily, and that old man Zhen and the young man hurriedly left, looking somewhat hurried.

Previously, he had been keeping his eyes closed to rest because those fights were not worth his attention. Now that Leiba had stepped into the arena, he naturally could no longer remain calm.

Madam Liu released Ning Shi's garments, acting as though she had not heard a word of what Ling Yushan had said. With a dazed expression, she walked over to the corpse of Ling Junbao, reached out, and gently gathered Ling Junbao into her arms. She stared blankly at the pond that had taken Ling Junbao's life, her heart seemingly turning as dead and silent as the undisturbed water within that pool, without a single ripple.