Chapter 42

The function of the sleep magic array, on the other hand, is to plunge the human soul into deep slumber. In a sense, it acts as a patch for the soul-binding magic array.

During those years, he had resorted to desperate and unorthodox measures to enhance his strength, which, coupled with the explosive progress after the resurgence of spiritual energy, brought him to where he was.

"You want me to step aside?" Nezha twitched the corner of his mouth, never expecting that anyone in Chentangguan would dare to provoke him proactively.

While observing the tracks, the Sahelian who had fled all the way back could no longer bear the situation and rushed like a madman toward the depths of the oasis.

Those items had all been accumulated by his grandfather, including famous calligraphy and paintings, antiques from previous dynasties, and high-end furniture. Their value definitely far exceeded the amount stated on the IOU.

Neither the expected fireball scorching his face nor the ice shards pelting him occurred. The heavy door opened effortlessly, and Roxi simply could not believe his eyes.

Along with the chime of the bell, petal-like snow drifted down from the horizon. Roxi raised his head, the cold wind sweeping through his full head of silver hair. He caught one of the petals in his palm, then tossed it back into the wind.

Yi Han threw a flare talisman down from the city wall. This type of talisman had no other function; its sole purpose was illumination, and it remained unaffected by various mists and fogs. Under the momentary, dazzling flash of light, Yi Han saw ghost-faced crabs frantically scrambling up the city wall, now only a few feet away from the summit.

Tina roared in furious anger. The stone giant brought its hands together, condensing a boulder five or six meters in diameter, and hurled it toward the blood-colored tentacles. With a swoosh, it smashed and severed one of the tentacles, but the very next instant, the severed tentacle dissolved directly into a pool of blood and reformed into a new one.

Consequently, the Four Ming Scholars refused to back down and insisted on debating right and wrong with the Donglin Faction. The more they argued, the more tangled it became, culminating in today's outcome.

Chen Kangjie's words slightly exceeded Fan Xuexi's expectations, acting like a basin of cold water poured into her heart. As she grew calm, she felt a trace of disappointment, pondering to herself whether she was not pretty enough today or lacked sufficient appeal to him.

Amid a flurry of noise, the cave wall ahead was sliced to pieces by Long Tianao's flying sword as if it were tofu. After cutting inward for a dozen meters, another passageway indeed appeared on the other side.

Jin Wuji's handsome face made intimate contact with the ground once again, and this time, the blow landed far more solidly than the previous kick.

When Dawu appeared before Merlin dressed in hippie attire yet wearing a facial mask, Merlin no longer reacted with the shock and aggression of their first encounter, nor with the surprise and curiosity of the few times that followed. He merely greeted Dawu politely—who was clearly suffering from early-morning bad temper—to come and have breakfast.

Before Wang Daozhen's painful screams could fully erupt, his handsome face had already taken a heavy strike from the flat of his opponent's sword.

Speaking of cutting out tongues, Guan Hai actually stuck his tongue out, pinched the tip with two fingers, and made a slashing motion across it with the fingers of his other hand.

"We can't wait any longer! Take action against Qingyuan Manor immediately and uproot this criminal den! No matter what, we must rescue Comrade Zitao!..." Duan Yu waved his hand decisively and said.

The gang of thugs immediately rushed forward aggressively. Duan Yu did not stand on ceremony either; with one kick per person, he sent the leading few flying. Capturing the ringleaders meant subduing the chief first, and knowing that Leopard Brother was the leader, he needed to control the situation by taking him down. With a flash of his figure, he lunged straight toward Leopard Brother.

"You dare touch her?" Qin Yunuan suddenly snapped, drawing out the token of a Fifth-Rank Lady of Ping bestowed upon her along with her court robes. The gleaming token was like a shining sword, instantly cutting off Qin Linfeng's breath.

As soon as they stepped into the reception hall, the two discovered that it was even livelier inside than outside. At least a thousand people had gathered in the venue, and a multitude of attendants carrying trays laden with various beverages and foods moved back and forth among the crowd, continuously supplying drinks and pastries to the attendees in quite a bustling atmosphere.

In short, in their eyes, I was no longer an ordinary ghost-catching Taoist priest. I felt that I had become an existence akin to a "god" in their eyes.

The Land of Yin Origin, a place of extreme yin, must never be tainted by any external force; otherwise, it would fail to form the Land of Yin Origin. This was a crucial point.

"Alright, thank you, Manager Chen. If I ever get the chance to visit Caoyuan Manor, I will definitely treat you to a drink," Yu Feng said with polite formality.

Yet precisely in Jian Xi's case, the emotions of first love were used as the ultimate tool—feelings betrayed by any means necessary to achieve an end.

Shen Tianye laughed heartily and said, "I almost forgot about you." With that, he leaned down again to kiss Li Qiqi.

Yet his gaze could still turn backward, and his ears caught a deafening roar. Accompanying it was the thunderous, tsunami-like cheering of the entire audience.

Whether her prayers had taken effect, or her lips were too soft, or perhaps Yuchi Chen had not completely lost consciousness, remained unknown.

My face was icy cold, with anger churning in my heart. If possible, I really wanted to finish this guy off right then and there.

There were also the corpses of many ancient races I knew, as well as those of the cultivators of the Tianzheng Sect, including my second master, Zhang Chu.

Beneath that sword spirit, the earth had been thoroughly transformed into a massive molten pool by the rolling heat waves, with endless magma churning within it.

Dugu Bo was left speechless as he watched the Ghost God Douro actually step out from space itself, without the slightest fluctuation of energy across his entire body.

They all remembered that Yang Rong'er had ordered the Wala envoy to get lost. They had long since grown weary of Zhang Shaotong's fence-sitting attitude. When a person was thrown to their death and you, as an imperial official, still helped speak for the murderer—forcing a young lady of the Yang family to show her face in public—what qualification did you have to be an official?

The High Priest led Qin Yu to a corner of the crystal square. When they had just walked over, there had been a black house here, but as they approached, only a shadow remained.

On this side, Ying Bao also tucked the quilt over Zhou Yun, then lowered her body and sat down beside the soft couch.