Chapter 67

However, barely lasting for ten seconds, this high-spirited demeanor immediately deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Well..." Kong Jing was somewhat troubled. If they were really to dispatch an army to reinforce the Grand Immortal's division, it would by no means be a simple task.

In a basement in Shanghai, five young men wearing apparel branded with "EC" gazed with burning eyes at the screen, where Pulsefire Ezreal was walking—no, activating his flight apparatus and soaring through Summoner's Rift.

"What is wrong, Senior Brother? Do you perhaps know the origins of this person?" Seeing Su Zihun act this way, Chen Yi was instead left somewhat bewildered.

As for sea sirens, they were inherently creatures of the starry sea. With his soul transformed, Ji Yun was able to perfectly absorb the power here. These stellar energies were at his command; he could absorb as much as he desired.

Upon identifying the direction of the commotion, the middle-aged man's face darkened as he turned to leave. Zhao Chanyuan pushed off with both feet, leaped into the air, and blocked his path.

Elsewhere, a person familiar to Hong Tian wore a wristwatch on his wrist, from which a beam of light shot out to form a screen.

After many days apart, they were finally reunited. Unable to suppress his emotions, Hong Tian pulled Kong Lingyue into a tight embrace.

The character for "killing" formed by the magical power ultimately proved inferior; it disintegrated and turned into streaks of light that soared straight upward, piercing through layer after layer of dark clouds.

He did not care for conquest; he cherished the authenticity of being with Zhou Lanzhou right now. Even if that were all there was, he was willing to marry her, not to mention that strictly speaking, the two of them had always been compatible and shared a strong tacit understanding.

"Ugh, if this is how you act, Eldest Brother, and you still call yourself the foremost young hero of the martial world..." Before I could finish my sentence, my mute-acupoint was also struck.

Grabbing a vine with one hand, he slowly extended his body outward. With his other hand, he put away the dark iron sword, then slowly reached into the giant bird's beak to retrieve the millennium-old lucid ganoderma.

Zhao Hui carried the local specialties brought back from Xi'an and left the house with Li Zhenguo. Reaching the main road, Li Zhenguo flagged down a taxi. After getting in and telling the driver their destination, the car headed toward Fangbo's home.

The performance was exceptionally wonderful, bringing satisfied smiles to the faces of the young women from out of town. From their expressions, it was clear they felt they had made the right choice in coming.

"Heh, you deserved it." Yi Mu pursed her lips with a faint smile, uttering a remark quite unfitting of her status.

Qin Jiang felt a slight constriction in his chest. Was this... wasn't this the fairy sister who had always appeared in his dreams?

The terrifying pressure caused the arena in the square to collapse instantly. However, Sun Ailin was a man with a deep sense of belonging to the One-Origin Dao Sect. Before releasing his cultivation power, he had already set up hundreds of arrays across the square to ensure that the tens of thousands of younger disciples present would not be affected by the energy fluctuations.

The rabbit spirit beast laughed even more frantically, failing to notice that Qin Hao had already arrived right in front of it.

If one chose to simply agree with the old man's words at this moment, there was a good chance of a reckoning down the road.

Yet the next day, when Luo Xuechan awoke, Su Chen was nowhere to be seen. Usually, he would accompany her as she changed her clothes and shared their meals.

After a quick search online, she saw that this shop had a wishing tree outside which supposedly worked wonders, so she took the opportunity of treating Gu Qingyan to dinner to come check it out.

This auction had attracted a massive number of cultivators. Since the venue could only hold about a thousand people, naturally not everyone could gain entry.

Expensive as it was, as long as it wasn't restricted solely to the privileged class, there were plenty of people who could afford it.

Gu Heng took her to the hospital, where the doctor listened to her abdomen with a stethoscope for a long time before concluding that there were two fetal heartbeats.

Catching sight of Qingshan He, he quickened his pace, seized Qingshan He's hand, and pulled him toward the main venue.

To everyone's surprise, the moment his voice fell, these people unexpectedly wore expressions of arrogant certainty, as if to say, "Precisely so."

She could clearly hear the implication in his words urging her to return to the Leng family, but why did he have to pave the way with so many humiliating remarks?

Everyone was waiting for Jing Jingxi's next move. Never did they expect that instead of seeing anything in the imperial court, they were met with a farce between him and Jing Jue, leaving them even more clueless about his true intentions.

This genius, hailed as a prodigy of an era, had advanced to the Tribulation Passing Stage at under a hundred years of age. He could be called a genius among geniuses; even if he could not rival Chu Wuli, he still counted as one of the miracles of the cultivation world.

Yan Fei, who possessed 50% fire resistance, did not find the place particularly hot, but Qin Shuiyin was already drenched in sweat, her breathing heavy. Yan Fei hurriedly produced a fire-resistance pill for Qin Shuiyin to swallow, which eased her scorching sensation. Afterward, the two of them began searching around the cliff face.

"Aura of evil? Is this an evil array?" Recognizing the entity outside, Shi Feng's expression changed drastically. Even Nascent Soul cultivators would utterly refuse to come into contact with such things; even if it didn't cost them their lives, it would defile their magical treasures and physical bodies.

He had no choice but to admit it, for it was the absolute truth. Had Long Saifeng not been isolated, she could not possibly have remained completely in the dark.

He had already explored the area; the inscriptions on the cliff face were merely experiential insights, whereas the divine arts and supreme techniques were all concealed within the cave.

Taking advantage of Lin Shuo's lack of preparation, Zhu Jinjin abruptly moved her soft body and delivered a fierce kick straight to Lin Shuo's crotch.