Volume 1, Chapter 38: Forbidden Pill! The Spirit-Bursting Pill!
Seeing his frenzied state and how Qin Feng nimbly dodged every one of his attacks, the onlookers couldn't help but shake their heads.
"This Qin Feng is truly weak; he doesn't even dare to strike back."
"Forget it, there's nothing left to see here."
As a seasoned fan of American television, she was intimately familiar with apocalyptic shows and films like *The Walking Dead*, *Z Nation*, and *Resident Evil*. The scene in this dead, silent city was hauntingly similar to the worlds depicted in those stories.
Watching her force a smile these past few days made Li Shen’s heart ache. He didn't know what comforting words to offer, and at times he could feel her avoiding him; she seemed reluctant to even engage in simple conversation.
You Shijin’s face was etched with disbelief. The Consecration of the Gods—he was hearing of such a thing for the first time. Wasn't that the stuff of folklore? How could it possibly manifest in reality?
Or perhaps it was a matter of shared lineage; HOMRA had also easily placed their trust in him, and they had reached a consensus.
Could the residents have suddenly abandoned this place? Had the members of the Illuminati simply vanished into thin air?
Di Yifan leaped and darted behind the rows of large trees along the roadside, heading east as he tracked Fan Cesheng and Fan Huzi, observing their every word and action.
Deep beneath the ocean, even the most powerful martial artist struggles to exert their full strength.
It seemed Ikaros was not meant to be his. He hadn't forgotten that this was the exact moment Ikaros set the imprinted chain upon the anime's protagonist, Tomoki Sakurai, acknowledging him as her master from that day forward. Celia had no idea how much benefit her instinctive act of kindness would ultimately bring her.
Limited by their perspective, the human side could not witness exactly who the combatants were, but they were certain that one of them was undoubtedly that terrifying behemoth.
The moment Diana heard the sound, she let out a sharp scream and pulled Emily closer to her.
However, as his father’s only son, he certainly had no jurisdiction over the affairs of the previous generation.
"Why?" Qian Xuan was deeply puzzled by what had led Dongzi to this decision. One had to realize that someone with his top-tier magical talent would inevitably possess the traits of that element. The most prominent characteristic of wind magic was freedom—a refusal to be constrained.
Chen Ziyun had long since regarded Zen Seventeen’s words as golden rules, and he naturally trusted his judgment implicitly. Moreover, the existence of such a frigid pool hidden beneath an underground palace, so out of place with the overall layout, would be truly suspicious if it didn't serve some other purpose.
Except for Dennis, who acted as if he had been granted a reprieve, the other five walked away with some reluctance. They had wanted to hear more inside information, but considering the massive windfall they had already received, they couldn't help but feel satisfied.
The three of them entered the tent. Qian Xuan produced a large adult-sized bathtub from her storage space, filled it with water, left behind various toiletries and a change of clothes, and then stepped out with Sasha.
The coffin, of course, was empty. While earth burials had largely vanished, the coffin itself remained. All Bian Pao had to do was rent them out; he would wait for the deceased to be interred in the grave, then retrieve the urn from the coffin.
The next morning, after breakfast, Xu Fang went to the supermarket to buy milk and other gifts. After a moment's thought, he purchased some heavy-duty needles and thread for bag-making before driving toward Shibu Village.
Fang Susu repeated herself, and only then was I certain I hadn't misheard. I asked with mild curiosity, "What do you need my help with?" Before she could answer, I added, "If you're asking me not to annex the East District, you can rest easy. I have no intention of doing so at the moment."