Volume 1, Chapter 25: Say, Brother, Do You Have a Light?

Clearly, just a moment ago, she had been right beside him. Yet, the instant he activated his ability, she had unconsciously crossed a distance of more than ten meters, hiding in the shadow of a strange rock while concealing her presence entirely.

"Roar!" The giant serpent let out a cry of pain. The force of the blow was so immense that the entire snake was sent flying.

Over the past three weeks, even the non-believers in Lira Town had developed a sense of goodwill toward the Church of Light. Whenever they suffered a serious injury or faced a stubborn illness, the Church of Light was the first place that came to mind.

Si Qing leaped into the air once more. Seeing that the distance was sufficient, she stepped onto Sha’s cat-leg and sprinted straight upward.

A person’s back has many bones and thick muscle, making it the most resilient part of the body, yet it still contains two vulnerable spots.

The Emperor had announced during the morning court session that he would visit the Chu residence, so the family had naturally made preparations early on to welcome him.

She did not accuse Lady Hu of being in the wrong; she merely lamented her own uselessness, claiming she could not bring herself to violate human ethics.

"Zhao Honghan, you know full well how much your family has helped mine, and how much my family has done for yours," Liu Xiao retorted, unwilling to back down.

That required not only the technique to refine a soul into a ghost slave but also the cultivation of a Daoist method that shared the same origin as the technique itself.

While the contestants on all ten arenas had just begun their matches, the arena where Xuan Wuji and the others were already showed no signs of combat.

Scar-eye was deeply agitated. As he spoke, his expression was incredibly complex; he was smiling, yet his brows were furrowed.

"Saying that makes it sound like we’re strangers. We are friends, and besides you, I have no one else." I finished speaking and walked away, leaving the laboratory. I noticed Noi slowly following in my footsteps.

Entering the Realm of the Main God, Ling Xiao’s eyes slowly cleared, and then a massive vortex appeared before him.

At that moment, a flicker of contempt shone deep within Shangguan Zhixi’s eyes, though she masked it so perfectly that no one noticed.

The final rays of twilight fell upon the horizon. Looking toward the dim arc in the southwest—the point where dusk seemed to meet the light—three figures approached slowly.

Transporting such a massive piece of rare raw crystal to this place showed the sheer scale of the project. Rome was not built in a day, and this deep-sea dragon palace was not the work of a single moment.

"Damn it! What kind of bastard dares to shove me!" The person who had been bumped into turned fierce, raining punches and kicks down on Jiang San.

At this point, the expert before them let out a rare sigh and fell into a heavy silence. The desolation contained within that sigh was felt by every entity in the cave, even the remnant soul of the True Dragon, which was in the midst of merging its will, stirred slightly.

I am a genuine master of the mid-stage Dark Energy. How could the power of Dark Energy be compared to the raw strength practiced by common men? Furthermore, since the old man Qing Hu had sharpened the ancient sword, it was incomparably keen. Every strike cleaved their machetes in two, and the men rushing toward me were left with ghastly, shocking wounds carved from their noses downward.

Ye Jun cast a look at Jin San, signaling him to hurry. He took a few gulps of wine from the gourd and then respectfully returned it to Jin San.

As for Zheng Qiu, he didn't stand on ceremony; he left with Chang Hu first, returning to Zhou Tian’s side.

Just as he was about to retort angrily, his mouth was covered by the Wang family guard who had spoken earlier.

When others cooked, they only prepared meals for an elderly couple, but when it was his turn, he was expected to cook for over a dozen people.

That day, the entire Congyun Sea seemed like a bowl of boiling soup, with countless mortals and cultivators trapped within it, with no way to ascend to the heavens and no way to burrow into the earth.

A silence spread suddenly between them. Neither spoke, but they understood each other’s meaning without needing to say a word.

She also noticed that although Chu Li had become the recognized captain of the Zhongzhou Team, he seemed to trust Chu Xuan’s intellect deeply. Perhaps this more rational, strategic approach would make the Zhongzhou Team better suited for survival in the Main God’s space.

Having said that, she poured the medicinal powder from the bottle directly into the pot and stirred it with the wooden spoon hanging nearby. With every turn of the spoon, the sense of triumph in Huang Ying’er’s heart grew.

He didn't doubt Zhou Tian's character, but if the Zheng family were to be moved to the Imperial City rashly, it would inevitably invite unnecessary trouble.

Xuan Gao no longer had the strength to resist. Liang Fa’s palms pushed against the right arm Xuan Gao had used to block, slamming into his chest. Amidst the gasps of the Wudang and Shaolin disciples, Xuan Gao was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string.

Zheng Xian arrived outside a hotel. The building looked magnificent, and his target was inside.

The chef’s innate divine ability was a body restoration speed far exceeding that of ordinary cultivators; Silver Ghost’s innate divine ability was the power to transform himself into a spear.

After returning, he briefly explained his thoughts to the Firebird Demon Lord, who responded with a look of sudden realization.

Beigong Qin heard someone speaking behind him, but he hadn't sensed anyone’s presence. Startled, he whirled around, only to see two bloody heads rolling to his feet. They were the very men—Wu and Zhang—who had left earlier. Their eyes were wide open, full of lingering resentment, and their faces were frozen in terror.