Chapter 45

Yang Zhanxing was enveloped by the net and struggled with all his might, but to no avail. The net was incredibly sturdy; even with his combat power, he could not break free.

By now, the death of the Ning family’s Great Elder had been pushed to the back of their minds. Furthermore, the appearance of the Snowy Mountain Giant Bear had caused their fear of Lin Ye to dissipate like smoke.

Awakening the bloodline had come at a great price: the departure of Qin Xue. If only I could bring Qin Xue back to life, I would gladly forsake this damn Han family bloodline.

This body was not what Nina wanted! But since she was stuck with it, she could hardly return to her mother’s womb to be remade.

However, her godfather, Hetun, only allowed half of his wish to be fulfilled: he let Lin Nuo go to Shen City to find his father first, and then return to Peite Castle with him to bring back his mother, Lin Xueluo.

Beyond the energy barrier, he and Luo Ningyu exerted all their strength to propel the Moon Shuttle, flying toward the coastline at an incredible speed.

One to one hundred—this meant that if Wang Luochen won the match, anyone who bet a dollar on him would get their principal back and receive a hundred-dollar profit. These odds were truly astonishing in any gambling circle.

Young City Master Fang Yi had long coveted Lin Rou. Had it not been for the fact that she was the unrivaled beauty of Yongding City and he did not want to resort to force, she would likely have lost her virtue to him long ago.

"Rongrong!" Nan Mucheng could finally contain himself no longer; he rushed forward and shoved the thin man aside with a slap.

Among the twenty-odd student candidates, Yuan Xin’s strength was above average, significantly better than Wu Lei’s. Defeating Li Chengshuang should not be a problem.

Defend for three minutes with a Sword Wall? Don't dream. An immortal-level, high-intelligence boss would surely know how to break it. I’d be beaten to a pulp without even knowing how it happened. As for Sword Stealth, forget it—with such a disparity in levels, my stealth state would likely be no different from being exposed.

A silent curse slipped through Cheng Nuo’s mind, and he felt his previous hunger and appetite diminish slightly.

My attack undoubtedly provided an opportunity for the assassin behind me. A poisoned dagger stabbed into my back without hesitation. There was no good way to counter this; I could only accept it silently.

Brilliant ripples of wild energy bloomed in the most spectacular colors across the landscape, as corpse after corpse fell from high above.

After waiting for a while longer, there was still no sign of my second uncle. Both of us were starting to lose our composure.

Desperate, miserable screams echoed incessantly from within. At that moment, one after another, disciples and elders of the Immortal Palace were shot or blown to pieces, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

When his reason returned, he knew that this was not only impossible but absolutely inappropriate.

Selling out his teammates with such skill! Cheng Nuo could not help but shake his head at the moral fiber of Lan Feng’s "drinking buddies."

Moreover, according to Z University’s setting, stepping into the fifth rank was equivalent to ascension, and ascension itself required breaking through the world’s barrier—though, of course, the current plane would surely cooperate when the time came.

Across the dim candlelight, Su Qianqian lay on the table, counting the flickering shadows, as if she saw a black figure slip in through the window, approaching her with his usual lack of decorum.

Liansheng sighed slightly. These suicide squads consisted of South Korean elite soldiers; now that their nation had fallen, they were determined to fight to the death. When enemies met, their eyes turned red with fury. The North Korean soldiers, incensed, grabbed whatever weapons were at hand and charged into the fray, fighting without pause.

Fede recalled the map of the Mazhni Principality. The already small territory was reduced to less than a quarter under the control of Duke Yanis, carved up until only a sliver remained.

"My name is Alice, and my father knows you." Alice rubbed her cheek against her teddy bear with adorable, bashful charm. It was truly precious.

"Feng, your heart is in chaos!" At that moment, Nangong Qian suddenly took Ye Feng’s hand, and a cold aura was channeled into his body.

"What’s going on? Just one blow, and you can’t hold on anymore?" Su Yi retracted his fist in surprise, then looked around vigilantly.

"Do you need something from us?" Lu Fengling tucked the Dragon Pearl he had been admiring into his belt, stood with his hands behind his back, and asked with a smile.

A-Jiu agreed with a smile, then took Princess Rongchang’s hand and led Qi Yao out of the Longevity Palace.

Ze Jin listened to Apophis and fell into deep thought. Coming from a technological world, he felt the weight of these words even more deeply.

Bai Ling, furious that the black cat had bitten Bai Yi, threw it onto the ground. He had already beaten it earlier, but it wasn't enough to appease him. As soon as the cat landed, it snarled at Bai Ling, baring its sharp, white teeth and growling in threat.

Lin Yu walked forward two steps and found the air bitingly cold, yet there was a strange sensation that it was not quite as freezing as it seemed.

Not to mention Liu Bei, who was deep in thought, Zhang Ren led the two Lings out of Xinye City. After traveling a few miles, he looked back at the city gate and let out a Zhou Xingchi-style "treacherous" laugh, drawing looks of disdain from both Lings.

When the convoy stopped near the base entrance and quickly deployed into a combat formation, preparing to storm the interior, the soldiers sent to inspect the exploded vehicle returned.

The destructive power of the Sixth-Rank Primordial Art was far beyond what he could withstand. Even with his strongest magical treasure, he could not block it. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for Yue Ying to even attempt to intercept Zhu Qi’s attack.

Not long after, a young, handsome general in white, riding a black steed, slowly approached.

"This isn't a crooked idea; it's a golden one." Niu Qinglin shook his head, disagreeing with the other’s words. In truth, Old Master Li’s illness was simple—it was nothing more than a sickness of the heart. Heart ailments require heart medicine, but he had no clue how to treat it and was even prepared to suggest seeing a psychologist.

"Fifteen million!" Wu Linzheng gritted his teeth. This price was a bit of a gamble and marked his absolute bottom line.

"Either I follow, or we let the White Wolf guard you. Choose one," Xu Dashan replied.

Yue Lingyou was in a state of panic, her eyes fixed solely on Yue Qin-feng. After being struck by the butterfly’s palm force, her body tilted to the side.

To be safe, Xu Dashan took some time to embed sixteen jade talismans.