Volume 1, Chapter 61: Never Retreat

"No!" Zheng Ba-gu still replied without the slightest hesitation, straight to the point. "Junior Brother Luo's opinion is that when we reach the mountain, there will be a way through, and when we reach the bridge, the boat will naturally cross! This mortal world has endured countless ages and has become what it is. Now that the great tribulation is approaching, blindly delaying out of fear is of no help whatsoever."

Secondly, the stock market was doing poorly with no money to be made, so we promptly told our investor friends to cut losses and exit. Then we claimed we would lead everyone to a more profitable path—which was Bitcoin—followed by opening accounts. Of course, on the surface, we still had to market stocks, so we instructed the investors to open dual accounts.

Propping up her upper body, Li Miao checked the terminal. It was only 6:00 AM, and Baili Yu was no longer in the room. Could he have gone out early for a morning workout?

As her hand was placed in Baili Yu's palm, Li Miao suddenly felt a stinging soreness in her eyes, and a wave of reluctance to part surged from the bottom of her heart. Looking at her father, tears began to stream down her face.

Thus, the dragon soul was torn apart, pushing him further from a Dragon Tongue who had merely learned the Way of the Voice and stolen the power of the Thu'um, into a true Dragonborn.

It was not that Tony Stark had a change of heart, but rather that if Luke and Selina had not intervened today, things might have genuinely gone terribly wrong.

"That being the case, you Eastern Devil Cult have no objections to assisting the Zhushan Sect, do you?" Luo Jun added.

Watching Xing'er's receding figure, Lei Ming thought to himself: Which of this eccentric and quirky Xing'er's words were true, and which were false?

Regarding this, Elder Zhuiyun Bai Guyi not only felt no aversion, but instead felt that the new Emei sect possessed more human warmth.

Seeing Tang Xin'er calm down, Quan Yeming looked with deep affection at his most cherished disciple and imparted earnest instruction. Here, the master and his two disciples were chatting about Liang Shan's gambling skills and insights. Meanwhile, Ren Yi'an, who had been watching from the sidelines, furrowed his brow slightly and walked aside to make a phone call.

Ye Yanqing immediately fabricated a story, claiming that Xue Yi-dao had discovered a treasure within the ruins, but unexpectedly the Saint-Warrior powerhouse had appeared. When Xue Yi-dao refused to hand over the treasure, he was killed.

"It won't hurt after a little while. You just won't be able to use your spiritual energy. There won't be any negative effects on your body," the old man said.

At the time, wanting to keep him by her side, she had even made up a set of lyrics and sang them to him very mushily. Could it be that God was showing mercy to her by sending him to help her govern Huai County and rise to prominence as a powerful force in the Da Shun Dynasty?

"Alas, Big Brother, I heard that many more sects have entered the ruins this time compared to before, and those three top-tier sects have come as well," a dark-faced, burly man said with a face full of anxiety.

Unlike the past, this time a rare sense of loneliness unexpectedly welled up in the beautiful capital, amidst the bustling streets, the very instant he pulled out the key and opened his hotel room door, inevitably bringing a touch of hesitation to his heart.

Zhao Weihan collapsed backward onto the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood. With a pale face, he glared at Qin Xiao, his fierce gaze practically spitting fire.

Li Mengyuan was not particularly enthusiastic about Xia Tian's proposal. Ordinarily, she only enjoyed watching television dramas and had never once considered becoming an actress in the future, nor did she have any desire to be one.

In just the span of a single breath, Yu Yan had already cast dozens of Heart-Antares Five Elements Thunders around him, while about half of the magical power within his body had been consumed.

"Taste my staff!" The man attacked without any warning. A staff studded with sharp spikes thrust directly at his face. Han Bing raised the Mystic Ice Leaving Fire Staff in his hand to parry, producing a crisp clash. The collision of the staves was a contest between skill and strength.

Even a rudder master could appear in such an unfathomable manner; which tier of stealth techniques did this belong to within the White Cloud Gang?

At that moment, an irrepressible look of terror flashed within the dark red eyes of the Qiongqi Young Master.

The journey from the frontier star to the primary star was hardly short; the spacecraft sailed through the universe for three or four days, traversing more than a dozen wormholes.

The man had just pulled a few white insect eggs from his pocket, intending to feed them blood so they would grow rapidly.

Noticing the boy's behavior, Qian Renxue, her expression hidden beneath her hood, could not help but smile.

After crawling out of the coffin, the staff member cried and screamed as he fled in panic.

Bo Saixi listened with extreme concentration, revealing a look of astonishment especially when hearing about the changes in the trials.

He promulgated an imperial decree ordering the Southern Divine Lord to lead the most elite Qi-refining masters of the Heaven-Calculating Division to form a vanguard team and charge into that abyss rift.

Although the Second Elder could join the other elders in rejecting the Sect Master's stern command, for the sake of the goal in his heart, he still lowered his head in consent.

Blushing fiercely with a red face, she tilted her head up to look at her two fair, slender legs, and the awkwardly old-fashioned bright red cotton panties with large golden floral prints right between them.

With a "let's try it" mindset, the instant he connected the online chat call, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was dumbfounded by everything he "saw."

Tong Lexi hugged Jin Zhiqin and showered her with kisses, laughing out loud. Jin Zhiqin also wrapped her arms around Tong Lexi's neck, giggling and drooling profusely.

Shen Nishu cupped her chin in both hands, her fingertips tapping lightly against her face. Were it not for the fanatical obsession tinged with cruelty lurking deep within her eyes, this appearance would have genuinely seemed rather cute.

Dark red, freezing eyes sat atop the head, with two curved dark red horns growing backward, resembling a transformed bovine demon beast. Its gaze looked down apathetically upon Huai Guiyi, who had been blasted into the sunken ground, with red gleams flickering within its cold pupils—devoid of a single shred of human emotion.

"So it's about injecting energy into the grand formation to forcibly restore its power. I'm seeing this kind of living-sacrifice method used to replenish a formation's energy for the very first time," Meng Wei said with one hand supporting his chin in curiosity. After a while, his injuries had recovered more or less.

Yang Qing hugged Wusheng tightly, pressing her body closely against him, as if wishing to convey to Wusheng how foolish and unwise this was.

Di Yu's body was continuously scoured by surging spiritual energy, which instantly filled his Ruins and overflowed to every corner of his physique.

Yi Yang spread his wings and soared once more, leaping high into the air and forcefully landing directly in front of where Leng Yanyu was escaping.

Ye Qian looked out the window. It was now noon, but the sky had been completely dark since morning. This was neither a solar eclipse nor clouds obscuring the sky; the sky was completely clear, yet the entire world was shrouded in total darkness, just like the end of the world.

"Hiss, it hurts!" Tong Lexi frowned. Her neck felt as though it were about to snap; even though the person's movements were very gentle, she still felt a twinge of pain.