Chapter 108: Who Can Stand Against Me?!

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Since Ye Xing condensed this unique spiritual incarnation, he had been continuously exploring its abilities. Perseverance paid off, and he finally discovered an extraordinary power inherent to the spiritual form.

No one objected. With the steward’s anxious and restless gaze and Xiao Xiao’s unwillingness, Cang Yue flipped his fingers and lifted the restrictions on the young man’s body.

Therefore, Ye Xing could not believe Yun Ke came to rescue them without any ulterior motive; such a thing was simply impossible.

The three wore equally bewildered expressions. Even they barely comprehended what had just happened, but the sharp pain coursing through their bodies was undeniable, constantly reminding them that this was no dream.

Suddenly, a cold gleam flashed swiftly. Before anyone could clearly see Ye Xing’s move, a terrifying, bloody hole appeared on the serpent’s throat, as if torn by a sudden strike.

“Because they like the island’s environment, and have a certain strength, they settled here,” Yue Feng explained.

“Just like your reason,” I replied, then left Xia Mengyou’s room without further conversation. Closing the door behind me, I turned and walked into my own room.

Indeed, with his extensive battle experience, how could he fail to understand what she meant?

As Liang Shan finished speaking, a greasy-faced, ragged middle-aged man spoke in Mandarin. Judging by his eager gaze fixed on Liang Shan’s chips, he had clearly lost all his money.

“Wuji, what should we do?” Mo Tong anxiously looked at Wuji, continuously casting supportive spells to help defend their group. But Mo Tong could see the looming crisis and couldn’t help but voice her concern.

Moreover, establishing posthumous rules and perfectly integrating them into this world was no easy feat.

In the past, Ye Qiu would have ignored such matters, as long as no harm befell his loved ones. But now, with a hijacking occurring, who knew what might happen? If the plane was headed to Africa, it would surely cause significant delay.

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“Heh heh, General Hou’s visit is truly a blessing for my father,” Cao Ang said casually, neither rushing to accept the seal nor eager to enter the city. Instead, he chatted with Hou Cheng beneath the city walls, phrase by phrase.

Hua Yingcai struggled to suppress the urge to strike someone, his mouth twitching as his mind wavered between acting or holding back.

Li Qianqian had been frightened, losing a fragment of her soul, while Count Charlie’s problem wasn’t soul-related but rather the corruption gnawing away at his internal body.

The excited exclamations drew the attention of nearly all the customers in the family restaurant toward the cashier’s area.

On a micro level, with the supercomputer’s calculation abilities, material reconstruction and elemental rearrangement were effortless.

With this, at least their plan could commence as scheduled. But when they heard what came next, everyone froze, their expressions turning complicated.

In October, Liang Fei, general manager of a new toy company, rushed to Shenzhen to report recent work to Lin Qi.

Because if I want to make money, given my current ability, I can earn a great deal. Moreover, our studio now earns a fortune daily; I’m not short of money at all.

At this moment, in the hall, Chairman Xia sat on the sofa, with Yin Yue Rou beside him.

“Master, Guo Dayong and the others have begun renovating the old school. Shall we go take a look?” Xiao Liangzi said behind Zhou Yang.

Sun Ce was a youthful hero, unparalleled in martial skill, having achieved great feats at a young age. By his teenage years, he was leading troops solo, conquering at least half the Jiangdong territory.

He never expected that Huang Zhong, besides being a superb warrior, was also an expert marksman. That last shot could not be executed without a decade or two of practice.

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“I plan the same. When the child grows a bit older, I’ll bring him here every year and also visit my mother,” Zhao Yiting smiled.

Rarely did the Spirit Snake Squad fall silent like this; unlike before when they would immediately mock their opponents, even the usually hot-tempered Chong Xiuwei quieted down. As for the driver Zong Yangrong, he kept his mouth shut and eyes fixed on the opposing light cavalry, fully alert.

“Deceiving Chairman Xia? Does she not understand the consequences?” Lin Lang was surprised and couldn’t help but admire Yin Yue Rou’s boldness to dare lie to Chairman Xia.

Frankly, when he attacked Youzhou, he only intended to grab something and leave. But Liu Yu’s dying entrustment handed this hot potato to Guo Jia.

Hearing this, Li Mao finally understood. No wonder the man had a pale face, no beard, and delicate features—he was a palace eunuch.

If there were two of the item, Hua Siyu wouldn’t have fought Lin Lingxue for it. But now there was only one, and since she wanted it, she had no choice but to snatch it from Lin Lingxue.

Before the words finished, the light shield suddenly cracked with a crisp sound, and a streak of purple light flashed by.

“We don’t need you, Young Master Jiang, to do anything. We only hope you can hold a nominal position in National Security, nothing more!” Kang Fenghui said.

To kill An Lushan or save Li Mao — in a flash, Nan Jiyun made his decision without hesitation. To him, An Lushan was insignificant, unworthy of comparison with Li Mao. Without any second thought, he aimed his bow at the cold arrow shot toward Li Mao and released his finger.

Mo Chen focused his gaze on the elder in a dark green Taoist robe, white temples, gaunt and worn, his face covered in rough wrinkles, dull and lifeless. This was evidently the sect leader they all spoke of, yet he lacked any trace of celestial grace, resembling more a weary old man drained of spirit.