Volume One, Chapter 21: The Former Fiancé and the Reborn Woman Came to Shen Zhiyi’s Territory

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Although Liowanta possessed immense self-confidence, everyone else remained deeply worried. In their eyes, Wanta was merely an ordinary man over a hundred years old, struggling even to walk; how could he possibly contend with that god of slaughter?

You Wanwan felt her anger rising as she looked at Jiang Ming’s nonchalant expression and Kong Qirong’s fearful demeanor.

"Grandmaster Jiang, we wish to follow the conventions of the global cultivation community and pay a ransom for our lives," the bearded man stammered.

Returning once more to the Han family estate, the scene before me was chilling. The shockwave from the shattering of the Demon King’s soul lattice had instantly killed over a hundred men from the special forces led by Yao Rulong, while dozens more perished from the corrosive plague. As for the wounded, the numbers were even greater.

"Fine. Had I known you had such a formidable background, I never should have kept you here. And to think I was actually concerned for your safety," I sighed.

"I did not cheat! And Teacher Jiang did not help us cheat either!" Wang Shangwei roared, covering his face.

At this moment, Chang Jian’s complexion was as unsightly as it could possibly be, appearing as if it had swollen into a piece of rotten pork liver.

With a seal formed by his right hand, he bowed deeply to Guangji. At this moment, Qing Yihan was already bathed in tears.

To live well in the Underworld, aside from burning paper ingots and ghost money, one also needs connections. Otherwise, the burned money never reaches the ghosts of one's relatives; it gets skimmed off layer by layer, leaving them paupers nonetheless.

"Pop!" With a soft sound, a thin, bubble-like film was pierced by my true energy.

In less than three hours, the defensive array was completely shattered. The armies of the Dashang Demon Kingdom raised their arms in shouts and swarmed toward the city like a plague of locusts.

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Liu Xie, within the palace, performed a summoning once more. This time, he sought to summon a famous historical general skilled in defending cities.

Another deafening roar erupted, as if the God of Thunder had grown angry and struck bolt after bolt. But these were not claps of thunder; they were the sounds of artillery fire. If I were not mistaken, it sounded like tanks bombarding a target.

Chu Feng did not know that his parents and clansmen would misunderstand the situation; he simply felt that until things were certain, the fewer people who knew, the better.

After consuming the antidote, the "Ghost without Fortune" felt seven or eight parts better after a period of rest. The Three Ghosts of Eastern Dian then sought ways to treat Yang Sihai and Ma Shaowei. They first removed the Soul-Stealing Needles from the acupuncture points on the men's bodies and then brewed an antidote based on the specific toxins they had ingested.

Seeing Liu Xie’s uniqueness, they were naturally gratified and overjoyed; His Majesty was truly incomparable to these mere mortals.

Once he encountered a cultivator similar to himself, he felt a burning urge to compete and determine who was superior.

In truth, his feeling of terror was not without reason. Even Pang Feng sensed that there seemed to be a dangerous presence lurking at the very bottom.

However, what the crowd failed to notice was that when the head, shrouded in black robes, saw Jiang Wei, the gaze hidden within the hood flickered with a hint of volatility.

Knowing a great deal is truly something to be proud of. Lu Li continued to explain, though the words that followed were not spoken by Zhaoge, but rather deduced according to his own line of reasoning.

Linglong whispered a reminder in Mu Li’s ear, pulling her back from her thoughts. Mu Li followed suit, stepping steadily over the brazier, which symbolized a prosperous life for the couple and served to ward off evil.

Aside from Malcolm, who had reached the ninth level of the Fierce Beast rank, Anthony was a mechanical beast. Furthermore, there were three lions in the group whose levels had reached the primary Fierce Beast rank, making them nearly on par with Tang Long.

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"Look at how things are today; she can’t even move her fingers. I am powerless to help," Su Zixu said with a look of despair, sitting on a bench and leaning against the railing to watch Su Muxiu.

Li Cunxiao was dumbfounded. Was this what they called sorcery? It was too incredible—to take a life with the snap of a finger, as easily as reaching into one's pocket. If his own troops had possessed such abilities back in the day, there would be no need to fight; they could have simply wiped the enemy out entirely.

"Since you have such intentions and are a friend of Nana’s, stay at the Ye family estate from now on!" At his age, reaching the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment was actually quite impressive. Though he was slightly inferior to Ling Yunhao, he was still acceptable. The Ye family was in need of people, and Ye Xingyuan certainly would not refuse.

"Then how will you teach me?" Ling Yunhao asked tentatively. Although he was mentally prepared, he still felt uncertain. After experiencing Qingfengzi’s inhumane teaching methods, Ling Yunhao had developed a trauma.

After having walked through the gates of hell and returning, his true energy was actually even more abundant and thick than before? Could the white-robed old man have fed him some kind of elixir?

The two people behind him were completely speechless. Did this man have any regard for propriety? She wondered how Zixi had ever encountered such a shameless person. Li Qingyi could not help but feel deeply worried for Wu Zixi.

Mu Li’s gaze drifted, feeling somewhat guilty. She could not remember the events of last night clearly; she felt as if she might have said something, but then again, perhaps she hadn't.

A formation appeared on the wall beside Pain, and from it emerged a crab. The crab spat out a large amount of liquid. Jiraiya immediately leaped onto the building behind him to dodge the attack, only to realize upon closer inspection that it was merely ordinary foam.