Volume 1, Chapter 63: Ye Cheng, Why Do You Never Die?

Indeed, back then Lin Feng had used the Blood Qi Scroll to directly annihilate Rakanishu the Blade. Although Rakanishu ultimately self-destructed, a single Blood Qi Scroll of Lin Feng's had instantly stripped away two to three hundred thousand health points. Yet now, it only amounted to a little over seventy thousand health points—which naturally left Tang Yan feeling astonished.

"So you mean... when you two talked that day, he used something to threaten you? If you hadn't agreed, he probably wouldn't have let us leave either?" Lan Duoduo's interest hooked back onto this point.

Xiao Yang was Xiao Nan's cousin, cut from the same cloth. Back in Yewu City, he had frequently bullied Xiao Nan and Xiao Yao alongside Xiao Nan. There was a long-standing grievance between them.

Lin Ye's Nine Revolutions Heaven-Sealing Fist was currently at the second revolution, possessing immense power. Logically speaking, with Lang Hong's cultivation, she should never have been able to withstand that punch just now. However, Lin Ye had held back and not used his full strength, so although she suffered some internal injuries, she managed to barely preserve her life.

Amidst her wild fancies, Emily also drifted into a hazy sleep. The night passed in peace. When she was shaken awake by the alarm clock, she still felt somewhat sleepy, but looking at the time, she forced herself to get up in agony. After washing up and eating breakfast downstairs, she arrived at the office early.

Could it be that Dao Ling was once an ancient deity, and he still retained the memories of his past life to this day? Or perhaps he himself had suffered some catastrophe, destined to endure trials and tribulations through a thousand cycles of reincarnation?

"Isn't that so?" Lan Duoduo felt that during the time she had known Luo Yun, the number of times she had felt embarrassed exceeded the sum of all such moments in the past twenty years of her life.

"Greetings, Senior." Shenfeng Xiang Yang Tianlong clasped his fists. From the aura Yang Tianlong had just displayed, Shenfeng knew that Yang Tianlong's strength was definitely above his own.

Lan Duoduo slapped a hand against her own face. She finally fully recognized her own mistake—Chen Ying'er, could you please for once be reliable?! She was about to leave right away, yet even while absent she could stir up such a massive trouble; she really was peerlessly formidable! That dead girl Ying'er, told to prepare some food, how on earth did she manage to bring up her recipe book instead?

Yang Tianlong gently pulled with his right hand, guiding the burly man to the side, before subtly exhaling a vast yet gentle surge of internal energy that instantly poured into the man's body.

People are often like this: knowing full well that something is wrong, yet yielding to the power of habit, they simply let things slide and muddle through.

Who would have thought that Chang Xiao had already signed Yi Yi up for the examination in advance, and she passed it as smoothly and effortlessly as eating a meal or drinking water.

The sky had grown very late, the street lamps casting long shadows. In the heavens, there were only a few scattered stars and a bright moon.

Although some lingering doubts remained in his heart, Hu Feiyun did not dwell on them; his flying figure through the air did not halt for even a fraction of a second.

With this peculiar energy, Xia Tian found a way to let his primordial spirit utilize body-refining divine abilities while leaving his physical body. At such times, the primordial spirit was at its freest; though not flesh and blood, it could wield strength comparable to a physical body.

At this moment, Zhong Nan felt that Zhu Youjian was simply too adorable—he almost wanted to give the other man a kiss. What did they call it? "Answering a yawn with a pillow"—wasn't this precisely it? Zhong Nan even suspected whether the emperor might be a roundworm living inside his stomach.

Consort Xi turned pale with fright, inwardly cursing herself for running her mouth. In truth, it had only been spoken half in jest; who could have known that she was ignorant of the inner workings here? The head of a household despises nothing more than vague talk of auditing accounts—to say nothing of those engaged in petty theft, even the completely innocent possess a greater sense of pride and will not tolerate outsiders casting doubt on them.

"Then I'll go call my father for you." Hong Zhu muttered with a puzzled expression as she walked outside. Halfway there, her face flushed red as she suddenly understood what was meant.

Such news was currently known to only a few. To avoid leaking clues and giving the culprit a chance to exploit them, the authorities had not yet disclosed the cause of death. However, days passed one by one, and three fleeting days had gone by. Since no further autopsy was required, Honghui should be taken out for the funeral and burial; minor children would be cremated.

Blood slowly seeped from the corners of her mouth. She struggled to climb to her feet, but alas, she could not muster even a shred of strength throughout her entire body.

The various empires bordering Western Qin—such as Xi'wu, Da Zhao, Fusang, and Da Yan—saw relevant factions begin dispatching powerhouses toward Tabro City, secretly uniting to ensure the Moon Empire was taught a harsh lesson.

Yan Yuncheng wore a look of utter malevolence, rising to his feet and preparing to walk out. Tianpei hurriedly grabbed him by the arm, understanding Yan Yuncheng's temper all too well. He knew Yan Yuncheng was undoubtedly rushing back to Yanjing to rescue Yinwen and the Undead Silkworm. Yet, Yan Yuncheng was currently a figure reviled by everyone in the Yan State; rushing back so rashly would surely mean a one-way trip with no return.

"In other words, the current Qingyang Realm possesses a total of three Celestial-tier entities." Locke, transformed into an ordinary Daoist of the Qingyang Realm, murmured softly.

The old man glanced at Liu Xiyi's empty right sleeve. "You are indeed benevolent, but alas, you are simply too benevolent. Otherwise, you would have had a chance to become one of the candidates."

At the same time, Chen Xiao, flying through the oceanic void, also sensed the pursuit behind him, his gaze beginning to shift.

"Those who know me are none other than Brother Lin! Very well! With you keeping me company today, what harm is there if I, Chu Zufeng, were to die?" Chu Zufeng extended his hand toward Lin Yu.

His usual physical training regimen was no longer like his past self blindly fumbling about through trial and error, but rather taught by the instructors of the Knight Perseverance Academy.

He had been frantic all the way along the journey, fearing nothing more than seeing Big Black Head at the scene. As long as he wasn't there, Lu Shaiming's heart could rest much easier.

It wasn't that the total water volume of the Wizard World had failed to increase; rather, even as the oceanic whirlpools born across various seas continuously spewed forth water elements, the earth elements, wind elements, fire elements, and others within the Wizard World were also slowly increasing.

The Wheel of Annihilation was a world-class secret treasure with astonishing capabilities, but it could not strip Locke of all his power.