Chapter 54 Bai Yue, the Son-Pitiful Mother

If Feng Chen could never complete the second trial, it would mean he would never break through to the third stage!

At the same time, the authoritative voice echoed again in Feng Chen’s mind: “The second trial of the Chaos Nine Test—endure for one hour within the Chaos Space!”

The Chaos Space was precisely the realm Feng Chen's consciousness had just entered.

It was a suffocating space!

As the son of Bai Yue, Feng Chen possessed exceptional qualifications in every aspect.

Although among the Dragon Group members, Ye Chen was almost regarded as the strongest expert on Earth, Feng Chen paid it no mind. On a low-tier plane like Earth, the ceiling was fixed; the so-called strongest was merely the tallest among dwarfs. No matter how strong, there was a limit to their strength.

Though the Qin family members’ bodies were immobilized, their sensations remained intact—they felt everything clearly.

Yet, Lin Ruofeng’s jump height utterly surpassed both of them; they could only watch helplessly as the basketball flew past from his fingertips.

If the incident hadn’t escalated so greatly, even Old Medicine wouldn’t have been alarmed enough to intervene, and he probably wouldn’t have appeared.

Su Nan sighed helplessly, silently praying for a miracle to happen this time.

“Yo, no wonder you’re a self-made big boss—not dumb at all!” the masked leader mocked.

The spear formed from ghostly energy snapped like a brittle stick under a single blow, then a fierce sword light struck heavily against the One-Horned Demon King.

The golden ‘color’ of the supernatural point emerged, drifting through the sea of consciousness until it hung suspended in the air.

Fei Lu stomped his foot fiercely, causing a net-like crack to appear on the steps of the Sacred Heart Gate. A wave of energy surged, forcing everyone to take a half step back. He glared coldly at Su Nan and spoke viciously.

When the golden threads formed by the Deity-Sealing Technique fell upon them, they were immediately sealed.

Ye Tian clutched his heart, but the pain vanished as quickly as it came. He felt as if he had lost something.

The speed of the transformation was terrifying—one moment it was molten lava, the next it had solidified into cold igneous rock, shifting from liquid to solid.

No one could understand more clearly than her the horror of hope’s arrival only to be snatched away by fate—the despair was utterly terrifying.

She moved to Su Cheng’s home because Chen Zheng had demonstrated exceptional painting skills in the large classroom that day. She wanted to learn painting from him, to master the art of truly bringing people to life on canvas.

If she came out like this, it would just play into Su Wan’er’s hands. Without her presence, Su Wan’er could claim supremacy within the General’s Mansion.

Ye Tian saw Li Shihan glare at him and thought, Why are you glaring at me? When did I ever offend you? Didn’t I just kiss you last time? Is it necessary to glare at me every time? Ye Tian thought helplessly.

The prices of top three famous liquors—Moutai, Wuliangye, and Luzhou Laojiao—plummeted sharply at wholesale. Moutai’s price dropped by half, while Wuliangye and Luzhou Laojiao even fell to around fifty yuan.

Ye Tian took out his bank card and inserted it into the slot. A minute later, he left the bank holding a thick stack of red bills, amounting to about fifty thousand yuan.

That day, Changsun Wuya took the initiative to find her, voluntarily revealing his plan to defect and needing her cooperation.

He himself had been defeated by Hu Jiu; within the Sword Sect, there was no rival to Hu Jiu. To ensure the continuity of the Sword Sect’s legacy, he could only bow his head in submission.

When Hua Xing saw Chu Shiyu wearing the Star Wish necklace emerge, he felt as if struck by a thunderbolt—utter disbelief. The entire event had no sign of Chu Shiyu; they had thought she might not have come at all. Yet unexpectedly, Yi Xuan had directly allowed Chu Shiyu to appear wearing the necklace.