Chapter 20
Originally, Soro had thought the palace guards were the strongest force, but now he understood that the guards within the palace were hardly of much significance. Soro believed that within the palace, there must be many powerful attendants who alone could adequately protect the empire’s great emperor.
Moreover, just now, the Black and White Impermanence mentioned something—something about my soul being heavier than an ordinary spirit? Could this be due to my cultivation of the Five Ghost Technique?
After a song ended, Ju Juan’s eyes showed no trace of tears, not even at the corners of her brows; she smiled openly to the entire hall. Yet, upon closer inspection, one would notice her fingernails digging deep into her palms, silently releasing the profound sorrow that weighed heavily on her heart.
“This is not this, and that is not that. How exactly did the Sacrificial Wine Master die? From what I see, since they have no late-stage Golden Core cultivators nearby, brother, do you and I still need to fear a weakling and a mid-stage cultivator named Ye?” Yuan Shaoyang grew impatient.
As the two walked farther away, Qin Lang and Xia Xiaojun chuckled behind them. With such a wild crowd of spectators, what was there left to worry about?
Suddenly, the tide of battle shifted. The ghost soldiers attacking the village, upon hearing the signal to retreat with the sounding of the war horn, immediately separated from the ghost soldiers under the Black King of Hell and began a frantic escape. Meanwhile, the Black King’s forces surged forward like a tide amidst cries of battle.
The leader bellowed fiercely as he was helped into a vehicle, but Qin Lang stepped forward to the van.
Seeing that Soro did not permit him to advance, Sain’s expression dimmed slightly. He longed to fight a strong opponent to better understand his own progress.
Thus, the Death Sovereign and the Black Dragon Emperor combined their secret arts to dismantle Jin Ling’s shattered divine body, astonishingly creating an army of a million undead to invade the south. This sparked other thoughts: should they dismantle more divine bodies in the same way?
Guan Yun immediately ran to lift the Azure Dragon. Sitting cross-legged, he allowed the dragon to lean against his shoulder. Upon confirming the dragon’s breathing was steady, he finally exhaled with relief.
She lightly grazed Gu Tingting’s neck again, avoiding the vital spots, yet another stream of fresh blood flowed from a different place on her neck.
After being reborn, Chen Rang made a point to thoroughly study every battle team at Kaiyang Academy.
In less than a second, amidst the continual screams of Old Wang dying next door, Qin Tian made a remarkably bold decision.
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Each time he tugged, he found himself unexpectedly stirred by a strange sensation.
As I carefully copied the script word by word, suddenly my limbs trembled uncontrollably; a turbulent wave rose in my chest, and a sweet, metallic taste welled up from my throat.
The crimson lightning marks on his forehead emitted a faint red glow, resembling a demon that devours human souls.
Upon hearing Zhou Dong’s question, Xu Chunqiu stood up and declared resolutely, “As cultivators, it is our duty to uphold justice and slay demons.”
Walking along the street, Chen Tianfan found himself uncertain how to return to Shangyang No.1 High School.
It was said that once a phoenix descended, resting briefly on this mountain peak before spreading its wings and flying away.
Lin Tianhua slowly stepped down from the stage, catching a handful of fresh flowers and gently approached Li Sishan, who sat in his seat.
Though he had only done a few things for the common folk before him, they had already etched his deeds deeply into their hearts.
“Finally, we get to see the legendary Water of Life,” someone said excitedly; yet others gripped their weapons tightly, for the Water of Life had long stirred ill intentions in many hearts.
“These past few days have been fine, but when will he be sent to observe the Sword Enlightenment Stele?” Su Mobai inquired cautiously. He knew Xiao Bai’s intent was the Stele, and the Supreme Elder held the right to freely assign viewing slots. He also knew his master had struck a deal with the Stone Emperor.
Chi Feng and Zong Yun regarded the masked figure ahead—White Dust—with grave expressions. To verify White Dust’s strength, they decided to test him personally.
Walking near the middle-rear of the formation, Wei Ran noticed that despite a full day’s rest yesterday, everyone’s stamina was clearly waning due to food scarcity, especially since they each carried large bundles of firewood.
Moreover, if the Bat King’s strike were to land hard on Meng E, it would only send him to the area sealed off by the Bat King, leaving no chance for escape.
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As long as the posture was right and face was saved, he did not believe that irresponsible cheap father would dare to say anything against him.
“Senior, do not trust this despicable crocodile demon. The first time, it was this demon who deceived me, leaving my mind in chaos so it could seize control.”
He sought my help, so I assisted him. I made him wealthy, made him successful, and elevated him into the upper class. His rise to nobility was all thanks to me.
“No wonder you’re so skilled,” Wei Ran and Professor Alexei muttered in unison, reluctantly accepting the explanation.
He trained daily, delving into internal energy, continuously battling the cold poison, surviving countless near-death encounters, and repeatedly experiencing sudden enlightenment, ultimately gaining rebirth.
“Indeed, three days from now is the night of the full moon, the time of the celestial dog devouring the moon, a rare phenomenon. Our tribe’s seers have calculated this date precisely,” Xi Hongyan said.
Lin Meimei, dressed neatly, came out to greet the man in black, walking gracefully to his side and helping him up. “You did well. Let’s forget about yesterday.” Still expressionless, the man in black dared not look Lin Meimei in the eye, yet his voice remained calm and as clear as mountain spring water.
The sun blazed overhead as cool breezes swept through the forest, carrying a fierce aura of deadly intent.
Xiaofeng arranged for Wuming to stay at the Yuelai Inn near Yufeng Mountain. Xiaofeng brought several dishes into Wuming’s room. The sweat-soaked clothes had long been changed; now he wore only an undershirt. Upon entering, Xiaofeng saw Wuming sitting on the bed.