Volume 1, Chapter 26: Fed Too Much Demonic Energy, It Evolved?

Extending a hand, he unleashed his supernatural ability, summoning countless dark flames that surged into the sealing formation.

"Good! Let’s move!" Xiang Yu signaled for the two to draw the curtains on the carriage, then drove the horse-drawn vehicle into the city.

Li Qingfeng naturally sensed the ill intent and murderous aura emanating from the portly middle-aged man but did not feel any concern.

The cavalry on the streets grew even more panicked upon learning their commander had fallen; they had no thought for organizing a fight, only the desperate urge to flee.

At that moment, faint and scattered sounds arose from the dense forest, causing Mo Fan to furrow his brow.

Hearing Pan Yan’s words, Lin Chen scratched his head and relaxed, no longer restrained, signaling for them to proceed outward.

Though he had said to rest for a day, the break extended to five days. Apologies for that, and thanks to all the friends who have persistently voted for me every day.

The coffin was roughly pushed open. Liu Xin opened her eyes to find a handsome young man gazing at her with curiosity.

“Who are you? No entry is allowed here,” a man in blood-stained clothing blocked Li Qingfeng loudly.

Though Li Qingfeng was known as the African Wolf King, he was well aware of the powers across the seven continents and four oceans of the world. The Celestial Alliance was the dominant force in Europe, the strongest among many nations.

Yan Lie’s heartbeat was steady and strong, right next to her ear. Wan Xi listened, feeling her own heart involuntarily relax in response.

Some things were truly hard to accept; just the thought of them left one somewhat perplexed.

Calmly, she inquired about each feature one by one: “First, the function of the stone tablet. ‘Redemption’ means reclaiming something once pawned, so these people must have pawned themselves to become like this, right?” Lei Xue asked, looking at the statue-like figures in the square.

As he chanted, the voice grew louder, drifting throughout the manor. An eerie aura seemed to permeate the air.

Yet he was puzzled why Isabelle chose such a method to spread the news.

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Sword thrusts and saber chops—always so. A sword can be wielded like a saber, but never had he heard of a saber used like a sword.

Japan’s special permanent residency was a policy introduced for the “Imperial Subjects” left behind after the Pacific War.

Over time, the nickname “Runner” came about, certainly better than such monikers as Snot Slug, Ox, or Er Gouzi.

“Remember, it can only be used once; save it to save your life.” Cheng Han sighed quietly upon seeing the couple’s tearful gratitude after receiving the bracelets.

The villagers trailing behind felt an inexplicable chill as a cold breeze swept repeatedly across their necks.

Moreover, Miss Mu Qing was a disciple of the Wood Sect, an elder sister among the five allied schools. To ignore the corpse and let it rot in the cave seemed unjustifiable.

The object was barely over a foot long, no thicker than a baby’s wrist. It resembled the duster handles commonly used by Taoist priests but radiated a deep green glow. With a flick of the black-clad man’s left hand, it shot straight at Wu Gui’s head.

“Destruction of the Dao Heart”—as the name implies, once the opponent is gravely injured, the destructive power spreads relentlessly, causing wounds to worsen continuously. No treatment works unless a stronger Dao Heart suppresses the wound’s expansion.

“Is that possible? Even the most powerful Lao Guo couldn’t do that,” Yi Weidong said skeptically.

Qing Binghe’s eyes narrowed; this skeletal man’s strength had reached the eighth level of the Mortal Realm. What puzzled him more was that though he appeared as a wraith with altered aura, he was still recognized.

At dawn the next day, Liu Fei called Feng Chuang to immediately start selling the new batch of yellow-lipped fish, then, together with Liang Jingyan, donned diving suits to investigate how two aquatic monsters had infiltrated the breeding base.

Their battle was spectacular. Each clash resembled a natural disaster, with vast impact and overwhelming destructive power, reshaping most people’s understanding of Shaoling.

This was merely a fragment of the entire battlefield, yet it fully demonstrated the favorable situation of the Poison Dragon Assassination Squad.

Having just arrived, he appeared in the grand hall of the Elven tribe. The hall was empty—no one knew where they had gone. Just as he prepared to seek the Elf King, new news arrived.

With the appearance of the Three Immortal Elders, everyone was stunned. Even Qin Mie, a Heavenly Realm expert, bowed respectfully. Panic swept through the crowd. Who was this? Which faction’s leader was so mighty that even Qin Mie, usually disregarded by all, had to submit?

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Thinking of this, Wu Hao couldn’t help but chuckle. Demonic beasts were exceedingly proud, especially those with spiritual awareness.

Knowing the Light family was on his side, Lu Tianxiang felt at ease. It was astonishing that such a coincidence existed—getting lost yet encountering an affiliate of the Xiao family.

In the space beyond Scorpius 133, Bai Wuxia sat in a spaceship, eavesdropping on Liu Wuxian and Lian Xiang’s dialogue. With the Heavenly Court’s technology, spying on them was effortless. Once they finished talking, Bai Wuxia activated the ship and departed the Scorpius star system.

Beside Ye Tian, Bai Jingxin guarded him closely. Qiu Yun, relying on his Ninth Realm cultivation, tried to seize the divine weapon but was intercepted by Bai Jingxin. Both were at the verge of the Ninth Realm, locked in a fierce struggle with neither gaining the upper hand.

The Fourth Master glanced at the jade ornament, then at Yue’er, before telling Liao Sheng that he and the young mistress would visit the Lin family and asked him to bring their belongings along.

“Why did you come here? Didn’t I tell you to wait at home?” Bai Xueyi asked in surprise, though her face was filled with happiness.

Yue’er thought: How absurd! Which concubine intent on fleeing would interfere with her husband taking a new lover?

The soldiers emerged from the gloom of losing comrades, invigorated and ready to achieve new feats. Tomorrow, they would march to a new battlefield, unsure when they’d reunite. Each unit held grand victory banquets, soldiers drinking as if water.

The fish had long, golden-yellow whiskers that swayed with its movement. It was a golden fish.

Guo Dalu stepped into the courtyard and looked up as flakes of snow fell from the trees, covering him entirely.

Ming Nan kicked toward Michael’s heart but was swiftly dodged. Michael sidestepped and raised his hand, aiming for Ming Nan’s throat.