Volume 1, Chapter 53: Yuniang Wishes to Spend Every Year and Every Day with My Lord
After passing through so many levels, a vast number of members within the four immortal sects had already learned that Situ Yuhao and his group were hunting down their elites. Panic had especially taken root among those whose cultivation had not yet reached the peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm; they would often hide away, trying their best to avoid wandering about, let alone actively searching for the remnants of the Shaolin Temple.
"We'll know just by trying!" Jun Yixiao did not bother to argue. With a slight sway of his shoulders, his right hand wove through overlapping shadows and slapped directly toward that disciple's face.
However, what I found strange was that while we waited, those ghosts also began to stand around us, stretching their necks to look outward with a glimmer of hope in their eyes. This baffled me—wasn't it said that when the Underworld Path reopens, the spirits must return? Why were these ghosts eager to head out instead?
"Immortal Master, please show some leniency. Even if I'm left to do menial chores in the outer sect, this disciple would be more than willing!" Though raging fires of fury blazed within Yu Huan's heart, a heavy expression of entreaty remained plastered across his face.
Once my phone was charged, I discovered that Su Jue was also in this town, so I quickly sent him our location. Before long, the figures of the two of them appeared before me, and only then did I heave a sigh of profound relief, hurrying over to them.
"Senior Jin Yan, it is clearly I who should be helping you right now, but why has things turned out this way? Changan truly does not understand why this matter has ended up like this."
Moreover, empowered by the frost mist of the Glacial Dragon, the millennium-old Ice Silkworm grew even more formidable, incessantly assaulting the Divine Origin Realm powerhouses of the demonic faction and the four immortal sects. Every piercing shriek signaled that yet another Divine Origin Realm expert had fallen victim to the freezing poison.
Given the current situation, the Wine Immortal had simply initiated a chat mode with Fuxi, completely disregarding the Ancestor of Inner Demons. He viewed him as nothing more mere trash—how could he possibly care about such a wretch?
Naturally, "he" referred to Lin Yang, leaving Lin Yang slightly embarrassed, though he remained silent.
"Amitabha!" The Venerable Duoro returned the bow, took a single step forward, and sat cross-legged upon the lotus platform in the exact center of the western gate.
Wu Moke reported, "Master, we were ambushed by an ancient giant serpent. Out of over fifty thousand men, we suffered losses exceeding thirty thousand, leaving only twenty thousand to escape back."
Song Li had constantly kept watch on every single movement in the surroundings, yet he had detected not the slightest disturbance.
This Blazing Sun Heavenly Fire ranked twenty-third among the ninety-nine kinds of heavenly fires. Such a high ranking meant that refining it would be no easy feat.
"If Ruer can lay eyes on you one last time, I would die without a single regret!" Seeing Wang Tianjie enter the imperial palace entirely alone, Liu Yanruo instantly forgot her own peril, consumed by anxious worry and even beginning to reproach herself.
Viewed in this light, the World Honored One was not entirely unwilling to exterminate the dragon race. For one thing, the Azure Dragon was loyal and diligent, and the World Honored One could not bear to cast blame or bring disaster upon the Azure Dragon's own kin; for another, the five realms of heaven and earth could simply not do without the dragon race to maintain balance.
After sending Huamei back to the Moonlight Bar, Qin Tian drove away, arriving at the Municipal Committee residential compound at a little past seven in the evening.
"Is that so? Spare the nonsense, Wang Tianjie! Will you surrender or not?" Ququbi finally lost his patience and raged.
This canyon possessed a certain oddity; the furthest range Old Demon Feng's divine sense could probe was merely the end of this canyon, while the opposite side was obstructed by an invisible curtain of light.
Therefore, this military expedition to Youzhou was not merely about defeating Liu Yu; more importantly, it was meant to display the invincible might of our Liaoning army to the entire world, issuing a stern warning to all under heaven: Liaoning is absolutely inviolable! Wang Tianjie continued in a raised voice.
"Handsome, care for a bowl of boatman's fin soup?" An old woman greeted them warmly when she saw Li Guohao and his companion approach.
Candy giggled as she raised her hand once more, making a motion to stroke his head, which frightened Li Xiaoyu into a hasty retreat.
Such refusal to submit inevitably birthed an ambition—an ambition to bring peace to the realm once realized. Yet this ambition... appeared somewhat laughable in the face of the transformations brought about by the Mohists.
"Xing Ke, you really are funny." Dai Yifeng covered his mouth with a giggle, terrified that the camera might capture his two prominent canine teeth.
The heavy door was pushed open with force as a corpulent middle-aged man walked into the suite, a cigar clamped between his teeth.
These words left the people at Tujia Entertainment with awkward expressions. Back then, it was indeed they who had relentlessly coaxed Chen Shenfeng out of retirement, hoping to leverage her Heavenly Queen aura to secure their territory.
At a bidding price of 5.3 million, it already exceeded the psychological limit of most present, causing many to lower their paddles in disappointment.
In the past, people judged others solely by their attire. When dealing with someone dressed in gorgeous garments, a natural sense of heightened respect would follow.
Qi Boheng carefully pondered the chairman's words, and indeed, they made complete sense. Logically speaking, even if Li Ka-shing wanted a bite of the massive New Territories cake, he shouldn't have thought of competing with people like them. Leaving aside a three-way alliance, he couldn't even stomach standing as a single independent party right now.
When news of the successful concert in NYC spread back to the domestic front, many people found themselves unable to remain calm.
"Can you all listen to me say a few words now?" Du Feng looked out at the crowd below the stage, roaring in a cold voice.
Vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood, the Berserker looked at the overbearing crimson beast before him, a wry smile inevitably surfacing on his face.
"From now on, you must report to me whenever you leave the house, telling me what time you'll be back and where you're going, otherwise I won't let you step out the door." He said, feeling deeply uneasy.
Ever since her fall last time, Grandmother's health had deteriorated significantly, and she had been hospitalized once again during this period.
Sitting in the carriage, Yang Pan placed his hand on the seat and glanced at Liji beside him. At that moment, the latter's hands were tightly gripping the cushion, clearly frightened out of his wits.
"Then what does this token have to do with it? Could this be some sort of credential?" Wei Si pondered aloud.
In broad daylight, Wang Tuantuan felt rather embarrassed being held like this by a man, and she struggled with all her might.
"When you were absorbing the primordial Qi just now, didn't you notice anything?" Wei Jingzhi asked with a light laugh.
Although Harry was also very hungry, he still retained his pride. He neatly and cleanly tore off a piece of roasted meat, placed it in his mouth, and began to chew.
With that, she walked toward the carriage. By the time Jun Jing came to his senses, she was already waiting by the side of the vehicle.
Furthermore, he could not escape in the fleeting span of an instant; surrounded as he was by the Four Red Sun Formation, he had no choice but to take whatever attacks came his way head-on.