Chapter 62: Senior Rock Bear

Although this limits its strength so that it is inevitably inferior to a cultivator of equal power, this state makes it much better at concealing itself, naturally giving it a higher success rate in stealth attacks than ordinary cultivators.

Zhao Jie and other officers and men who had steadfastly defended Kaduocheng for nearly a month successfully returned with the main Zhao army. The people of Kaduocheng deserved immense credit for being able to capture the King of Shule and all four to five thousand Shule soldiers this time.

The elderly woman in purple looked toward the other two rolling masses of Red Nether Ghosts, her expression turning ferocious. She stretched out one hand and struck the drum heavily. With a loud boom, a wave of black sonic energy rippled outward.

Qingluan had never seen him in such a rush and asked no further questions, immediately cupping her fists and saying, "Do not worry, My Lord. Your subordinate will send someone to pursue Palace Master Murong at once." With that, she moved and swiftly headed outside the room.

The two words "Blood Sacrifice" flashed wildly in Li Kun's mind, causing him to make the move almost without hesitation.

Yang Ye turned to look at Ah Xiu. At this moment, the blades before Ah Xiu had also disappeared. In Ah Xiu's hand was yet another sword, its blade shimmering with sword light.

After the armies converged, five to six thousand troops gathered outside Weinan County. Zhao Xun believed that no matter how much scheming Qiao Xuan possessed, it would be difficult to reverse the fate of failure. After all, in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery were worthless.

This time, the people's cheers were unusually loud. They finally dropped all hesitation, feeling that this Xiahou Xun was simply someone not to be messed with, and there was no reasoning to be had with a fellow who could take multiple lives with a mere wave of his hand.

The gray flames exhaled by the Yin Ghost Monarch were equivalent to the state of the Profound Yin Divine Fire before it fused with yin souls, so they were naturally no match for the Profound Yin Divine Fire. As the two flames burned against each other, the gray flames retreated step by step and were continuously absorbed by the Profound Yin Divine Fire, causing the purple fire to grow larger in form and increasingly powerful in might.

"Understood," the Sky City Lord responded expressionlessly with a single word, leaving the Yang Family Patriarch completely stunned.

Qinghua En spoke endlessly, leaving Xiaoxiangzi completely bewildered. This was many times more difficult than the inner-artisry mental cultivation method of a top-tier martial art! The more he listened, the more confused he became, until anger flared in his heart. He struck a nearby stone with a single palm, shattering it instantly.

The three of them felt there was no need to return to the dormitory; they could just head straight back to the rehearsal hall, saving them from the dormitory residents asking where the three of them had gone.

"Then you can calculate my fortune today and make a rough guess," Chen Ci reminded.

Heyu stared blankly at the pool water as his gaze slowly drifted to the cyan-patterned sword in his hand. On the hilt, embedded with a blue gemstone, a red jade tassel swayed gently from side to side.

Looking ahead, one could see that the plaza was extremely vast. However, upon closer inspection, it was evident that the edges of the plaza had no boundaries. If he guessed correctly, this place was at a high altitude, very likely somewhere upon a mountain.

It was not that she had not considered using the Heavenly God Mara, but the cost was simply too high... If she failed to fulfill her vow, she would plunge herself into a dishonorable position. The Empress would rather spend another dozen or twenty years slowly repairing it.

The trees on the hillside were instantly blown to smithereens. By then, the airplane had banked around a mountain fold and vanished from sight.

The knocked-down Titan flew into a rage out of humiliation, suddenly unleashing a beast-like roar that caused the chandelier on the ceiling to shake violently.

"None of your business." Heyu bypassed Shuying, walked to an open space, hooked his finger as blue light burst forth, and flew to stand upon the enlarged silver sword.

As his father, Lin Jiang was well aware of what kind of character his son Lin Cong possessed. What Wang Yao said sounded entirely like something he would do.

"Clang!" The red mechanical figure fell to the ground once more, its red-glowing eyes finally fading into darkness.

She took a sip of tomato juice. This bottle carried a faint fermented distiller's yeast flavor—it was Sakaki Ryuko's creation.

"Chase them! Catch those two diners who tried to dine and dash!" the night market boss roared from behind, running while clutching his protruding belly was a grueling task.

At first, Hao Tianming thought it was just someone with the same name. Besides, back at the academy, she always wore practicing attire; if not for today's tight black t-shirt, her breasts wouldn't have appeared so prominent.

Several young beauties held hoops in their hands, standing one meter high with a distance of one and a half meters between each hoop. The dogs, having had the iron chains removed from their necks, appeared exceptionally lively. Under guidance, they jumped through the hoops one after another.

He was simply not human; rather, he was a beast, ruthlessly tormenting her.

"Here they come!" A glib voice popped up right in front of Clitainis. Clitainis raised his eyes, and his wits scared right out of him.

"I hate coming to the Nether Ghost Sect the most. Everywhere you look, it's ghostly and gloomy, making people feel uncomfortable," a core disciple muttered via voice transmission to Guan Shanyue. He had entered the sect much earlier than Guan Shanyue and was also a genius, so he had visited the Nether Ghost Sect before. Guan Shanyue, on the other hand, was visiting for the very first time.

As for Ye Kaicheng's actions, Xu Zuoyan had no objections. Whatever Ye Kaicheng gave him, he ate; anyway, Ye Kaicheng knew what he liked and what he disliked.

"Elder Quan is right. Qiao Feng, are you already unable to wait to make a move against us?" That Elder Chen was closest to Quan Guanqing, and having guessed Quan Guanqing's intention first, he joined in with an angry shout.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly saying all this?" Ye Kaicheng certainly didn't think Xu Zuoyan was the kind of person to chatter idly about his own virtues for no reason; something must have happened.

"Of course it's not me! Don't misunderstand, I'm talking about someone else, about someone else!" Xu Zuoyan immediately denied, his face turning slightly red as he desperately explained that the situation he just mentioned belonged to someone else, not himself.

Hearing this, Duan Lang looked at the receding figure of Jian Tan, then glanced at Ao Tian and Bu Jingyun, who still hadn't made a move, and sneered inwardly: "Those who live for the sword have high principles; but to die for the sword requires even greater courage."

During the wait, they had left the private room door wide open, and Bloodthirsty Frenzy was certain he had kept his eyes glued to that door the entire time, without seeing a single person's shadow.

Imperial etiquette outweighed the heavens. During the Hongzhi reign of the Ming Dynasty, the only one granted the honor of sitting facing the Son of Heaven was probably none other than the imperial tutor, Xie Qian.

"Why didn't you call in advance when you came? Have you been waiting here for long?" Ye Kaicheng walked over to Zhong Yuhan and asked.

Suishui coiled around Liu Yunzhi's wrist and remained silent until the two arrived outside the main hall of Shouwan Peak.

Utterly bewildered by Lu You's words, Ito Hakang could not help but frown deeply, pondering for a moment yet still failing to figure out in what possible way he could have displeased Lu You.