Volume One, Chapter 30: I Want to Spirit Away the Little Dumpling

The Taoist of Time and Space, unwilling to offer further explanation, projected his divine manifestation into the sky, creating a thousand-foot phantom before issuing a proclamation to all factions.

Several individuals refused in unison; having never stained their hands with blood, they looked at Su Feng as if seeing him for the first time, finding him strangely unfamiliar.

"Bai Xinyi, I do not believe there is any need for you to discuss these matters with me. Furthermore, any partnership you wish to pursue is your own business; why go through the unnecessary trouble of notifying me?" said Shang Zhi.

Yet, this was clearly not the only beast commander to emerge from the Gate of the Behemoth. Following the four-armed black giant ape, there appeared a multi-colored, three-headed giant serpent, and a grotesque creature with the lower body of a tiger and a scaled, humanoid upper body.

After finishing breakfast, Su Jin tidied up the thermos and watched as Qing Rou gathered her belongings before she felt at ease returning.

Watching Danny’s bed being wheeled away by the nurse, Su Jin tried to follow, but was suddenly restrained by a large hand.

The Dragon Emperor seemed to have foreseen the outcome from the very beginning; from start to finish, he had no intention of intervening.

It was unclear whether this information had been intentionally sealed by the ancient Chaos Gods, or if it had simply been forgotten by nature over time due to the barrenness of the natural plane and the difficulty of travel.

"I... I wanted to ask how things are going with the company?" Ji Weiwei pondered, deciding to ask first to see how Shang Zhi viewed the situation.

"Master has just transcended the first Heavenly Tribulation, becoming a true Primordial Spirit cultivator of pure Yang. That Yan Daoxing is currently merely a Primordial Spirit cultivator at the Void Spirit level; how could he possibly be mentioned in the same breath as Master?"

Deng Fangfang, sharp-eyed as ever, looked into the silk-lined box in front of Chen Yuanshou after exchanging greetings. Inside lay a silver seal, worth at least three taels of silver.

"Save the idle chatter until we have resolved this. The disciples of the Cangtian Sect are acting very strangely!" Long Ran warned.

Qin Ke suddenly raised his hand and swiped at a porcelain vase nearby, which shattered on the floor with a resounding crash.

Kid shuddered, his pupils contracting. Before his eyes, there appeared, faintly, the image of a man wreathed in lightning, possessing an aura of immense, boundless power.

Barely a few meters upward, "Boom!" A force several times stronger descended, concentrated at a single point like a shifting domain, crushing Guang Ya downward. For the first time, he felt the resistance of natural forces was futile as he plummeted straight down.

This was a cruel justice, a ruthless annihilation, and a cold execution. They would transform into executioners, wielding the butchers' blades in their hands.

If a person’s heart harbors a constant, righteous spirit, then he shall be fearless, and strength shall arise from within.

Bai Qiaoqiao kept advancing, while Zhang Lang retreated. Having spent three years abroad dealing with Russian special forces, Zhang Lang knew the weakness of such techniques: they could not sustain a continuous assault.

There was no need for roundabout, secretive bribery; he handed the money to Yu Sisi openly and directly.

She had brought many things—a large bag containing all her daily necessities—whereas Zhen Ke had brought very little, and had even helped her carry some on the way here.

"Shen Aotian? My descendant? How many years have I been trapped here?" Shen Jingyu could not help but mutter to himself.

With that, Feidian prepared to step onto the suspension bridge... thinking to himself that he had indeed seen Lu Mei speaking earlier, yet he remained completely unharmed. If the properties of this purple mist were not something he had fabricated, it proved that the mist was useless against demons.

Standing with her back to Xue Anxiang, she could not see his expression, but she knew that the youth behind her must be blaming her for meddling in his affairs.

"The type to cheat?" Dila and Qian Jin thought of this term simultaneously, yet their reactions differed: one could not help but laugh, while the other wore a bitter expression.

Feng Tianqi and Ling Xue answered at the same time. Feng Tianqi held some affection for Ling Xue, though he had never understood whether this feeling was love or the bond of kin.

Wu Ke explained the general developments to Elder Wu, knowing that he was no longer under the elder's control. If things went poorly, the Wu family's legacy would be ruined. Thus, he had come this time intending to release Elder Wu and relinquish his authority.

Li Zhuifeng had been keeping a close eye on the situation at the Ancient Hong Ruins, and he could not help but ask Yan Shisan about such matters.

He wondered how he was doing now. Ever since returning to Xuchang, he had not seen him, and Feidian had never bothered to look for him.

Qian Jin looked at the familiar faces nearby, instinctively chatting with them about old times. Especially Li Qiang and Meng Han; although they still carried the label of "Dikun," they had both decided to follow Wu Di.

Endless holy power, following the movements of Shen Aotian’s hands, condensed into mysterious and unfathomable hand seals, scattering in all directions and vanishing into the void.

The fatty had not yet had time to exhaust the residual power of the Blood Demon Spear, nor did he have time to protect Zhang Kui, so he could only watch helplessly as Shang Yu’s spear pierced through the light shield formed by the Earth Scale Armor.

Could it also be devoured by the Dragon Vein? Could the treasure coins have attracted the Dragon Vein, and upon obtaining them, the Dragon Vein simply appeared to swallow him whole?

"Stop thinking about useless things. Right now, we need to think about how to escape; that old turtle is catching up again," Tang Yiyan said helplessly, glancing behind them, though he increased his pace.

A flicker of cold light flashed in Wuchen's eyes, followed by a raging inferno of fury deep within his gaze.

The defeat of the three—Zhang Kui and his companions—was witnessed entirely by Ye Ke. Having just defeated his own challenger, he looked at Shang Yu in silence.

Most of the villagers were in the rice paddies harvesting grain at that time, and Pu Laoshi had gone to the fields to call people back to prepare dinner.