Volume 1, Chapter 36: It Is Useless Even If You Scream Until Your Throat Gives Out
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“Master... Master, is she a demon too?” At that moment, Hu Wanyu, standing nearby, shrank back and spoke hesitantly, her voice filled with both fear and curiosity.
Thus, when the chief official, Lu Jiachang, raised this point, the members of the Party Committee had, for all intents and purposes, sentenced Qingshan Town to death.
“That is impossible.” Hua Yue slowly shook his head. The two fairies captured by Luo Yun wore grim expressions, as though they had already resolved themselves to die.
“Monks do not speak falsehoods. Beautiful is beautiful. Even a monk can tell beauty from ugliness.” The monk smiled amiably.
Moreover, Zhang Jun’s repeated charges into the enemy ranks were all exceptionally heroic. Whenever he fell, someone immediately took his place. Even when wounded, the soldiers continued pressing forward.
Gazing at Shanshan’s figure, Situ Yan’s lips curled into a smile. The way she tensed up was truly adorable.
On the surface, however, he acted unconcerned, smiling as he nodded. Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he spotted Nalan Yanyu sitting inside the vehicle. After signaling to the people behind him, he boarded the bus.
The moment Liu Ruxin turned around, she withdrew from the main hall. Only then did she let out a long breath. Her eyes shifted, and she went straight to her mother’s residence.
Lin Yi’s status within the Immortal Palace was made clear by this token. He was the newly appointed Immortal Patrol Envoy.
“They’re a bunch of useless bastards! The fire report reached them, yet not one of them has shown up!” Wu Tian ground his teeth in fury. “Damn it, they’re nothing but scum who collect their pay without doing their jobs!” Of course, while cursing them in his heart, he never imagined that he was actually much the same as they were.
It was now fifty minutes since the competition had begun. Fifty-five contestants had been teleported out in total. According to Zekin’s estimation, no one else would be sent out after this point, because they had been defeated by the Nightmares.
Such suppression campaigns could only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. It was easy for the Restoration Organization to infiltrate and cause destruction, while eliminating them completely was practically impossible. They could only rely on such suppression efforts to reduce, as much as possible, the negative impact they caused.
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What Chen Sicheng feared had finally happened: someone really was trying to harm Xindu. Yet what he feared most had ultimately failed to happen—the Miraculous District had successfully protected Xindu. The legendary architect from more than a century ago could rest easy.
Combat footage played on an old, battered television. Before the competition began, highlights from previous matches were being shown: fighters colliding fiercely with their bare bodies, sweat and blood spraying through the air and stirring the spectators’ blood. Watching the stone-paved arena require repairs after every battle, Yang Chong was deeply shaken by the destructive power of these people.
“It’s a Blood Pool!” Su Yi was delighted. He had never expected the Seven Fiends Gang to leave him their greatest treasure.
A gigantic ship was docked atop the enormous building. Entirely silver and constructed of metal, it looked extraordinarily futuristic. Beside the vessel, an enraged middle-aged man continued spitting as he ranted without pause.
He naturally knew that he was under surveillance. Even if he were not, the research institute’s vast network would surely transmit all of this information. Saying these things aloud was already the limit of what Yang Chong could do.
Imhotep and Yang Chong stood facing each other. Without wasting words on explanations, Yang Chong raised the Supreme Authority, summoned all his strength, and brought the heavy hammer crashing down upon Imhotep.
He had charged forward with the momentum of striking first, never expecting the He Family’s counterattack to be so fierce. It was completely unlike their former reputation for settling everything through peaceful compromise. Even the captain of the Fourth-Rank Enforcement Squad was helpless.
Zekin considered his answer fairly satisfactory. He had invoked the banner of the Demon Lord. No matter what kind of magical sacred beast his opponent was, before the Demon Lord he was merely a docile cat. If he was a dragon, he had to coil up; if he was a tiger, he had to lie down.
She opened her mouth and inhaled lightly. The Heavenly Yin Pill immediately transformed into a streak of light and merged into her body.
His thoughts shifted, and he turned his attention to the meeting room. He discovered that all three people there, including Long Qingtian, were staring at him. Their eyes—one cold, one seductive, and one ferocious—were all filled with intense concern.
Lightning serpents continued descending from the heavens, as though they were about to strike the earth. The dark clouds sank lower and lower, seemingly ready to collapse at any moment, creating the impression that heaven and earth themselves were about to fall apart.
He Jun was kicked out of the arena by Li Yiming. He flew backward and crashed into the viewing stand a hundred meters away.
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By then, his cultivation had reached the late Golden Core stage. He only needed the sword energy in his dantian to condense into a long sword before he could break through and become a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator.
When Li Yiming heard the gentle voice of his master, he was so moved that tears streamed down his face. He raised both hands to wipe them away, only to realize that he was crying. Indeed, ever since his parents had died, he had never shed another tear.
“You... you... you bastard! I’ll fight you to the death!” The yellow-robed old man could barely suppress the fury in his heart. He pressed both hands downward through the air, and a gigantic black skull appeared behind him before charging toward Ning Zhe.
After hearing Elder Qian’s words, Li Yiming stopped in his tracks, his heart blazing with rage. He had never imagined that, with death looming over him, the old man would still dare threaten him.
The procession rested and reorganized briefly at the relay station before continuing on its way. By dusk, they had returned to the capital. The steward of the Princess’s residence had already brought the princess’s ceremonial carriage and attendants to wait at the city gate, where they escorted Yehe Minglu and Jiang Jiantao away.
Emperor Sangtan was furious, while Sang Geqi remained remarkably composed. Yet he stayed by Sang Gexuan’er’s side the entire time, leading everyone to believe that he was deeply worried about his younger sister.
Only Lin Li and Danfoss remained motionless at the scene, silently watching each other. Unlike the sinister expression on Lin Li’s face, cold sweat streamed down Danfoss’s.
“All right, get straight to the point and tell me what you want. I believe the Nino Marines can complete any mission, as long as the employer offers sufficient payment! There’s nothing we can’t do!” Abadi declared.
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