Volume 1, Chapter 47: People from the Ninefold Death Gate

Moreover, it seemed that Chu Sheng had used this tactic before. If they could cross paths with the MY team again, they would definitely make him taste his own medicine.

However, he could not see anything clearly. He could only rely on his rudimentary Color of Observation Haki to sense a vague and indistinct shadow.

As a prince, he was accustomed to being the center of attention everywhere he went and taking the initiative in conversations, and he had never found any flaw in this trait.

Seeing Wallace back down, those fiercely opposed nobles immediately performed even more enthusiastically, and the situation spiraled completely out of control.

Before any action was taken, such threats would have been dismissed as mere hot air by the opponent. However, Chu Xian had effortlessly silenced several ghost cultivators and single-handedly knocked down the third master of the Ghost Face Sect. This genuine skill truly shocked everyone present, and instantly, not a single ghost cultivator dared to make a sound.

He raised his head; His Majesty the Emperor was sitting high upon the throne, yet he had not sensed his presence at all beforehand.

Just by looking at the similar movement directions and trajectories of those luminous spots, many sharp-minded immortals changed expression drastically. Once everyone clearly saw the annotations for those light spots, the sound of people gasping in shock echoed wave after wave throughout the venue.

However, finding a cure was far from easy. Ordinarily, being afflicted by a curse spirit meant certain death; the fact that Chu Xian had managed to hold on for so long was already a miracle. At present, they could only buy time, but the situation worsened with each passing day.

The spell-stealing ability combined with Al's multi-casting could dismantle a well-defended mage into a defenseless target in mere moments.

Rumors had circulated before that the red zones in Bluehole were actually not random, but would only drop wherever people were located.

And now, the most important task laid out before everyone was to strive to improve their cultivation levels. Only then would they have the capital to survive the impending great calamity, protect those who needed protection, shield their families and friends, and weather this disaster together.

If the profit gained from a single work was not all that much, what about ten or twenty works?

Looking at the irreconcilable enemy of the past before her, Liu Yan looked at him as if he were a dead person. Her gaze was cold, merciless, and carried even boundless resentment.

Piaohong had originally hidden in the dark, intending to deal Yue Xiyun an unexpected heavy blow, but under Gongyi Zunqing's critical situation, she had no choice but to show herself.

"Boss lady, I cannot accept this money. I haven't even been here for very long!" Counting it up, he had already pocketed seven silver dollars, and he felt truly embarrassed.

"Alright, alright... I won't give you that chance." Su Lin said with a cheeky smile as he picked up a piece of apple.

Liu Yucheng had sobered up by this time. He knew that all of this was caused by him and was extremely anxious, yet he was utterly helpless. Only Phoenix calmly instructed Liu Yucheng to hold onto it, while it held onto the spiritual energy avatar, thus establishing another bridge.

Jiang Zhiqing was unwilling to deal with those people in the Ministry of Interior, and promotion in the Ministry of Interior was too slow; transferring to the Ministry of the Army was entirely different.

Just like how Britain wanted to protect the Dalai Lama, the Chinese government denied any armed connection with the Golden Triangle. At the same time, it filed a lawsuit listing the British government as a defendant, accusing and condemning the British-Burma colonial government in the International Narcotics Control Board for growing massive amounts of opium and dumping it into China.

Hehe, since Mu Ye was opening a film and television company, it proved that the artists under her banner would definitely need to star in various films, television dramas, and advertisements.

Xin Hongxue sighed inwardly, thinking that this person truly had a big heart. Not to mention killing his own master, severing his limbs was ruthless enough. Yet at this moment, Li Ta was not even dead and he dared to show his face so brazenly.

I suddenly noticed that the hand supporting my arm was trembling slightly. Moreover, I actually didn't feel much pain, just a sense of fear. Perhaps, it wasn't just her who was trembling.

Many people on the Milan Cody side could not understand why a twenty-year-old prince could defeat an older brother ten years his senior, especially considering that his brother held the support of eighty percent of the ministers and commanded seventy percent of the military force.

Several burly men were holding bowls of wine in their hands, their faces covered in thick beards, looking rather frightening.

Mu Ruhao's voice was calm, devoid of joy or anger, but those words were clearly spoken to Yingyao who was kneeling on the ground.

Everyone around Zhu Zhu drew a sharp breath in unison, thinking that their boss was about to have some romantic luck coming his way.

Until dusk, when the last trace of the setting sun vanished from sight and the sky grew dark, Jiang Ruoxi limped downstairs, hailed a taxi to return to her apartment, walked into the kitchen, took ice cubes from the refrigerator, and applied an ice pack to the swelling on her ankle.

Out of the two hundred thousand spectators, probably eleven thousand had their eyes wide open without blinking, and nine thousand had their jaws nearly dropping to the ground. Four Martial Emperor experts were sitting on the ground vomiting blood, and judging by their looks, their injuries were not light.

"Alright, I'll be there on time. I'm off now! I still have things to do, let's keep in touch by phone!" Chu Yan said as he got into his Camaro. This car had been driven over by Leng Qiu specifically to make things more convenient.

Could they... have already... In such a pitch-black night, I couldn't even see whether that fishing boat from earlier was still there. I slumped onto the ground all at once, feeling a sense of guilt and a sense of loneliness.

I sneered and ignored him, picking up a stone from the ground and throwing it toward the door. A miracle happened: the stone did not make a "thud" impact sound against the door and bounce to the floor. Instead, it vanished with a "swish."

Su Jiuer nodded, following behind Ji Li, and upon lifting her eyes, she felt as if she had returned to the time when she first met Ji Li.

"These embroidery skills of Jin'er and Xiu'er were all taught to them hand by hand by Sister Yue. I know Haozi went to school for a few years, but with him, he couldn't possibly teach this," Old Lian said with a chuckle.

In the Misty Continent of the East Sea, there was a hundred-zhang-tall cyan glass tree, upon which lived a pair of crimson snakes. Every hundred years, they would lay a nest of snake eggs, which hung from the tree looking much like fruits, known as: Cyan Glass Snake Fruits.

Furthermore, what filled this righteous Qi long river was not ordinary river water, but water of righteousness condensed from endless righteous Qi.

He was truly worried that the other party would use force to detain him in some secretive place and subject him to harsh interrogation.

Over the past few days, seeing no action from Wind Gentleman, Kong Zheng felt that the other party seemed unreliable and decided to take matters into his own hands.

You walked by thinking I was bullying her, and even came up to stand up for her, but Nan Ruoning said I was helping her, and then you ran away without saying a word. Do you remember?

Only to see painted on this stone wall was a sea of corpses and a mountain of blood, with countless people fallen amidst it, their blood converging into rivers and their corpses piling up into mountains.

Coupled with the fact that many players acted as scouts, constantly transmitting intelligence about the two big shots and posting it on the public chat to brag wildly.

Li Tiantian scrutinized Zhao Yus expression, her slender fingers applying a slight bit of force to push the silver needle a few more inches in. This time, Zhao Yus forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain, yet the corners of her eyes and brows brimmed with unprecedented joy.