Chapter 44

"Thank you!" Mo Qianqian gave Han Jinfeng a disdainful look, rolled her eyes at him, and gently pushed him away from the bedside. She grabbed the quilt wrapped around her body, hopped toward the wardrobe, opened her clothing cabinet, pulled out a slip dress, and headed into the bathroom.

As for whether anyone had actually attained immortality and ascended to the heavens over the past few centuries, it remained a matter of debate, and no one knew the outcome of that quest for the secret.

Kizaru unleashed a barrage of lasers, shooting beams of concentrated light along straight trails of compressed air toward Qianjie, who was still retreating at high speed.

"Why is that impossible? Is this matter really that rare? Isn't your own son a prime example? How comes you can't accept it now? I told you long ago that keeping it from you was for your own good. Just as I expected, you're acting like this now. Sigh, what can I even say to you?" Huang Jun said with a sarcastic and mocking tone.

You Xiao had already pulled his hand back, and the illusion had once again disturbed the tranquil waters of his heart. Yet this fleeting illusion felt so real that it buried itself deep within his memories, lurking in the dark corners.

The pirates looked on in despair at Qianjie, who was tearing across the sky toward them, and some even collapsed limply to the ground, utterly powerless.

"If you are seeking death, I will grant your wish!" Nie Tian's voice radiated an unfathomable and domineering might. The next instant, majestic astral immortal statues in the void were crushed into dust by the sheer force of Nie Tian's dragon hand.

As he pinned Yang Liu'er beneath him, Qiu Qianjian suddenly felt that the scene was strangely familiar, as if he had done it before. How could that be? How could he possibly have such a feeling?

"Lian'er, from now on, you are not allowed to step out of the estate without your father's permission, do you hear me?" Wen Qiongyuan instructed with a stern face.

"Dad, I think we should discuss this matter further before making a decision," Bei Canglie objected, unwilling to go along with the plan.

"Things have come to this—do you really think I would still obey your orders?" Gu Hongchen suddenly let out a cold laugh. All former respect for Zheng Haoxuan was gone, and every single facade of hypocrisy had been stripped away.

However, once a clan was exterminated and every single descendant and offspring was utterly wiped out—so thoroughly that not even ashes remained—all goodwill and past favors vanished like wind-blown dust. What followed was nothing short of a bitter, devastating vendetta and ruthless slaughter.

Yu Ci's heart leaped wildly. He averted his gaze from the crucial spot and swept his eyes across the surrounding void. True to his expectation, he caught sight of He Qing, who had been "invisible" for a long time.

"In a contest of mystical arts and spells, Lishan has lost, forfeiting a star peak. What if the distinguished guest loses?" Elder Fan asked calmly, his voice carrying clearly.

The power of a possessed strike was far inferior to the strength of his true form, but a surprise attack via possession was far more covert and much safer than entering the fray in person.

A cascade of pitch-black, delicate hair fell straight down to her waist. Even though her towering, magnificent breasts were concealed beneath thick, tightly fastened robes, the stunning temptation they exuded could not be hidden at all.

Xia Jiuhe, who had entered this place with a smile, saw his expression instantly twist into something utterly bizarre and unsightly the moment he crossed the threshold.

The Emperor, Young Master Liunian, and several Saint-tier experts under the Emperor's command dispersed to various palaces in search of treasures.

Therefore, robots like Bumblebee and Roadblock were exceptions among exceptions. Transformers were already a special category of intelligent machines endowed with wisdom bonuses, and plot characters enjoyed narrative bonuses as well, making their power self-evident.

Until that moment, the black cat still retained some strength. Streaks of purplish-red radiance flowed over its body, and wherever the light fell, the seawater froze, instantly solidifying into thick layers of ice.

The third-rank black leopard fierce beast crashed straight to the ground. The surrounding beasts had already been deeply shaken by the Ice-Binding River talisman, throwing the scene into temporary chaos. Some wanted to continue fighting for the Wolf King's beast core, others were fleeing for their lives, and a few still cast greedy eyes upon the leopard's internal core.

Longlin Feiyun's lips curved slightly as he said with nonchalance and ease, "If Yang Yun knew I was talking about him like this, he would undoubtedly find some crazy way to fight me to the death."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, savoring the refreshing fragrance that seeped into his spirit, though he had no idea what precious tea it was. Taking another sip, he reluctantly set the cup down and briefed Xiong Yi'an on the actions of Chang Yuchao and the others.

At this thought, the creature hesitated no longer. With a swish, one of its serpent heads plunged into the sea, slithering stealthily toward Yun Chen's direction.

Huang Ping returned to the imperial court ranks with an awkward expression, while the Crown Prince curled the corners of his lips in triumph. However, catching Shi Fangzhen staring at him with a stern and disapproving glare, he felt a jolt of panic and hurriedly lowered his gaze to feign modesty.

I knew they must have been thinking the exact same thing. According to the envoy, they were tracking a terrifying alien creature; although they had shot down its spacecraft, a monster like that wouldn't die so easily.

Hearing this, Fang Jing looked slightly startled. She hadn't expected Zhuang Qingqing to proactively make excuses for her, which prompted her to look up and meet her gaze with a flash of gratitude in her eyes.

A gentle breeze blew past, stirring the white hair on Fan Yanzhong's head and smoothing away the fierce look between his brows. In Jiang Anyi's eyes, the old master suddenly appeared amiable and endearing.

Ye Zihan's attention was fully captivated by the mortal world before her, and she completely failed to notice Beiming Yun's abnormality.

However, what excited me the most was the white shirt Chen Shishi wore on her upper body. Although it didn't look as dazzling as her previous red outfit, it radiated an even greater sense of pure, flawless innocence.

Given her current predicament, she was unlikely to meet a good end, and Ning Fan's fate promised to be even more miserable.

"His ability to crack the Taiyi Hunyuan Emperor Formation over the past year must have yielded benefits beyond our imagination. In this world, he is undoubtedly the very first person since the creation of the array to break it through sheer mastery of formation Dao. It is only logical that he would reap unexpected rewards. It seems we severely underestimated his potential!" The Sword Supreme's assessment was entirely fair and objective.