Chapter 36
"Him?" Cheng Chi chuckled, his finger flicking gently. With a faint hiss, a red dot appeared on Hong Lingge for a split second, followed by a burst of blood. Before Hong Lingge could even muster a groan, he collapsed limply to the ground.
This meant that he would not only have to face experts backed by powerful aristocratic families or major cultivation sects, but also a vast number of reclusive rogue immortals.
Raymond kept draining until the sixteenth bottle, stopping only when not a drop of blood remained in Ask's body.
In the interim, Ye Feng tried once more to paralyze the Spider King with Agonizing Pain, but unfortunately, each attempt failed.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Yan gained five subordinates of questionable loyalty: Ling Zhaoyuan from the Cold Lands; Liu Li and Dong Qianlin from the Desolate Lands; Chi Yumeng from the Yan region; and Shi Qiong from the Cold Abyss.
Only then did the crowd realize it was something resembling a fishing net. The man trapped inside struggled for a long time without success, until the supermarket security guards swarmed over and pinned him firmly to the floor.
Wu Yan curled his lip and turned his attention to the second sound transmission talisman. It was sent by Liu Yifeng, and aside from a few pleasantries, it contained nothing special. There was no mention of the duel Qin Tian had proposed, though the final sentence of the message was rather intriguing.
"Retreat! Retreat!..." Among those following Offen, someone with a clear head finally shouted, gathering the scattered comrades and charging in a specific direction.
"A weapon!" The Paladin’s eyes brightened, and he moved to pick it up. It was a silver warhammer; while not a top-tier artifact, it was clearly far superior to the one he currently held.
Seeing the famous doctor’s assessment, Meng Yu said little, walking over to Song Qingyi, taking her hand, and sitting down beside her.
About five minutes later, the surgical light turned green. With a soft chime, the operating room doors opened.
Living under the shadow of Mu Yuchen and his kin, always having to read their expressions—if the child were sent over to be raised as an heir, they would truly be set for generations to come.
Clutching his phone tightly, Xu Nan stepped through the gate. It was strange; he had clearly followed Mu Yuchen inside, so why had he suddenly vanished from sight?
Surging energy rushed in, boiling within his body like a terrifying torrent. Enduring the rapidly intensifying sensation of expansion, he focused his mental energy to guide the torrent into nine separate streams, slamming them against the barrier.
"I wonder why my eldest cousin has come?" With these words, the title of "brother-in-law" was replaced by "eldest cousin," making it clear that he intended to sever all ties with Su Wanqing.
An Xi merely smiled and offered polite thanks to the crowd; she had never cared much for these superficial celebrations.
Five minutes later, Xu Nan walked out of the restroom supporting Chen Lin, who looked even paler than before. Under Mu Yuchen’s piercing gaze, Xu Nan offered a guilty smile.
Shao Le and Kosa drove their respective jeeps out of the camp and onto the road toward Sarajevo.
Upon reflection, it made sense. This eerie dragon army had set out from the Tianyao Star, traveling through thousands of galaxies over the course of more than a year. The commotion was immense; in that year, the Dragon-Slaying Clan must have long realized the army was headed for the Non-Dragon Galaxy and had begun preparing for war.
It was the same this time. She had her maid keep watch. The maid nodded habitually. Nurse Zhao looked at the princess, squeezed her hand, glanced at the maid, then stepped away from the bedside and walked out.
Thus, he had long since resolved to study the path of cultivation diligently, striving to become a powerhouse—not necessarily to be the best in the world, but at the very least, to possess the strength to protect himself.
Gu Nianqing’s eyes curved into crescent moons. She patted Black Bone’s back and swung onto the horse. Taking Jiaojiao from Murong Li’s hands, she placed the child on her lap.
In truth, that night, Mu Yunxin was thoroughly exhausted. It was not until dawn broke that Mo Ziyu finally let her go.
"They..." Qingkuang did not know where they had gone. It seemed as if the moment she woke up, everyone else had disappeared.
"Sumu, can you tell me why you want these things?" the Prince asked, unable to grasp the reasoning.
"Even if I don't expose the Martial King as an agent of the Blood Angel’s Black Guards, I could quietly make the entire Park family vanish—vanish from the Earth forever," Sumu continued, employing psychological tactics.
The two forces collided. Qi Xuanyi’s Sun and Moon Treasure Pearl dimmed, and his breath hitched, his own energy momentarily blocked. Suddenly, two palms descended like Mount Tai. Qi Xuanyi waved his hand, and two sharp swords swept out, weaving into a dragon-and-snake sword formation, dissipating the force above him entirely.
Others hung wedding photos above their beds, but theirs featured only an empty landscape. She would occasionally stare at it in a daze, having once considered suggesting to Uncle that they go take a proper portrait. She had never expected him to notice such minor details.
When Mo Linghuan heard Wu Sehun’s words, her heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle. A sharp pain surged, and her expression dimmed. So, he had someone he liked before her? Otherwise, why would he have given his most precious first kiss to the person most important to him?