Chapter 59

However, the power that Xuwang had previously displayed was, oddly enough, far greater than that of the Sovereigns who had refined the Sovereign Godheads.

Yang Yi led the three of them to explore a bit further back, stopping only when they reached the edge of the back mountain's cliff where they could go no further. Yet, even up to this point, they had not found the so-called Oath-Swearing Well.

Sure enough, a space had appeared within the "Foundation of Faith," filled to the brim with fire-attribute Sovereign divine power.

When the Chief Sovereign of Death spoke of "completely mastering the 'Heart of the Underworld,'" she was assuring Colin that she had sufficient strength to trap the Chief Sovereign of Life, but was she not also threatening Colin, showing that even with Colin displaying such power, she still possessed the strength to fight?

A bloody streak abruptly appeared across Chu Leyang's face. She lacked even the strength to cry out in surprise as Domuer's whip fell like a violent storm.

"The only thing that can persuade us right now is a single condition. The Old Abbot should know what it is," Mu Qingyan pointedly laid out the demand.

Wu Huan was startled. With his wealth of experience, he realized that the sword stroke landing on Yang Yi's back did not feel like it was piercing flesh, but rather as if it had struck some hard object.

Yin Yu'er frowned. What Yang Yi said was correct; this matter must absolutely be kept from others.

Suka's decision had far-reaching consequences. It completely altered Suka's own destiny, changed the destiny of the entire Greater Yue Kingdom, and likewise changed the destiny of Prince Yi of Shu, Yang Yi.

Seeing this information, Zhang Wei was overjoyed. Why hadn't he realized before that this guy was so fierce? It seemed he would need to broaden his horizons in the future; not only should he focus on celebrities, but major industry tycoons should also be brought into his tracking radar. Through them, he might just unearth even juicier scoops.

Martial Arts Alliance Leader Hero Ah San and Nangong Manman sat in the center of these people, gathered around a table in the inn room, chatting about what they had seen and heard during their days apart.

Thus, Xiyue brought him to the bustling market of Kowloon City. This could be considered the most prosperous place in the Tianling Empire, enough for Qin Yubin to thoroughly enjoy himself for a whole day.

Wei Luan's expression shifted slightly, losing her previous momentum and faintly revealing a trace of ashen pallor, along with that unmistakable gaze of one wishing to evade.

The academic theories Wang Defu would later develop might further awaken the lower-class people still enslaved by the capital of the nobility and the powerful, yet who would ultimately lead them onto the true path of resisting the empire was something he could not predict.

Thus, while the entire film looked lively and bustling, there was truly not a single "capable fighter" among them. The box office earnings of over 500 million in another time and space were merely a reflection of the decline of Hong Kong cinema.

Judging by the music theory knowledge he understood, he should have originally been able to become a great musical master of his generation. However, he never possessed any talent for writing songs and could only sing those written by others for his own amusement.

Then the turning point arrived. In the opening scene, Yun Tianming, existing within Cheng Xin's memories, met with Cheng Xin under the arrangements of the Trisolaran Fleet.

He forcefully grasped her slender arm, a slight movement splashing up droplets of water.

Hearing this, Hong Lin and the others all wore expressions of yearning for their new life, while also feeling somewhat curious about how classes would be assigned, since they hadn't taken regular exams and hadn't filled out any applications or preferences.

Just as Hong Lin had said, as they drew closer to their destination, the people guarding below grew increasingly numerous. At this point, the students automatically formed groups to walk. There was no longer any need to seize each other's food, and presumably, everyone was out of food anyway; figuring out how to get past those unidentified individuals was of the utmost importance.

Realizing there was no other way and facing a life-or-death crisis, a white ball of light suddenly rushed out from Ye Ge's dantian. Resembling pristine moonlight cast in the dark night, it transformed into a crystal-like tortoise shell, slowly descending to envelop the fire-engulfed spider cage.

Wang Yuehan suddenly threw herself into her embrace, hugging her tightly, and completely unable to control her emotions any longer, burst into tears.

Feeling that returning to Zhixing Tang in such a state might cause him to vent his temper on Cao Ruyan, Cheng Renzhong decided not to go back and instead stayed the night at Penglai Pavilion.

"Renzhong, I'm sorry. Although they are all your family, I can no longer trust them. I hope you can understand me," Su Ruoyao said helplessly.

"What is the outcome?" Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes with interest as he looked toward the area shrouded in white light. To attack a thousand demons simultaneously—Qingyi's move was indeed magnificent, but whether the result lived up to it remained to be seen.

The containers were filled with melted iron sand, which could be recast into steel. Furthermore, through some processing techniques used by the bomber team, the quality of the steel was not inferior either.

The carriage driver and those soldiers on the bank had waited all morning, and only when they saw the bamboo raft heading back toward the shore did they finally set their minds at ease.

The ultimate result was a chain reaction, as that lizard destroyed quite a few cages and released even more ferocious beasts.

This was equivalent to the Japanese invaders acquiring not only a strategist but also a powerful armed shell.

Consequently, everyone rushed over to Tianyu Entertainment to find Li Jingchen and demand that he hand over Xia Anduo.

Xia Zhi was startled, turning back to look at him. Seeing his brow furrowed tightly as he stared solely at her legs, she instinctively pressed her thighs together and looked down at herself.

"I just saw you staring at it as if you really wanted to play," Jing Deng looked at her earnestly, refusing to believe she didn't want to play.

In the past, these emotions and fluctuations of hers could all have been endured, but now, she found that these feelings and ripples were simply not something she could suppress just by wanting to; sometimes they would inevitably erupt out of control.

Later, because the war had ended and he did not want to be a burden to the army, and since that year happened to have a slot for military-to-civilian transfer, he applied for the transfer.

"What is it, Sister Jiajia? What did you figure out! Although I was drunk last night, I really didn't have anything happen with Jiang Ge. Well, if you must say something happened, maybe just the tiniest bit." Zhou Jia spoke somewhat shyly, though she had no intention of keeping it hidden.

"If it really is just me reading too much into it, how do you explain the fact that your favorability rating toward me is over two hundred?" Naturally, Ye Wanxue only dared to think this deep within her heart, never daring to voice it directly.

Yet she still insisted on running dungeons and grinding for gear, solely so that she could show them a powerful version of herself when they eventually returned.

Qing Meijin calculated that Yue Zhicheng did not have the guts to take a life. Thus, she no longer felt anxious regarding Qiao Ziheng's affairs.