Volume One, Chapter 115: Death by Jumping

Lu Cheng took Jiang Ning's hand, his thumb gently caressing her skin. "I just received word. Zhao Wenying... jumped from a building."

Jiang Ning’s pupils trembled, her breath hitching. "Is she..."

She clung to a shred of desperate hope, thinking that jumping didn't necessarily mean death.

Lu Cheng shook his head. "She jumped from the eighteenth floor of the hotel."

"Why be so cautious? It makes playing a game feel stifling. If you die, you die!" Shui Yun replied with a shrug.

Seeing that everything necessary had been said and there was no rush for the rest, Lu Hu turned to leave.

At this moment, Yang Chong had transformed into a god of thunder. He appeared to be unleashing bolts of lightning repeatedly, the scepter in his hand radiating overwhelming power. In reality, he had merely turned the sky into a lightning-generating factory, and the scepter, despite its impressive appearance, was nothing more than a trigger device.

A warm current flowed through Lin Yu’s body, but it grew increasingly scalding, the temperature rising steadily.

Unable to pinpoint Grifine’s exact location, he spread the spell's effective radius of fifteen hundred cubic feet across the flat ground, pushing the wave of magic forward in a massive fan shape.

The Iron Wheel King summoned dozens more iron wheels, which surged toward Fo Budu. Liansheng called forth eight Herukas and stepped forward personally to intercept the Iron Wheel King. While the iron wheels could not get close to him, Liansheng found himself equally unable to land a strike on his opponent.

Apophis watched Zekin, sensing the renewed signs of life and the vitality returning to his body. He still needed to wait for Zekin’s physical state to improve further before attempting to temper his body; otherwise, one wrong move could cause Zekin to collapse entirely.

"I have no master, and I belong to no sect," Yang Chong said, continuing to walk forward until he had crossed most of the beach.

"Yuan'er, I..." Even with Liansheng’s steadfast Daoist heart and profound Zen cultivation, he could not hold back his tears. His vision blurred, and he reached out his hand, but it felt as though he could never reach her.

"Joan, I’ve come to see you." Avi brought a special serving of "spicy and sour blackberry" roasted lamb. As soon as he unwrapped the paper, the distinct aroma wafted out, drawing many prisoners in neighboring cells to scramble to their iron bars to get a look.

Lin Feng was watching when a white van suddenly sped toward the building, appearing to head straight for Li Shuang.

The apology directed at the CEO drew the attention of everyone in the restaurant to Xia Yenuo’s voice. The chatter of gossip ceased almost instantly; the restaurant fell so silent that one could hear a pin drop. When had their CEO arrived?

As it turned out, Kagura’s choice had been the right one, yet she was still sent flying. Fortunately, she wasn't seriously injured, but Kagura couldn't bring herself to feel relieved. She had lost the initiative, and it was now almost certain that she was entering a phase where she would be completely overpowered.

As his eyes, now glimmering with a hint of light, began to focus on the world, Jiang Qi couldn't wait to survey the simple thatched cottage, hoping to discern where he was.

The man in black pressed the automatic button, and the car window slowly rolled down. Squinting, he looked into the distance and clearly saw a helicopter landed on the platform atop an abandoned castle.

"It’s precisely because it’s difficult that it showcases the capabilities of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!" Director Chen Hao said with a serious air.

Years ago, Lei Ao had willingly destroyed his physical body to merge with the lightning, acting on the orders of the Heavenly Domain Envoy, all because the Envoy had bestowed upon him this Divine Sword of Thunder.

"Hall Master Yu, if you don't eat, how will you ever rescue the Prince?" Ken placed the food on the table nearby and said in a low voice.

He felt from top to bottom, from beginning to end, not overlooking a single corner. After a full quarter of an hour, he found nothing.