Chapter 53

As the fierce beasts charged toward him, probing with his spiritual sense, Luo Xiu could not help feeling a slight tingling scalp. The sheer number of these beasts was truly terrifying, and what made his scalp tingle even more was his discovery that these beasts seemed completely unfazed by the deterrent power of the heavenly tribulation looming overhead.

Even though it was someone else's merchandise, praising it as if it were one's own—while the subtext of such praise was ostensibly to commend one's own good taste in selecting items, along with a subtle, boastful undertone of "I am wealthy"—it nonetheless served as genuine advertising for Zhao Di and the others.

"What's the fun in that? We came here precisely to climb the mountain. We can take the cable car on the way down; we need to get some exercise occasionally!" said a male colleague.

Meanwhile, this very scene felt to Luo Xiu as though he were beholding something utterly inconceivable. The visual impact of the massive formation before his eyes was overwhelmingly intense, far beyond anyone's expectations, to the point that Luo Xiu himself now felt some regret for bringing people here.

As for the blade in Choji's hand, it was so thin it seemed virtually nonexistent. Merely glancing at it from the corner of one's eye was enough to send a shiver of chill down one's spine, stirred by its astonishing sharpness.

Charlotte instantly recognized the two men. The dignified man was Emmanuel, the Sovereign of Dominion, who would later become the Origin King willing to sacrifice himself to save Vivian; the other was Abraham, who had lurked in Schloss Sava for a long time.

Several figures appeared around Tsunade, their eyes glowing with a dangerous light beneath their masks, watching everything around Tsunade with utmost vigilance.

As soon as the referee announced the verdict, Gong Rufei had eagerly scampered off to collect the spirit stones he and Lin Qingquan had won—fifteen thousand each.

"A Slumber Bug? Isn't that the kind of creature that only appears in Iruka-sensei's stories?" Kiba blinked in bewilderment.

As his words fell, the boundless nether Qi began to twist, wisps of baleful aura spawned out of nowhere, and countless ghosts and spirits were summoned from unknown realms.

"I never expected him to bring me back in the first place; it was just an unnecessary act of meddling on his part," I said coldly.

For him, how could it be any different? Because of Yaya, his strange ailment was cured, which also paved the way for him and her to be together today. Some children are born to repay a debt of gratitude, and Yaya was precisely that kind of child.

"Sigh, what a pity. If I had managed to record the scene of them chasing us back then, it would have constituted irrefutable proof," Xu Mingsen said with considerable regret.

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The demon general suddenly snapped to his senses, hastily changing his strike into a grab, and with lightning speed, gripped Huang Tiangang by the throat.

A fist the size of a sandbag, accompanied by a roaring wind, hurtled toward Luoyang like a shooting star.

This finally resembled the ruler of the Yuanwu State described by others: cold, cruel, and resolute. I could not picture his appearance, but his eyes must surely be bright enough to gleam with a fierce, chilling light, possessing the bloodthirsty gaze of a snow wolf on the grasslands.

Geng Fugui made a gesture inviting Pang Bo to leave, but Pang Bo lingered, refusing to depart. He watched as Su Fei quietly sat in the chair, her tears once again streaming uncontrollably.

Three household-name celebrities being hunted down while filming a movie—and even more terrifyingly, the entire film crew had been plunged into danger. No matter how one heard it, this sounded like a scenario only found in television dramas and movies.

It could not quite be called anger, yet his heart felt slightly uncomfortable, though that discomfort was merely slight.

Jiang Ming knew that what he said was true; Wood Thunder Seeds were inherently extremely difficult to form, and their growing environment was exceptionally harsh. Having a dozen or so of them was already a stroke of immense good fortune.

The tribulation of the past heart pertained to a cultivator's former experiences. Some heavenly demons would become utterly immersed in the tribulation of the past heart, unable to extricate themselves, failing even to bypass this tribulation.

Fortunately, Cao Cao's subordinate generals had no idea what the Wusheng Gate was, and they stared blankly at their lord with bewildered expressions.

Of course, this was merely Han Xin's conjecture, but both Zhang Liang and Xiaoyaoche endorsed it, which was why they were willing to come! Naturally, the murderer might not even appear; as long as Han Xin could find some clues on the corpse, this night would not have been spent in vain.

Situo Haoyu waited until Cheng Lingzhi was completely asleep, affectionately kissed her forehead, and then went out, while Catherine sat waiting in the living room.

"The nine medicine towers are not as simple as you imagine. Many people here have never left; they became medicine madmen. Of course, there are also martial madmen within the martial tower, and every single one of them is an supremely formidable figure. Alchemy and herb recognition are not as simple as you imagine." The phantom of the Daoist of Food and Medicine vanished into thin air.

From the moment Ren Wenqiu stepped in here and laid eyes on Xie Xiang, countless questions had flooded his mind, which was why he paid particularly close attention to the actions of Xie Xiang and his disciple.

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This was originally a matter with no hope, yet here they unexpectedly discovered something unusual.

These beams of black light resembled an immensely powerful vortex. In the blink of an eye, the blade light vanished entirely, sinking like a clay ox into the sea without a trace. Immediately afterward, the black light rapidly condensed into a gigantic fist, hurtling toward Ren Wenqiu's chest with the force of wind and thunder.

Mo Langyue and Xiao Chengfei both stood up to bow and salute. Dispensing with formalities, they remarkably guessed each other's identities in one go.

"Gulp." Wang Yaojing clicked on the death replay, and after reviewing the data, he once again could not help but swallow hard.

"Hey, I said, could you stop walking toward me, please?" The few green vines beneath Feizi Xiao's body swayed slightly; the panic and helplessness in her heart evidently caused her muscles to spasm and twitch spontaneously.

Hearing her ask this, Liao Dongfeng also briefly recounted what had happened when he encountered the Soul-Reaping Envoy inside the giant beast. After listening to his account, Dor's gaze also drifted into the distance.

"Boss. I suppose I count as a veteran-class member. If you don't hand me a Summoning Dragon Flute, I'll be utterly disgraced in front of my brothers," Anchor said loudly while heavily chewing on the food in his mouth.

That day, Wang Pujie woke up early in the morning. He clearly saw Li Yulan, saw his son Wang Yan, saw his mother... He greedily inhaled the cool morning air, the corners of his mouth twitching as if he wanted to smile.

Therefore, whenever Zhuo Lengxi cast an inquiring glance toward Yun Yang, Yun Yang could only helplessly indicate that he had no idea what on earth the old man was scheming either.

As for Muxinzi, she glared unhappily at Chen Hao, her eyes filled with anger and resentment, seemingly asking: When on earth are you going to let me go?

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