Chapter 41: Grand Opening

Reaching out, he bound all the dead immortals instantly before crushing them into fine powder. Only then did Jian Wushuang cast his gaze toward the place where You Yun had vanished.

Kai and Li Wei exchanged glances, both seeing the anxiety in the other's eyes, and immediately ran toward Alstoria.

With this defensive tower destroyed, the national team’s mid-lane was left with only its high-ground structures; the outer towers in the other two lanes would surely not last another five minutes.

Once all the disciples were seated, the River Spirit resumed his previous posture, staring blankly at the chaotic, sunless firmament.

The result was, of course, self-evident. They had all failed. The water did not burn them; when they dipped their hands into it, there was nothing unusual beyond a bone-chilling cold.

"Oh my god, that was incredible! The LM team played so well! That ultimate ability at the limit completely crushed that idiot Lucian from Korea. Hahahaha!" In the Noxus Club, a man from the north slammed the table and shouted in a thick Northeastern accent.

Originally, having confirmed the identity of the Old Dragon Emperor, their side held an absolute advantage. Who would have thought that the Soul Heaven Emperor would seize the moment when everyone was off guard to open the Ancient Emperor’s gate? If the Soul Clan obtained the map, their advantage would vanish instantly, and they would be forced into a completely passive position.

However, in the moment he flew backward, Thresh used his skill, preventing the opponent's ultimate from lasting too long.

This required an advanced anticipation of the entire team fight, as well as a clever utilization of subtle environmental obstacles to jump and break the line of sight.

King Yama and Qian Meng were actually positioned right behind Zhao Tinghua. If Zhao Tinghua could just use a roundhouse kick to knock the White Tiger over, the White Tiger would be killed instantly before he even had a chance to cast his ultimate to escape.

A faint smile appeared in Wang Xuanlong’s eyes, the previous sorrow long gone. He turned to open the door, glanced back at the kitchen one last time, and then closed the door and left.

The phantom gradually solidified, and amidst a chorus of gasps, it transformed into a gloomy-faced man with a hooked nose.

Seeing this, the Demon Emperor and the Spirit Emperor exchanged glances, and the wariness in their eyes faded significantly.

"Ren Qiuye" said indifferently, "Find an ice cube or a spider web or something to practice on. Of course, if conditions allow, a place filled with restrictions is best." Dong Zhanyun thought for a moment before saying, "Then there is only one place for that." The place Dong Zhanyun referred to was, of course, the Bear Cave.

Si Yan rode her horse slowly to the edge of the cliff, watching the busy crowd and the heavy, tense atmosphere, a smile barely hidden at the corners of her lips.

In Dinghai City, who didn't know that Roberts, a great Western merchant, had taken a fancy to the Magistrate’s sister-in-law? He visited every day, and most importantly, he was persistent. This was not something outsiders could interfere with; as long as the lady didn't call for help, no one would step in.

"Since I have acknowledged him as my big brother, there is no longer any distinction between righteousness and evil. Besides, there is no longer a place for me in the martial arts world, so why concern myself with orthodox or unorthodox sects?" Shi Yan raised a cup of wine, drank it, and spoke.

The competition was set for the next day, and aside from the inner sect disciples, no one else was permitted to watch—not even the disciples of the four peaks.

Meanwhile, Liu Xiaoling and Wang Xiaowen, who had collapsed to the floor in fright, looked at Wang Xuanlong in disbelief. He seemed normal, yet they couldn't shake the feeling that something was indescribably wrong.

At the same time, the commotion here quickly drew the attention of nearby slave traders. Before long, Saitama was surrounded by a circle of fierce, weapon-wielding slave traders.

Mo An'an soaked in the bathtub, trying to purge the chill that had settled in her body during the rain, while Tang Mochi stayed behind her, his large hands constantly wandering over her skin.

"There is no other reason; I just want to annoy the Prince Consort. Since he doesn't want me to serve him, I am determined to find a way to make His Highness stay in my quarters."

Sun Jia, dejected and listless, walked to a tavern. Now that he had lost his official rank and title, who still cared about the imperial decree forbidding drinking and rowdiness outside of designated holidays?

After releasing such a massive wave of black energy, the black dragon Ge’s overall aura dropped below the King-level. He was struck by a light palm from Tian Ming, sent flying through the air, and slammed into a pile of rubble on the ground.

Today was the twentieth birthday banquet of the Hua family’s daughter, a lavish affair that invited the prominent figures of State A, including several celebrities.

After handing in their paintings, the applicants left the studio, chatting about the exam they had just taken.

Such places were everywhere, including the Huai River basin, which Wang Qing had ravaged. Consequently, the Great Song was engulfed in flames of war, exhausted and devastated everywhere, while the pigs in the imperial court knew only how to form factions for personal gain, take bribes, and curry favor with the Emperor.

In fact, Emily had already succeeded. Because no one knew about Valoran, the blame naturally fell on Chen Yi. The seller of these items must be the one who developed them; in the merchant circles, Chen Yi was hailed as the God of Wealth, and in the scientific circles, as a great scientist.

"Sanzai, stop it. Selyuses has even thrown his sword into the lake. How can a sword god without a sword train you in swordsmanship?" Ristarte tried to persuade him.

Because I harbor a strong sense of inferiority, I don't know how to cope or cooperate with them; none of those things belong to me.

"Uh, because this Vermillion Bird is lacking its origin and is malnourished, that's why it doesn't look like a Vermillion Bird! And since you are the first person it saw, perhaps it thinks of you as its mother!" the system replied.

For the first time, countless users of biochemical factories realized the potential of the Ninth-Level Space and learned how to utilize zombies.

A purple skill! Huang Yu’s heart, which had jumped into his throat, settled back down. Although a gold one had appeared, they weren't that easy to hit, but after seeing the skill clearly, he was instantly stunned.

"What a pity. I finally managed to break a seal, yet I couldn't dig up any treasures from that room." Smacking his lips, Stardust curled his lip in disappointment.