Chapter 78: You Truly Deserve to Die
Sun Furong’s twisted expression was filled with endless hatred for Gu Shenshen. The company was her only means to turn her life around, and even that was not spared by Gu Shenshen; all these years, she had always lived in someone else’s shadow. She was like a demon incarnate.
“Gu Shenshen, don’t go too far,” she spat.
Gu Shenshen let out a cold laugh. “Even now…”
The soul of the dark sorcerer howled in agony, desperately trying to shake off the Fire of Extreme Yang, but he could not. The fire clung to his soul like a maggot burrowing into bone, burning with relentless ferocity, tormenting him between life and death.
With an earth-shattering explosion, the self-destructing bio-warrior sent the others flying.
“Our main forces are pinned down in the Ultimate World, and the mighty warriors of the Extreme Realm have nearly halted our army completely. There are precious few who can reach the lower worlds. All we can do now is destroy; if we cannot have it, then we must see it ruined,” the leading shadow said, his voice as cold as ice.
Seeing Butterfly’s arrogant demeanor, all Cao Yue could do was glare at her with bitter hatred before leaving, heart heavy with grief and anger.
Alas, life is often just so—what seems simple is, in truth, maddeningly difficult.
In the waiting room, greetings were exchanged; outside, fans gathering for the awards ceremony had already formed a long line, ready to pour into the stadium for this night of revelry as soon as the doors opened.
At this thought, Ye Chu stopped pondering. The opponent’s intentions were simply too inscrutable. He always sensed something was off about them, and their appearances were far too bizarre. There was no doubt—this person harbored great secrets and terrible fears.
After repairing the Frost-White Goose Wings last time, Liang Dong had given Dongfang Ming a lavish treat, then spent time deep in the Endless Forest, freely displaying the might of those wings.
Butterfly Fairy: The Earth was once our stronghold. After it was abandoned, all the immortals joined forces to create a powerful barrier. Only by passing through it can one find Golden Buddha Mountain.
After much deliberation, Wei Wuji still chose to remain in the city. When the Imperial City’s grand formation was reactivated, he gave up his final chance to escape and returned through Chengtian Gate, back within the bounds of the formation. Now, even with his transcendent cultivation, escaping the newly awakened formation was a near impossibility.
And so, about three months passed in this simple way. Now, Fairy Tail had become the weakest mage guild in Fiore. Yet, a new opportunity was right before their eyes.
Pan Yan tried to persuade her kindly, while thinking, “How did she learn about ‘Drifting Without Roots’? Why did she describe the scene as if she’d witnessed it herself? When I presented the gift, I made no effort to hide it; there were many witnesses. But unless she was from the Dragonblood Barracks, she couldn’t possibly know.” As his thoughts turned, he began to suspect.
Ling Xin glanced at her friend beside her, and sure enough, saw the unrestrained amusement in her friend’s eyes.
“Nonsense!” Li Dongyang shouted in fury. His intention had been to suppress Chen Qi’s arrogance, to curb his troublemaking, yet he hadn’t expected such wild insolence—a son who showed no respect.
Ning Jing’s hand kept stroking the “Totoro” in her lap as she met Ling Xin’s gaze.
He was inescapably transforming into a demon. His powerful will might allow him to retain his sense of self for a while, but the end was inevitable.
“At home, I always washed my hair with soap nuts. Now, I’ve steeled myself to use regular soap,” said someone from the Li Qiang family.
Of course, this is not to say that one school of thought is wholly superior or inferior; every doctrine has its strengths and weaknesses.
Moments ago, Pangu’s roar had terrified millions of blood beasts. Now, recovering from their shock, they seemed to glimpse the dawn of victory and, howling, launched a frenzied assault on the Qin lines.