Crying Infant on the Snowy Peak I

With one full-force punch, he completely shattered the stone wall. The boulders came tumbling down, crashing against Wu Hao's body, yet he did not dodge in the slightest, letting the rubble strike him directly.

Ever since Yuan Shao seized Jizhou through the stratagem of the guest usurping the host's role and placed Han Fu under house arrest, hearing that Tian Feng possessed exceptional talent and brilliant tactical strategies, he brought generous gifts and humbly sought to recruit him. Appointing him as a Biejia, Yuan Shao trusted and esteemed him greatly.

The man held an archaic, rustic tripod, exuding an otherworldly and transcendent aura. Streams of celestial light radiated from within his body, making him look as though he were about to ascend to immortality—a truly astonishing sight.

Yet inwardly, he cursed his teammates thoroughly: "You few wanted to test him, to see if he is just a mediocre official greedy for fame and fortune, but you had to send me instead. Isn't this like putting me over a fire to roast?"

The system's prompt tone arrived right on schedule. Accompanied by this chime, the ball of blood that was still stubbornly resisting was instantly suppressed, and its fluctuating energy instantly subsided.

Faced with such a terrifying golden giant palm, Lu Jinghong looked up at the sky. Not a single trace of cowardice flickered in his eyes; instead, an incomparable and frantic fighting spirit erupted from within him.

On Chu Feng's Weibo, aside from many people discussing the running variety show, even more discussions centered around the virtual gaming experience slots and the national beauty pageant.

Naturally, they had no idea what it was. This contraption had been redeemed by Jiang De using a substantial amount of points, and the inscriptions on it were engraved by the system at Jiang De's behest. Recognizing even a single new character among them in later generations could earn a reward of one hundred thousand.

Zhang Yuanhao nodded slightly on the surface, appearing to agree quite a bit with what Meng Qiusheng had said, but in his heart, his thoughts were already racing.

Xu Ding, the Governor of Yuzhou, concurrently held the post of Grand Commander. Xun You, the Governor of Yizhou, was transferred to Luoyang, with Peng Yang appointed as Governor of the province, and Fa Zheng holding the position of Grand Commander. Gongsun Yue, the Colonel of the Chengsi, was transferred to Governor of Jizhou, Ju Shou, the Governor of Jizhou, was transferred to Luoyang, and Zhang He took over as the Grand Commander of the Armed Forces.

The most unprofitable part was the potential to incur enmity with the saints. Although Changmen did not fear the saints at present, and even the saints could do nothing to him, if he chose not to act, Jieyin and Zhunti were entirely capable of thrashing the Sanqing.

"For Zichen's sake, how could I consider it a grievance?" Although Xuanyin said this, an unresolvable sorrow still lingered between her brows.

Completely ignoring the rules of the game, relying solely on his own strength, he instantly annihilated ten high-level experts above level 90 with a single move.

Just like that, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin once again became a battlefield for contention and fierce struggle between the two factions. However, this time, to prevent their warships from sustaining further damage, both sides exercised a degree of restraint—or rather, maintained a tacit understanding. No matter how fierce the battle became, it remained strictly a conflict between the cultivators of both sides and did not involve the warships.

Yet even someone as brilliant as Li Bi had times when his reach fell short. When the Imperial Noble Consort had just come to the Emperor in tears, Li Bi, waiting outside the hall, carefully sorted through and deduced the various movements both inside and outside Chang'an City prior to the coup. In just a short moment, he unraveled the origins of the political upheaval.

Generally speaking, the reason Changmen was manipulated by Tian Dashan was because the rumors spread by Zhu Wushuang carried an overwhelming degree of truth.

Thus, they began to fight. After exchanging numerous blows, they finally both came to a halt.

In his past life, the Yanhuang Immortal Alliance, evolved from the Huaxia government, had gathered a vast number of talents from the old era. These individuals used ingenious originality to combine the warfare machinery of the old era with the Daoist arts of cultivation, developing a massive arsenal of cultivation warfare machinery.

Suddenly, his expression turned stern. A domineering aura surged forth from around his body, and he readied himself to step forward at any moment to face this formidable demonic entity.

Huashuo looked in the direction of Qingrang's gaze. Yu Zichen stood with his hands behind his back, clad in white, looking composed to a degree that felt unexpected.

Last night, Grandmaster Tan had warned him that this young man was not easy to deal with, yet he had assumed the other party was merely exaggerating to scare him.

The raging flames that once encircled her extinguished imperceptibly, and even the flames dancing on Wen Nan's arms faded away along with them.

She had once been heartbroken upon discovering Xiao Bing's true face, and her heart had died completely because of the ruthless deeds Xiao Bing had committed.

At this thought, the disciple picked up the tea whisk from the table and thrust it straight toward the top of the opponent's head.

Candy Sweet Milk Tea replied with absolute crispness, and the two ventured deeper into the red wasteland. Li Chen had a premonition that this time would likely differ greatly from the previous experiences.

Wen Nan flashed a gentle smile. "We are all players. Meeting within the same trial map is a matter of fate, and I have no desire to make things difficult for you."

Thus along this journey, he hurried toward his relatives. Having lived alone in the capital for the better part of his life, Xue Zhong rarely returned to his ancestral home in Shandong.

Subsequently, Yuanshi and Tongtian also began to digest the Three Corpses Spirit-Gathering Technique imparted to them by Lin Sheng, reintegrating the three severed corpses back into themselves to reclaim their lost origins.

The strength of Fang Yuanliang, whom Chu Feng encountered, was only at the Ninth-Rank Martial Artist level, yet he was already hailed as the top expert in Dragon City.

Faced with such a scene of parting between the living and the dead, she was equally grief-stricken, but she knew that she was Gu Yunchen's only reliance at this moment; she had to suppress her emotions.

"I have no money. The money used to buy your scroll last time wasn't mine either; someone else paid for it on my behalf. Now that you know I'm broke, can you please stop following me?" Ye Feng gazed at Hu Bing'er with hopeful eyes.

How many Sovereigns are there in the Divine Realm Continent, and who doesn't know who they are?! Especially veteran Sovereigns like Sovereign Huoge and Sovereign Chitian, who have lived through endless ages.

Now, a single lucky draw cost him fifty thousand popularity points, and a hundred-fold multiplier meant five million.

"Now, whether it is Sima Daozi or Wang Gong, both are being played in the palm of your hand, Shubao. This is a very favorable sign!" Wang Zhen'e continued.

"Is that so?" Suddenly, Long Zhong let out a faint, cold laugh at that moment and walked toward Ye Feng.

At that moment, scenes flashed rapidly through my mind. No matter in which corner of this tomb chamber a light source appeared, a dark shadow would invariably emerge on the opposite side, and vice versa. Moreover, it seemed that shadows would not appear in front of a stationary flashlight beam; only flickering light sources resembling dancing flames triggered this phenomenon of producing dark shadows.

Thus, using this example illustrated the situation quite well: no fool would ever speak ill of themselves or point out their own flaws. As the saying goes, family scandals should not be aired publicly, and that is the very same principle.

Upon hearing the inquiry from the First Prince Feng Jiarong, the other martial experts of Shenfeng also turned their heads in succession, gazing at Tang Yi. They wanted to hear what Tang Yi had to say and learn what level this monster—which exerted such immense pressure on them and could even speak human language—actually was.

"Well, Miss Bai, let's forget about the bet and all that. We have matters to attend to, so we'll take our leave first." Seeing that the cutting master was already preparing to slice the raw jadeite, Li Changluo hurriedly let out a dry laugh and spoke awkwardly.