Chapter 156: The End of the Great Dream 4

If everyone were like that, it would be one thing. Yet now, Bai Yujing, a demon from the Heavenly Demonic Cult, was fighting a desperate battle to the death for the innocent citizens of Jiangling City, while Kong was the very one who had driven them into this great calamity. Pierced straight to the heart by Bai Yujing's words, Monk Kong could not help but feel a sliver of wavering arise within him.

Perhaps this was the mindset a truly formidable person ought to possess—the stronger the opponent, the stronger one becomes. Without the heart of the strong, how could one ever attain the state of mind where one rises to meet any challenge?

Even channeling the power of life force would leave one significantly weakened, requiring a period of recuperation before returning to peak condition.

Coupled with Qin Feng's superb soul-refining proficiency, commission requests poured in endlessly. In the beginning, it only circulated within the Seat-Sitting Peak; later on, disciples from nearby factions such as Lingshui Valley and Misty Valley also heard of Qin Feng's reputation and came to submit requests for help.

Wenren Liang's face was covered in blood, swollen like a pig's head, and his speech was even slightly slurred. Where was there any trace of a "beauty" left?

Profound truths are branches of the Dao of heaven and earth. Common ones include the profound truths of the Five Elements, Wind, Ice and Snow, and so on, which are relatively easier to comprehend.

The Tiger-Roaring Dragon Fist was an extremely powerful martial technique, but the young man from the Profound Pole Sect had completely failed to unleash its proper might.

"Hee hee..." Xu Yun began editing a message on her phone, selected Lin Hao's number, and pressed send.

The man who had been clamoring to blow the door open waved the others back, then took out some tools and a large military-grade burlap sack from his accompanying backpack.

Meng Zhuxuan was not the murderer who practiced evil arts, yet disciples from the Hidden Spirit Palace had their vital essence drained at the scene.

It turned out that the man named Scorpion was the very same watermelon-blade-wielding youth who had been scratched by Li Daniang last time! Because he had a scorpion tattooed on his chest, people called him Scorpion.

With a smile, he looked toward Tang Yun and Long Yan. Aside from Long Yan, who refused to believe Li Ning, even Tang Yun believed Li Ning by three parts.

Not only did she drag all the imperial concubines into the mud, but she also directly made Consort An suffer alongside her—as Afeng had said, sharing joy alone is not as good as sharing it with everyone.

Watching Jiang Yi leisurely and unhurriedly stroll out of the battlefield, the crowd exchanged murmurs and whispers among themselves.

"Get up!" As time slowly ticked away by the second, Kangxi said not a single word, merely watching Mu Ximei quietly as she knelt on the ground. After a long while, he finally spoke in a flat tone.

Leng Yu gave a wry smile. Had she known earlier, she wouldn't have teased the Fourteenth Prince just now. Now look at her—she was the one suffering for it.

"Binxuan, you did nothing wrong. You are not at all at fault, why are you blaming yourself?" Mu Zhihan had never seen Chu Binxuan look so helpless, and she hurriedly tried to comfort him.

"Then... you can only take her as a concubine!" Kangxi seemed to have anticipated the Thirteenth Prince's reply, offering no excessive commentary, simply stating his ultimate bottom line.

After a long while, Yanwan returned to her quarters. First, she drew the curtains shut, then turned on all the faucets, and finally turned on the television, cranking the volume up to the maximum. After that, she picked up the satellite phone.

The planet Quarl possessed an exceptionally high degree of afforestation, maintaining what could truly be described as a pristine, primitive state.

With that, Eva closed her eyes once again, her lips resuming the incantation of a lengthy, ancient, and mysterious spell.

Murong Li hastily blurted out his question, knowing that a major event must have occurred; otherwise, the courier would not have broken protocol so drastically.

"Just this piece alone weighs five grams," Divine Doctor Bai said, poking through the medicine dregs a few times to fish out six or seven square-shaped pieces of panax notoginseng.

Thinking of Gan Mengmeng's nervous demeanor earlier in the evening, a very strange thought involuntarily arose in my heart.

Zong Ming was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that his mentally disabled assistant was not quite as disabled as he appeared—amidst that disability, a glimmer of ineffable wisdom was actually shining through.

Due to the immense force of this punch, the surrounding water instantly erupted with a thunderous roar, as if unable to withstand such might. It was precisely this blow that finally forced the unyielding monster to take a few steps back.

Yangyang's words served as a reminder to Su Yiqing. She silently told herself not to be too nervous, not to reveal any flaws, and above all, not to let Yangyang suspect anything.

"What? Is the steak here really that unpalatable? So much so that you can't even swallow it?" Chu Lin's icy voice suddenly rang out.

Could it be that the biggest ringleader they had been searching for all this time was actually right in front of them... all along?

"Third Elder, I am very eager to help the Winged People, but as you can see, aside from our dragons, we cannot fly and can only operate on the ground. Moreover, the ceaseless rain in this sky poses a tremendous hindrance to our combat effectiveness!" Chu Cheng continued to air his difficulties.

By now, his path of martial arts had reached the Innate realm, while his path of immortality remained at the Acquired stage. However, as long as he gained a deeper insight into the essence of the Wind-Riding Footwork, he would be able to use this technique to ascend to the Innate realm of immortality.

"Very well, but you'll have to wait for me a moment. I'll be right back," Mo Chenlu said before hanging up the phone, turning her head to look at Shen Hanyu beside her.

"I wonder if your luck can withstand the wrath of the Sea God!" Poseidon roared angrily.

Huan Ge frowned, weighing whether to strike now or wait a little longer. She had no assurance that Yu Lan wouldn't scream, because she was using a razor blade in the water, and she could not guarantee she could make a clean cut on the first try.

The forest was filled with countless divine trees standing hundreds of meters tall, each one thick enough for dozens of people to embrace. Having weathered who knows how many ages, they were well worthy of the name divine trees.

The physician examined both of them and wrote separate prescriptions. Zhang Qingting sent Yinbao along with them to collect the medicine.

There were some things Qin Yaoying was not blind to, yet what she wanted was to face and resolve them herself. She had always believed that she would prove to Yu Qingmo through all her actions that she regarded her as a sister, and no matter what Yu Qingmo did, she would forgive her.

That previous strike had been utterly ferocious, directly shattering the iron sword that had accompanied Ling Haifeng for many years into pieces.

"Armenians, it looks like Red Beard did this! See if there are any clues!" Chu Cheng shouted.

Yuan Shao felt both hatred and affection for Xu You. Without him, his other strategists were largely unreliable, yet with Xu You around, he always harbored ambitions of rising to a position above ten thousand people yet beneath just one—something Yuan Shao absolutely would not tolerate.

Of course he wasn't the bandit chief of Green Fields Township; the supreme boss was living in seclusion in Taoyuan Village. How could Jiang Huai possibly misappropriate the supreme boss's title? He Ping knew nothing of this, and still thought she had cornered the other party with her rhetorical momentum.